
"I.. ahem... Al, you know that we're married because of an arranged marriage, and to be honest I haven't been able to accept this marriage completely. Sorry if my words hurt you, I just want to tell you the truth that I can't accept our status that turns out to be married" Alex explained
"What now, what do you want?" ask Aliya
"For a while, let us first adjust to each other. As time passes, we will get used to it"
"That means, as long as we can't accept this marriage, then as long as we don't have each other?"
"Sorry Al, I just don't want us to be as hurt. I may be able to touch you without love though, but you will be at a disadvantage. So please, just give me some time to accept all this"
Aliya sat back in bed. Many times she sighed harshly to quell her disappointment at her husband's rejection. Even one of his hands was already resting on his thigh, with his head lowered, showing how disappointed he was
"I'm sorry, I know you're hurting to hear what I'm saying, but it's going to be better for our relationship going forward" Alex said
Aliya straightened her head while nodding with her eyes closed. Yes, although he actually felt disappointed, but he confirmed Alex's remark, that they would be as hurt if they were too forced "But I have a request that you have to fulfill" said Aliya
"Request?" ask Alex
"Yes, request. Love will not grow by itself if it is not accompanied by effort. Therefore let me try my way to get your love" said Aliya
"You mean?"
"You'll know later"
*
Afifa stared at their car stop. He frowned slightly when he saw that their car was currently stopped at the beach parking lot. Afifa glanced at Bram who got off the car first, then saw Bram circling the car, and opened the door for him. After that, as usual, the man behaved so sweetly and took her in his arms
"What's the show inside?" ask Afifa
"Yes, come" Bram again invites Afifa to follow his steps, until it looks two folding chairs that are on the beach "Come" Bram again
"We're just the two of us?" asked Afifa when he saw the beach was so quiet
Bram and Afifa stepped closer to the shore. Enjoy the night breeze that blows, and feels bone-piercing. Beach waves also occasionally drenched Afifa's feet wrapped in heels, making him slightly retreat to dodge. However, he does not know if Bram is standing behind his body, which makes him no longer able to retreat
"Let it go, maybe he wants to get to know you" Bram said. Boldly, Bram's hand slipped, and hugged Afifa's belly
"But my feet are wet" Afifa said
Bram looked at Afifa's feet, and sure enough, Afifa's feet were wet now "Are you uncomfortable?" tanya Bram answered nodding by Afifa. Then in the next second, without a word Bram immediately carried Afifa ala bridal, then walked to the available folding chair. After that, he sat on the chair and sat Afifa in his lap
"Bram's shy, what if anyone sees?" afifa
"No how, why, are we not husband and wife?" bram said casually that made Afifa no longer able to protest
A few days of living with Bram made Afifa begin to understand the real Bram. In addition to humor, Bram turned out to be a romantic figure. In fact, they often spend time in the room, and chat lightly, then end up with tiring activities. During these few days, Afifa began to get used to receiving each of Bram's sweet treats, even though there was a side of her heart that felt empty, for fear that Bram would treat her well with a specific purpose
"Brake..."
"Hm?" Bram looked up at his wife's pretty face, smiled knots, then put away the strands of hair covering his wife's face "What's wrong?"
"Did you love me?" ask Afifa
Instead of answering, Bram chuckled at his wife's question. What the woman could not feel was her every treatment during their marriage. How he who has always been kind, to show the real form of his love for Afifa. But why does this woman ask that, is such an important expression of love for a woman?
"Don't laugh" Afifa murmured
"All right, I'm sorry"
Bram grabbed Afifa's fingers and pointed them at her mouth, and dipped them briefly. His face was unceasingly smiling, with his chest pounding. He reached into his pocket, and showed a small jewelry box from inside
"Is this enough to answer your question?"