Forced to Marry at a Young Age
CHAPTER 71 (Refusing Honeymoon )
Ziva exited the apartment in his footsteps swinging down the hallways of the apartment to the elevator.
Drt .. drt.
Ziva's phone vibrated immediately grabbed by the phone in his pants pocket.
"Kayla," he murmured.
Ziva immediately answered the incoming phone from Kayla.
"What, I just got out of the apartment."~Ziva.
"Woi, what do you mean by loe?don't be crazy!"~Kayla.
"Reply back to the apartment and immediately beberes."~Kayla.
"What does Loe really mean?"~Ziva.
"Ck, don't pretend to be stupid, everyone knows you just married and you still pretend not to understand.The problem of college I've permission leave now have fun with your new husband loe!"~Kayla.
Tut ....
Tut ....
Tut ....
The phone was accidentally cut Kayla.Ziva stood staring to digest the speech of his best friend. Her best friend always surprises her without asking her first. The attitude and nature of Kayla is not much different from her best friend Keyla who has been separated from her for several months Keyla must move to America because she must continue her studies there.
"Key, I miss you," she said in the silence of the hallway.
Phaak.
Suddenly someone's hand clapped his shoulder from behind making him aghast.
"Arkkk," he screamed with his face covered with both palms.
"Ziva, this is Arsha's sister." Soon Arsha appeared before Ziva with Ziva's hand open.
Ziva immediately hugged the burly body in front.
"Sister surprised me and scared me," she clenched Arsha's body.
Arsha kissed Ziva's head while stroking gently.
The two walked side by side down the hallway back into his apartment.The two sat on the sofa. Moments later Arsha got up from her seat, pulled out a suitcase and handed a brochure to Ziva.
"Is this Brother?" Ziva looked questioningly at Arsha's hand and read it carefully.
"Thailand, are we going there?" Ziva knitted his two eyebrows questioningly.
With a smile sumringah Arsha nodded his head but in contrast to Ziva his face looks sad by lowering his head.
"What's wrong, don't you like it or are you going to Singapore or Hong Kong?" tawar Arsha enthusiastic.
Ziva looked at his passport but it was not a feeling of pleasure that enveloped him but a feeling of sadness.
"Diva ...." He lowered his head and chose not to continue.
"What's wrong, honey, don't you want to go?" Arsha asked softly because she knew very well the look on his face looked unhappy.
"Where do you want to go?" timpale.
Ziva looked at Arsha's face for a while as his tongue seemed to be tired of expressing his desire for fear if her husband was angry.
"Will Brother be angry if we don't .. pe-go?" tanya Ziva is brick-styled.
"What!" Arsha looked at him full of disappointment, it felt his struggle in vain to prepare everything to give his wife a surprise when Arsha thought Ziva would be very happy but instead the opposite.
"It's best that you go to work and you go to college!" Arsha rose from her seat.The tone sounded so implying disappointment made Ziva feel guilty.Ziva immediately got up and hugged her husband's body from behind. Her tears poked along with her close embrace.
"Can we go back to Bandung?Ziva wants to make mom and dad happy all this time we've always been here?I want us to go back to our childhoods" said Ziva.
Hearing that Arsha immediately turned her body with a thin smile adorning the corner of her lips.Arsha nodded her head while peeping Ziva's forehead gently.
"Let's go now, then we can get home with mom." Arsha pulled her suitcase and took Ziva's hand to step foot out of her apartment.After locking the door her step swung towards the elevator and then down to the besment.
"Are you ready?" Arsha asked when the two were in the car.
When Ziva nodded his head the car drove away from the place. The 3 and a half hour trip will be taken to get to their destination.
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Arsha's car stalled right in a pretty wide yard. A middle-aged man came out of the house with a large book. The man is a confidant of Hermawan who has been working in the family since Arsha was a child.Arsha immediately got out of his car.
"Mang Heri" said Arsha.
"Den Shaka." Heri greeted back by throwing a faint smile.
Ziva who was still in the car immediately got out.
"Congratulations Den, have you heard that Shaka married Ziva?" heri asked, extending a congratulatory hand as soon as Arsha shook Heri's hand.
"Alhamdulilah Mang Heri, his soul mate is not far away." Arsha hugged Ziva's shoulder with a big smile showing her happiness.
"You have indeed predicted marriage someday and Mamang's prediction is right" said Heri.
The man continued his steps after quite satisfied talking and deliberately did not want to linger because he knew they must be tired.
"Have you arrived?" Arsha grabbed his wife's shoulder and stepped towards the open door.
"Assalamualaikum, Bu," said Arsha.
Both entered the house. There were steps approaching them.
