Last Mate

8. Wind Gusts

Time passes so fast. Today is exactly where Akhtar will keep his promise to Arumi. Yes, today Akhtar will officially make his Arumi. But this is not like marriage in general. Because there was no blue tent installed, there were not many guests who came and no fancy food was served.

The marriage process is simple. Only a guardian, guardian and several witnesses were present. If noticed, like nothing happened in Arumi's house. Because after the completion of the marriage contract all disperse just like that.

Arumi was deliberately asking for a simple marriage, just with a marriage contract and finished. There is no wedding reception, because Arumi is still traumatized if she remembers.

As close friends, of course Beno and Dania came to witness Akhtar's marriage. Akhtar's parents were unable to attend, as they lived abroad.

"I'm not going to be dramatic about Akhtar's wedding." whispered Dania to Beno.

The pair of lovers, were currently sitting in the guest room. Accompany some cakes on the table as well as warm tea that was made by Arumi's mother.

"Not dramatic, Beib. But simple." replied Beno.

"Hmmppt-br. Be careful if you dare to marry me this aside, I will run away that very second."

"Lho, how do you fuck me?"

"That's not a threat but a warning."

"OKAY. Let me make our party rame. Seven days and seven nights, how's it going?"

"OKAY. But the first day can be me, if the other day you're alone."

"Lho, what is it? We are both brides. I can't do it, don't."

"What are you talking about?" tanya Akhtar who heard a little debate between the lovers.

"Nothing, just discuss the problem in the cafe. Yeah, no, Beib?" sahut Dania lied.

"Aah, yes. Hehe. Oh yeah, where's your wife?"

"In dalem."

"Akhtar, are you serious about this marriage?" ask Dania suddenly.

"What the hell, Beib. Your question is not of great quality." not Akhtar who answers but Beno.

Akhtar sighed for a moment. "Seriously, Dania. The proof is that I married him." said Akhtar.

"Yes, don't be so-called"

Dania did not have time to finish her sentence, then interrupted by Beno. "Udah, no. Akhtar is also married so don't talk about it anymore."

Arumi came out from inside. Approaching Akhtar timidly then sitting next to him. "Arumi, this is my best friend. Her name is Beno and Dania."

Arumi smiled at the two. Then he introduced himself, as did Beno and Dania. They greeted each other and introduced themselves, although Akhtar had previously introduced him.

After a long chat, Beno and Dania said goodbye. Arumi returns to her room and is followed by Akhtar. Silence, there was no sound between the two. A few moments later Arumi made a sound.

"I'm sorry" said Arumi

"Huh? Sorry for what?"

"I'm sorry for making Mas Akhtar marry Arumi. Arumi shouldn't be selfish."

"Mas Akhtar didn't get married to Arumi?"

Whether or not he's booked, Akhtar just hopes his choice is the right one. "No."

Akhtar hugged Arumi. Because this was his choice, Akhtar could only try to be a good husband to the woman in his arms.

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Sunlight enters freely through the blemish of the curtain. The dazzling bright spot teased the man who was still busy with his sleep. For a few days he could not sleep well and now his sleep even had to be disturbed again with sunlight.

Upset, but he woke up soon. But he was surprised to find himself not in his own room. He looked around, finally he remembered something when he found a figure of a beautiful and sweet woman who was smiling. Then he immediately got up and cleaned himself up.

In the kitchen, Arumi and her mother had just finished preparing breakfast. Ningrum Arumi's mother, happy to have her son back to the way he was. Arumi's condition has also been seen to have really improved, what else after she got married. But baby, less smile like before.

"Let mother do it, you call your husband for breakfast" Ningrum said.

"It's just a little kok ma'am, dikerjain for a while also sorted out."

"Udah let mother. Call your husband quickly."

Because his mother insisted on continuing, Arumi finally could only obey. He returned to his room, but there he did not find Akhtar. "Well, maybe take a shower" Arumi thought.

Arumi chose to tidy up the bed that looks tangled. Before long he heard the sound of the bathroom door being opened. She looked at him and sure enough, she found her husband standing there drying his hair with a towel. Handsome, a word that now exists in Arumi's mind when she sees her husband.

Akhtar cleared his throat when he saw her. "Well, I'm done showering. Mom told us to have breakfast." said Arumi.

"Yes" said Akhtar, hanging a towel behind the door.

Arumi immediately grabbed the towel that Akhtar had been wearing earlier, before he was hanged. "It's wet, don't hang it immediately later. In the sun first let it dry." said Arumi. Akhtar just complied. After that, Arumi takes Akhtar to the dining room for breakfast.

"Come, breakfast first." Ningrum asked when he saw the child and his daughter-in-law walking towards him who was at the dining table.

Arumi with her claws served her husband by taking his food. Akhtar, who used to do things by himself, was moved by Arumi's actions. What warmth is there from his new family. Although they only live together and simple, but they look happy.

"Mom, I've talked to Arumi before and we've decided this together. I'm going to get Arumi to move out of here" Akhtar said.

"Well, you guys are moving. If it's her decision, I can't stop it either."

"Mother don't worry, Arumi will often look at you. The reason why Akhtar did not move is because it is close to his workplace and if from here it is too far away" explained Arumi

"Mom understands baby. You're married so you're your husband's responsibility. Mom is okay. I just hope that you can be a good wife to Akhtar and always be happy."

"Yes, Mom. Thank you for understanding us."

Actually Ningrum had expected that and wanted to refuse as well, but he had no right to it because his son now had a family. As long as Arumi could be happy whatever it was Ningrum would do, even though she had to part ways.

"I will also take good care of Arumi. Mother, don't worry. We will often visit and mothers can also visit our place" said Akhtar.

"Mother feels happy and calm if Akhtar's son has spoken so. Ah, let's continue with the breakfast. We'll talk about that again."

Ningrum did not want to shed the tears that had been held back since, in front of his son. They also do breakfast while telling stories lightly. It was all warm with that little family.

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