MARRIED

Debutants

"Why pout? I think it's badmood again" Arga asked Nisa shortly after Nisa got into the car.

"Gapapa" answered Nisa a little sniffling while wearing a seatbelt.

"You always say gapapa, how do I know why again"

Nisa turned her eyes out the window.

"You still like to be like that, which means you still ngangpep me someone else. Not a special person to you"

Nisa looked up and looked at Arga. "Have you ever noticed?"

"meaning?" Arga confirmed his sitting position slightly towards Nisa.

"I told you a long time ago, even dares to nyium before we officially hooked up. But you ended up shooting me because I told you about the other teachers who showed me. Now I'm pouting because you forced me to come to Widya's application and you're still asking why?"

"Ooohhh... So you want to apply too?" reply Arga relax.

"You don't have to finally call me because you have to"

"Oh Allah, Nis. There are many things to think about, because marriage is not only fitting and the recipe is doang. But the lives of both of us after that meeting and reception"

"Continue?"

"Certainly? Yeah I don't want us to get married on a whim because the others are in marriage or because we're talking about marriage"

Nisa is still silent, her eyes straight ahead staring at the yard of her house because Arga's car had not moved from her yard.

"You don't want to come to Widya's show, you should have said so. No need to keep going so gini. You can come down and don't come with me there, I can go alone"

Nisa glanced towards Arga. "You are that anyway"

"I don't want you to go there and will continue to frown throughout the event, it runs out further mediemin me because I never apply" replied Arga while replying to a message on his cellphone.

Nisa sighed, her face looked frowning because of Arga's words. Not to mention Arga said it without even looking at him. Women, it's always been like that. Asked why he answered 'gapapa', but once ignored his anger even more.

Arga turned to look at Nisa, then his left hand rubbed Nisa's hair slowly. I hope that her boyfriend is no longer angry with her.

"Marriage is not easy, Nis. The deal is for a lifetime. I also have to prepare everything, so that later I can be happy and give all your needs"

"What am I gonna ask for?" ask Nisa slowly.

Arga smiled, then his hand moved to grab Nisa's hand and hold it. "We don't know what our married life will be like, I just want to do it all when I'm really ready. I think I finally shot you, yeah that's because I've been able to open up and provide a place in my heart for you"

"Old dong" Nisa again scowled.

"Do you really want a wedding?"

Nisa fell silent, she just glanced sharply at Arga.

"If you and Salma have time, ask Salma about marriage. Let's see what marriage looks like, don't just look at the sweet things"

Nisa nodded, confirming Arga's request.

"So you want to come to Widya Ga?"

Nisa nodded back. He still remained down, embarrassed to have forced his relationship with Arga.

"Here" said Arga as she stretched out her arms.

Arga stroked Nisa's hair. "Everything will have its time, Nis. You don't have to worry"

Nisa nodded, as if reluctant to let go of her embrace of Arga.

"When do we keep going, when do we leave? It's not good that suddenly the car window is tapped on your mom, right?"

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Salma had just arrived at Widya's house, Widya's family members had gathered and welcomed her. Salma who carried Rayyan immediately entered Widya's room.

"Hi, aunty" Salma said as she opened Widya's room door while waving Rayyan's tiny hand towards Widya.

"Rayyaaaaannn!" widya exclaimed as she turned to look at him. "Iiihhh, aunty is very much like you" Widya said while kissing Rayyan's hands.

"Well, have I ever missed one?" ask Salma.

"Ahhh already my boss is the same lo" Widya replied while hugging Salma.

"Where is Mas Adit?"

"Out, I was talking to your dad. Deg-degan huh?"

Widya nods.

"This is a new application, if you fit more deg-deg ser"

"It's all a pitter, Sal"

"Elo there can still be time to get ready, Wid. How did I get it first? Suddenly sodorized prospective husband, finished marriage graduation. As if you knew Taufik, you knew how he was. You're shocked because there's no time to date the same Taufik, you know the proposal right?"

Widya nods. "Gue didn't expect to be fooling around with him" he replied, chuckling.

"Laahhhh, you yourself agreed Taufik's proposal. Now even start your own decision"

"You know, still like a dream, you know? Rayyan.. aunty jerky yuk, let aunty ga deg-degan mulu"

Salma handed Rayyan to Widya, then the door to the room opened again featuring the figure of Arga and Nisa who had just arrived.

"Rayyaaaannnn.. iihhhh very handsome you are!" exclaiming Nisa while approaching Rayyan who carried Widya.

"Since there was Rayyan like I forgot the same. Mama Papa I if that phone is asked also Rayyan" snorted Salma.

"Hahahahaha.. ga funny dong if we meet constantly nanyain elo 'ehhh, Salma already can what? Eat a lot ga?', old baby dong lo" replied Arga while ruining Salma's hair slowly.

"Arga! so messy about my hair" said Salma annoyed while hitting Arga's hand.

"Rayyan can be handsome? What were you craving, Sal?" exclaim Nisa.

"Do not crave me mah, lo.liat aja own face father Rayyan how do"

"Cih, very narcissistic mama tuh" said Widya. "But aunty must continue to be patient, especially later aunty same mama will be besanan. Later you marry aunty child yes" Widya told Rayyan.

"Honey, Rayyan wants to marry my son I know" Nisa serobot quickly.

"Kalo Rayyan is the same child, the distance of age is far away. If my son is the same distance right" Widya replied.

"Woi, there's a mother here that you can grab Rayyan without my consent" Salma again grabbed Rayyan in her arms. "Gue don't want to make it with you guys, ribet!" canda Salma while walking out of Widya's room.