Meet Up the Match

Part 30#Aira's House

The difference in behavior then and now is really a re-question. Why did Aira change? It was as if the girl's world only existed inside the cell phone. The mind wanders toward no man. Is it all just his feelings or does he not understand who his wife is?

The forty-five-minute journey ended when the car entered the courtyard of a modern two-storey mansion with wall colors like rainbow paintings blending the beautiful skyline above. A house with a small garden on the corner becomes its own beauty.

The two brothers who had gone down first only fell silent staring at the building in front of them, while Danish took out an item to be able to move everything without waiting to be ordered. Aira saved her phone, then came down.

"Ekhem!" dehem Aira made Arkha and Arsha's daydreams fall away.

How not to get stunned? When the eyes get presented a beautiful art to look at. The house really looks alive as if the design is pouring flavor into each of its foundations. But the footsteps of Aira who was away made the two men run small following.

The three of them entered together and were greeted by several servants. In addition to Arkha and Arsha, Aira himself had only first entered his home. Eye gazes trace every corner of the house. All looks neat, let alone a lot of decoration in front of the window and wall hangings in the form of natural paintings.

"Good day, Mom. Everything is ready. Is there anything I can help you with, Mom?" report the waiter named Lilis but called Bi Lis.

I don't want to add a question mark. He chose to do something first, "Please take Mr. Arkha to my room and Arsha to the other room. Have all the items been delivered to each room?"

"Already, Mom. Mr. Danish said something to your request." Bi Lis replied with certainty making Aira nod in understanding.

Looking to the side, her eyes looked at her husband's handsome face. "Arkha, she is Bi Lilis and is called Bi Lis. He who arranged all the needs and became the butler of this house only Bi Lis could not speak English. Then if you want something to tell me or Danish."

"You can follow him to find each room." Aira continued with a simple explanation so as not to become a branching mind.

Arsha who wants a break chooses to follow the request of her sister-in-law while Arkha actually pulled the body of Aira to fall into her arms. Close embrace without leaving distance. "Now tell me everything."

"Come, let's just go to the room. All your questions will get the answers there." invite her to make Arkha let go of the hug. The man resigned when invited to move to a room he had never occupied.

All because the house was just completed about two weeks before the wedding day. Given the short time, Aira decided to enjoy time at the parents' house but asked Danish to find a reliable worker to take care of her home.

Actually the girl wanted to give her parents a surprise but the marriage just happened so that it made her postpone telling both parents about her new home. Before things get any further, he wants Arkha to know a busy life that could be a communication difficulty between the two of them.

Footsteps halted for a moment, then raised the hand holding the rotated door knob. Then pushed forward. The first sight is a spacious room with a special design welcoming both. A king size bed facing the window. Where in front there is a balcony deliberately decorated with several ornamental plants.

Wooden swings are also one of the items required by Aira as a place to relax while on the balcony. While in front of the bed was a long sofa with a glass table. Do not forget a bathroom that is united with the dressing room.

The rooms are also decorated with many crystal-like hangers. The pink curtained window blends in the bright sky blue but in rooms that do not have a closet by the bed it is increasingly visible. The room has the art of beauty like the dream of Aira. A smile graced the face of the owner of the room.

He took Arkha's hand, then walked up to the front sofa of the half-open glass balcony. The two sat next to each other, "My Rain, this house is mine. I deliberately built a house in accordance with the dream that I had hoped for. All desires are realized because this house because of all the work that is done then the house can become a reality."

"To be honest, I want my parents to live here, too. But the new construction was completed a while ago and we got married too. So all plans were cancelled but now I'm making you stay here with me. Well of course all this is because I don't want to stay too long in a hotel. I hope you don't mind living in a new house that still looks foreign." Aira concluded, making Arkha pensive for a moment.

Now Arkha understands that a beautiful house with high artistic value belongs to his wife. The comparison of the parents' house is very different. Of course it's surprising, "Is this really your home, Aira?"

One question is quite the beginning of certainty. Without wanting to explain further. Aira got up from her seat, the girl walked over to a painting. Then lower it until it looks like an iron safe. Without waiting long to enter the password, then open the safe only to take some documents ownership of the building that is indeed in his name.

Documents submitted to Arkha. Let her husband examine her without hearing a word from her lips. Waiting for the husband to read the documents. Aira chose to enjoy the results of her hard work which thank God can be her own pride until the document is placed on the table.

Arkha looked at the woman with an untranslatable look. "May I ask you something, Aira?" Nodding the head of the wife makes her not know to ask sensitive questions. "Who are you really? Before this, I had no idea how busy an Aira's life was."

"Honestly, I never thought you had such a busy life because all this time it's always been time for our relationship and now all of a sudden you have a home. I know to build a house as luxurious as this cost is not small. How did you make all this happen?" arkha asked to end her heart.

"You will know everything because I am not busy in front of you but for my life. Not once was there any intention to make you feel like I had a much busier activity than you. Everything can be controlled without ignoring the people we care about.

"About this job and this house, it's all just the result of hard work. So my work God willing is enough to make all my dreams come true. Are there any more questions, honey?" ask her because today will give all the answers to the doubts seen from the eyes of the husband.

"Tell me what your job is because after everything you say. Surely the work taken is not as simple as you describe."

Aira reached out with a hand inviting Arkha to go with her. The sound of footsteps left the room. The two walked down the marble floor in silence until they reached a glass room. Once opened looks office workspace with a large size.

A room filled with bookshelves, and work file files. Near the entrance was a sofa set equipped with a glass table. While in the middle of the room jutting to the back of a large wooden table with a reclined work chair adds to the impression of a work room to be fitting. On the table was a laptop and some neatly stacked files.

"This? Your workspace, right?" just ask to be sure. Aira could not help but show her anything she wanted to know.

Without coercion Aira explained what the work that became the center of earning a living did not even want to hide about the business he was in. Now in front of a career woman, Arkha can only listen because his wife looks much different. A clear leadership aura can subdue the interlocutor without having to waste energy.

Instantly feeling guilty for all his possessive attitudes. How does Aira manage time? He really regrets because during LDR contact it is more often sulking just because of trivial things, while in real life his lover must rack his brain just to keep everything good. Well, be aware of the high ego.

He hugged Aira from behind while immersing a warm kiss. "Pardon my often demanding habits and actions without thinking about the consequences. If I know that busyness is more than my busyness, maybe my ego can be held back but really you teach the meaning of complementing. May I learn to understand you as you understand me."

"No problem, Rain. We have different personalities. Stay yourself because that's you. I have always loved you unconditionally, My hubby Arkha Khan." Aira's heartfelt reply made Arkha's embrace tighter with whispers of love that warmed the hearts of both.

After getting all the answers to his questions. Aira invites Arkha to go around the house with small talk full of laughter. Although actually Aira himself has come several times but only for work and will always go home to the parents' house in the afternoon.

Both stop at the park to enjoy the fresh scenery and natural until the arrival of Arsha complements their togetherness. The third seemed engrossed with random chatter accompanied by fresh drinks and warm snacks delivered Bi Lis.

Where the waiter also tells that lunch is ready and just waiting for everyone to gather. "Please call Danish to come eat together. Tell him to leave work first and eat with us."

"Good, Mom. Excuse me," said Bi Lis lowered her gaze, then went away from her master's family.

Aira got up from her seat, "Come, we have lunch together. Bi Lis had finished cooking. So we have to eat now."

Footsteps back down the courtyard with the half-open high wooden door. They walked to the dining room, where there was a long wooden table and enough to accommodate six chairs. While the table is filled with a complete food menu accompanied by three kinds of drinks.

Aira purposely asked Bi Lis for special cooking today as a form of welcoming the new family. He pulled out one of the main seats, then guided Arkha to sit in the chair. "You are a husband and head of the household. Your place is here."

"As you wish, Aira" answered Arkha according, while Arsha sat in the left seat. Aira sat on the right.

The Danish who had just come directly sat next to Arsha. He knows where he is and will not cross the line. After everyone sat down. Aira performs the duties of a wife by serving the needs of her husband first. However, Arsha and Danish chose to eat their own food.

Lunch was solemn even from the beginning. Danish felt a bit uncomfortable because it was noticed by Arkha even until the meal session ended. The boss' husband still stole a glance at him. He knew the man had questions as a fellow man.

"Rain, stop looking at Danish like that. He will not kidnap me from you." said Aira without distracting her from the glass in her right hand. He was also aware of the tense situation between the gazes of two foreign men who were nearby.

Arkha let out a long sigh, "Who is he and why is he here with us? Is this not your house."

The question cornered Danish but He could what? Aira would not give permission to answer because the boss would only act in his own way. In addition to waiting for the truth, it would be better to pretend not to hear anything.