My husband is a Bodyguard

18. Sharing a Bed

Inside the room, Angga and Arisa were both so awkward as this was the first time for them to sleep in the same bed with the opposite sex other than family. Arisa only occasionally stole a glance at Angga who was sitting on the sofa. Likewise with Angga who pretends to be busy with his cellphone even though he also stole a look at Arisa on the edge of the bed.

" Would you like to when? " inner Angga because it can not stand the awkward atmosphere.

Angga turned off his phone and placed it on Arisa's study table.

" Go to bed, I'll sleep on the couch if you're not comfortable I'm sleeping in your bed" Angga told Arisa.

Hearing that Arisa immediately wavered, he felt a little uncomfortable but he also did not have the heart to let Angga sleep on the sofa.

" It's not like that, I'm just not used to sleeping in one bed with men" said Arisa lowered her head.

" But I want to share a bed with Mas Angga " continued Arisa.

The goose nodded her head.

After that, Arisa replaces her clothes with pajamas but she still wears a hijab on her head due to being embarrassed by Angga. Angga had changed his clothes with t-shirts and shorts because he did not carry pajamas in his bag.

Arisa climbed the bed first and then followed by Angga from the other side.

" Thank you for sharing my bed with me" Angga said after a long silence.

Arisa nodded her head.

" Can I ask for one thing not the same Mas Angga? " said Arisa to Angga.

" What? " ask Angga.

" Don't be so formal when you talk to me. I am Mas Angga's wife not Mas Angga's boss" Arisa said.

" Well, I'll try "Angga replied.

Angga always uses formal language, only Teno is not like that because he already considers Teno as his biological brother.

" Hmm, don't you want to take off that hijab while sleeping? I'm your husband and I deserve to see it, right? Take it off so you are more comfortable to sleep " said Angga when he saw Arisa still using her hijab.

" Yes, Mas Angga has the right to see it ", replied Arisa.

Arisa also opened the hijab attached to her head to show Arisa's long black hair unraveling. Angga did not even blink her eyes seeing Arisa not using the hijab for the first time.

Arisa just lowered her head feeling very embarrassed in front of Angga.

" She's getting prettier without her hijab" Angga said in his heart.

Angga immediately realized and he could see Arisa who kept her head down.

" Ahem, sleep. I won't touch you tonight " said Angga breaking the silence between them.

" Yes" answered Arisa.

Arisa lay her body against Angga because she was very embarrassed if she had to see the face of Angga.

" Oh my God, why am I so nervous " said Arisa in my heart.

While Angga who saw it also spread his body beside Arisa. He tilted his body to face Arisa's back who was behind him.

" I didn't expect now that I already had a wife and was currently sleeping one bed with her" Angga said in his heart.

" You haven't slept? " asked Angga when she saw Arisa keep moving.

" Be-lum Mas" replied Arisa getting nervous.

" If you can't sleep because of me, I just move on and sleep on the sofa" Angga said, not wanting Arisa to feel uncomfortable.

Hearing that, Arisa immediately flipped her body. " No, Mas Angga sleeps here. I just feel a little nervous " said Arisa honestly.

Angga smiled faintly hearing that moreover he saw the sweat that soaked Arisa's forehead. It was possible that Arisa was too nervous to sweat like that.

" Be calm, I'm your husband. Maybe after this we will continue to share the bed so you have to get used to it from now on" Angga told Arisa.

" Yes Mas" replied Arisa trying to calm down and not be nervous anymore.

" Now sleep" said Angga.

Arisa nodded her head then started to close her eyes.

It did not take long to hear the sound of regular breathing that indicates if Arisa had fallen asleep.

" I was forced and didn't want to get married at first, but it was only one day we got married that I didn't feel that bad. Moreover, I get a wife like you who I believe is a good woman" said Angga slowly looking at the beautiful face of Arisa who had fallen asleep with a slumber.

After that, Angga followed Arisa went to dreamland with a facing position.

***

Arisa felt her sleep was very good and she opened her eyes slowly. But a second later he rounded his eyes when he saw Angga who was fast asleep in front of him. Arisa shut her mouth so as not to scream and wake the people of the house.

" Athaghfirullahalazimhausen. Why can I forget that I'm the same Mas Angga got married yesterday? " the mumbling of Arisa who just remembered him.

Arisa sees a new wall clock showing at two in the morning. Arisa is used to waking up at that hour for tahajud prayers. Because it is accustomed, even though he will not do tahajud prayer he will still wake up.

Then Arisa wanted to sit her body but she felt that something was piercing her stomach. Arisa lowered her head and she saw the hand of Angga who was hugging her.

Deg deg.

For whatever sake Arisa's heart is already discounted at this time. She is very nervous when hugged someone even though it is her own husband. Arisa tries to get rid of Angga's hand slowly so as not to disturb her sleep. But suddenly Angga even more tightened the hug until Arisa stuck to the chest of the field Angga.

" Em" muttered Angga in his sleep.

" Oh, how is this? " inner Arisa panicked.

Arisa tries again to let go of Angga's embrace but Angga hugs her even more tightly.

" No papa if hugged my own husband, but my heart is how " muttered Arisa.

Arisa also tried to control herself because it could not escape from Angga, which there Angga will wake up later. Until a long time Arisa was sleepy again and sleep in the arms of Angga. A hug that he thought provided protection and comfort in addition to the embrace of his father and brother.

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