My Life (Married Young)
Section 8
ARsya POV
Hii every body, I would have known this is the same as this handsome Arsya babang.😁
okay, let's get to the point.
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Arsya Widiansyahputra, my full name, I am the only child of Andre widiansyah and Maya Sari.
I was married about 5 months ago to a woman named Raisa Salsabila who is under two years younger than me, although she was young, her attitude was much more mature than mine, which in fact was her husband.
He was my junior in one of the High School in Surabaya, We once lived in one area, but unfortunately when I graduated from High School mama and papa decided to move to Jakarta, for their business reasons.
Raisa who is still in class 2 of High School, did not know that I was the upperclassman who had been looking for attention from her first.
He was a cheerful person but unfortunately his people were a bit fierce, once when me and my friends walked in a hurry in the school corridor suddenly accidentally I hit him, spontaneously the books he brought fell on the floor, at that time my friends and I were in a hurry because they had to deposit shipping to the famous history teacher Bu Nani killer.
Without feeling guilty I passed from before him, and ignored his screams, but one word I heard,
" Sister Class has no brain, no manners, instead of apologizing, uh even nyelonong so aja, he thinks himself cute, people face like a wall so kok songong." meaning while taking the books scattered on the floor.
I also did not pay attention to his screams, what I have in mind now is how I should be able to deposit the shipment well and smoothly in front of Buk Nani.
After a few years passed, I accidentally met the girl again, the girl I had hit in front of the school corridor at that time.
I intended to approach him, but suddenly there was a man who came to him, I also saw it immediately passed from the place.
After that incident, I was reunited with the girl, the girl who had started High School had made me curious about her.
I who was sitting while enjoying a cup of cappucino was surprised because accidentally the girl hit me, as a result of the drink she brought also spilled on my clothes.
"i'm sorry, I didn't mean it" the girl said, lowering her head.
"it's okay, next time be careful" I said briefly.
He also raised his head while looking at me, at once he was surprised and immediately stared intently at me.
"you, you were the one who hit me at the school, right? continue without guilt you passed that way, instead of apologizing first to the stale cake cake, play pull I still remember very well if that person is you" said the girl regrettably.
"i'm sorry, I was not on purpose, anyways I was in a hurry, again sorry yes" I replied with a faint smile.
" yeah I'm sorry, as a sign of apology, you have to treat me how to eat?" the hijab-wearing navy girl.
This is looking for opportunities in narrowness, duh apes there is - there is a child, my mind is upset.
"okay fine, you can order anything you want, but remember not much, you think I'm your ATM machine what?" answer me while I am tickling.
He also just smiled sweetly in response to my words, and his smile was already making opium for me, the sweeter you are.
It did not feel starting from there our closeness, the more days our relationship was getting closer, until 4 months had the meeting, I decided to ask her as my wife, I also decided to ask her as my wife, yes, although I know he is only 21 years old and I am 23 years old, but with this determination and good intentions I also came to his house and asked him kindly to both parents, and thank God it turns out my good intentions were well received by the Raisa family, and even we will get married in the near future.
