
Three months later ...
I opened my eyes and looked at the window of my apartment. From the gap of the curtain that was slightly opened, I saw sunlight entering through the gap. I blinked my eyes a few times before finally pulling my body and forcing it to rise.
Srekk .. I opened the window curtain in my apartment, opened the glass door and then let the morning breeze into my apartment. Wush ... The morning wind was a little wind because it mixed with the cold last night. On the border between the glass door and the balcony, I sat there and leaned to the side of the door. I looked up at the sky and waited until the sun began to fully reveal itself and greet all humans today.
Drrrt ....
Ting ....
Drrrt ....
Ting ....
My phone was unceasingly vibrating due to the incoming call and received the incoming message after it stopped vibrating. I don't know who called me this morning, but I think I know who they are: maybe Arata, maybe Arata's mom and maybe Warda. I think of those three people, one of them must be right.
I leaned my head against the door beside me and let the soothing morning breeze blow across my face. I recall the incident three months ago where Arata discussed the child with suspicion while playing with Auriga.
“The one who is not doing well is the guy there. He seems to have been impatiently waiting for you, Asha.” I remember Warda smiling as she looked at Arata when she said that line.
“You want to get married, Arata?” At that time .. I who knew that I could no longer avoid Arata's questions and innuendo, finally asked Arata a question.
“Sure, Author. Marrying you is one of the few hopes I ask God for every day.” I remember Arata answering my question with a happy face as if what he expected, what he asked God all this time will soon be answered.
“You remember my promise before the mess on the day the movie Love Like Ectasy aired??”
“Sure I remember it, Author. Even everything about you, I can never forget, Author.”
“Today ... Warda as a witness, I will answer your question at that time, Arata.”
I remember well Arata and Warda's facial expressions as they instantly turned serious and made me feel a little depressed because of their eyes waiting for my words.
“Your application at that time, I accept, Arata. We can get married.” That moment ... I remember Arata running straight towards me with Auriga on his lap.
“Author won't change his mind right?”
“Yes, I won't change my mind. Therefore, I say Warda as a witness.”
“Good then, Author. We get married next month.”
Hearing Arata's words, I and Warda immediately gawked in surprise and disbelief.
“You want to get married next month, Mr Arata? Did I not hear wrong?”
“What's wrong with next month?? The faster the better.” I remember Arata answering that question as if marriage was an easy thing for him. I felt that the problems Arata had with his family did not leave a bad impression on him in building his own family.
After a few minutes of thought, I gave an answer to Arata's earlier remark. And I remember that answer really got Arata knocked over. “If you want to get married next month, then please find another bride. I can't get married next month. For me it's too soon and there's still something I have to finish before I get married.”
“Authorrrr!!!! You canceled your words???”
“No, I didn't cancel. It's just that if next month you want to get married, I'll step down and allow you to marry another woman. Anyway ... For you-the actor exposed, finding a bride within a month is an easy thing. Your fans will be lined up to register her as your wife, Arata.”
“I won't marry another woman, except with Author! Point.”
“Then ... we get married in three months, you agree?”
I remember how the annoyed face of Arata was half dead from having no other choice but to accept my request. After all who will be able to get married within a month when all things are not prepared at all? Maybe someone else will be able to remember how Arata and his family have a lot of things, but I don't. Moreover, I have no one else as my family who will help me take care of my marriage.
I remember the annoyed Arata looking at Auriga with a wry smile while answering my question. “Look at this, Auriga! This handsome uncle of yours is being ganged up on by two women. One woman is your mother and the other woman is your appointment. Uncle who wants to get married next month is forced to wait three more months, because Uncle loves your daughter too much. This is a lesson for you, Auriga. Remember this, son!!! Your uncle didn't lose, but your uncle relented because he was too in love with your daughter. Later ... You will too, Auriiga.”
Hearing Arata's annoyed nagging that was vented at Auriga, it can only make me and Warda laugh out loud because they see the adorable side of Arata that I have never seen before.
After the deal was made, Warda pulled me to the balcony in my apartment and asked me important questions. Warda let Auriga and Arata play together and used it to take me to the balcony.
“I'm surprised Arata asked you to get married within a month. But for Arata and his family a month is not impossible, Asha. So ... Why postpone it for only three months? Isn't that just as close?”
I smiled at Warda's question. “There's something I need to finish before I get married and I need your help to get it done, Warda.”
“What can I help you with? And what do you have to finish, Asha?” Warda asked with sparkling eyes as she suddenly felt that what I was about to say to her was something interesting.
“Novel seventh. I want to finish it in a month. Then I want to publish it on my wedding day. Can we do it, Warda??”
Warda furrowed his brows a sign that his mind was confused. “Why should it be that day?”
From where I stood, I looked towards Arata who was sitting playing together with Auriga. I saw Arata's happy little laugh playing together with Auriga. Seeing Arata laughing happily, I imagined a small shadow where Arata would play with his own son or daughter in the future. Arata's face will definitely look happier from now on.
I brought my face closer to Warda and then whispered to her. “Gift for Arata. I want the seventh novel I made as my wedding gift to Arata. Can I do it?”
Warda smiled after hearing my whisper. “Because my best friend is asking me for help, of course I have to help him. We can definitely do it, Asha.”
“Thank you.”
“Then ... what will you write? Have you decided on the title??”
I glanced at Warda, smiled at him and whispered to him.