Not Love But Married

Specialty Shirt

The day has changed night, sparkling bright lights in the park, further beautifying the atmosphere of the garden behind the house of mama Hanum which is still a little crowded because some close families still gather while enjoying a barbeque party. Including Mr. Mother, Andra and some families who came from Jogja also still joined mama Hanum's family.

Now Isya's time has passed, and Rania has changed her clothes with a robe that was bought by Mama Hanum at that time. A long, very smooth silk, light beige and decorated swarovski stone beads around his waist. The clothes he had chosen at the time were because Hanum's mother asked him to choose the clothes he said he would give to his daughter, but it turned out that these clothes were given as gifts to him, he said, because Rania was already willing to accompany mama Hanum that day.

Rania circulated her gaze throughout the room she now wore for Isya prayer and changed into clothes, this was Arsha's room, her own husband. Room with shades of gray typical of men, with an area that is almost the same as the area of his house. There is a king-size bed in the middle of the room, and just next to a very wide glass window there is a sofa that can be sized for adults to sleep. The bathroom is also super large, which is directly connected to the walk in closet containing Arsha's clothes, shoes and all accessories.

It was Hanum's own mother who asked Rania to use Arsha's room because she was officially his wife. Actually Rania is still awkward, but mama Hanum still forced on the grounds that the room that was used by Rania for makeup has been used by families who came from Bandung.

Rania sighed softly staring at the reflection of herself reflected in the one in front of her. Seeing all the luxuries of Arsha's house, Rania suddenly felt like a dwarf playing in the magnificent royal palace. 'Like a palace', Rania remembered Andra's innocent speech when this afternoon just arrived at this house, as well as her family, they continued to amazed and did not think that Arsha's house was this big.

'Rania's spirit, Bismillah.', Rania's mind is trying to encourage itself.

*

"Well.., here comes the bride!", greet mama Hanum when she sees Rania entering the garden area. Rania smiled kindly, circulating her gaze to all the families that were still gathered. His gaze stopped on Arsha and Andra who were busy roasting meat in the corner of the park, 'As if they're', Andra looked so excited to hold the meat claw despite fear of approaching the grill pan in front of him.

"Here baby."

"Yes, Ma. ", Rania walked over to Hanum's mother who was sitting next to Cantika and her husband.

"Son, how would you like to be the same old bachelor?", point Cantika to Arsha.

"Ish... here's the kid! Udah Rania, they are indeed to meet always fight, mama until dizzy to squirm. ", mama Hanum brushed off Cantika's finger.

"Ihhh mommy, right, Arsha's really an old bachelor."

"Now your brother is married, he is no longer single. "

"Sister Rania, aren't you afraid of Arsha?".

Rania looked at Cantika not understanding, 'fear.. ?'.

"A... !"

"Auuww. mommy, sick... ", Cantika held her ear that was just picked up by mama Hanum.

Rania smiled at the closeness of mama Hanum and her son.

"Rania, don't hear Cantika's talk. "

"Mother.!", Rania turned to the sound of a bell shouting loudly to call him, who else if not Andra.

"Be careful, Andra... Do not run. ", said Rania prepared to catch Andra who was running small approaching her, followed by Arsha who followed her from behind while carrying a plate containing meat that is still billowing smoke.

"Mother, Andra masakin Mother of the flesh is very good."

"Alhamdulillah, thank you dear.", Rania confirmed the position of Andra who was already on his lap.

"Cock Gemma is not loved?", protested mama Hanum to Andra.

"The cooking is many, for Gemma is also there."

"Who's it made?", Cantika put her lips in front of Andra. Austerity is a special Andra call for Cantika, short for 'Beautiful Aunt'.

"Daddy, Tantik can eat too?"

"Come on a pretty!"

"Hhmmpp.!!!", Cantika glared as Arsha stuffed the meat with a large cut directly with the claw of meat he still held.

"Arsha... ! ", mama Hanum directly hit Arsha's arm hard.

"Mommy.", Cantika whines with her mouth full of flesh inside.

"Picture funny... ", Rania immediately smothered Andra's mouth with her right hand.

"Youngpam... Andra ngetawain Tantik.", Cantika pretended to cry while hugging Hanum's mother.

"Udah ahh! Mama's dizzy looking at you two. Let's eat Rania barbeque meat made by Andra."

"Let's get Mother, eat her meat."

Rania grabbed a fork over the plate, took a small piece of meat and ate it

"Mmm.. it's delicious.", Andra smiled happily.

"Oohh, Andra masakin specifically for Mother yaaa?." said mama Hanum with a happy smile.

"Yes, Gemma. Said daddy, Mother is stingy if you eat, so you have to eat a lot of meat so as not to be thin and. hepp.", Rania immediately smothers Andra's mouth again, then a sharp glance towards Arsha who was pretending to take her eyes off. Cantika immediately laughed out loud hearing Andra's very innocent babble.

"Sak Rania, be careful you know, later Andra ketangkangan playing victim plus body shaming rich brother Arsha."

"Astaghfirullah. don't dong Cantika. ", said Rania quickly.

'Place!'

"Auuww. Arsha's sister was sick.", Cantika held her forehead which Arsha struck with a meat seal.

"That's why don't you just say it!."

"Iihhhh. This is the two children, come on Rania Andra, we stay only daddy same Tantik, let's fight until satisfied. We go to Eyang aja yuk there.", mama Hanum immediately pulled Andra's hand which was still in Rania's lap.

"Eehhhh really go, Andra don't leave Tantik dong..."

"You did, ", Arsha snapped at Cantika.

Cantika stuck out her tongue at Arsha with a soft face mimic.

*

Rania was silent in the bathroom that was still in the key from the inside, almost an hour she was in the bathroom with a feeling of uncertainty and a racing heart. I don't know what Rania has to do now, confused and scared if she comes out of Arsha's bathroom apartment.

The Flashback

"Arsha, take Rania to your apartment now, your room will be used by your mom to sleep sir, sorry if you have to stay at the hotel."

"Mom's... "

"Sstttt. Mama is ready to change clothes for Rania in the car. And mama also filled the refrigerator with the same toiletries for Rania, anyway all is done, you just use it."

Arsha looked at Mama Hanum suspiciously, there must be a plan that mama Hanum hid from her.

"How will Andra continue, mom?", asked Arsha worried that Andra will look for Rania.

"Andra said, want bobo with mom, he asked in the fairy tale with mom. Rania, you don't have to worry, Andra is safe with mom. You go to Arsha's apartment.. "

Rania fell silent, 'to Arsha's apartment?, just the two of you? 'Mother 's... Huuaaa.', it feels like running back home right now.

"There, you have been waiting for Joko sir in front. Mama wants to nemenin Andra first in the room, she's tired and sleepy."

Mama Hanum pushes Arsha and Rania on the back with both hands until they both get out of the house and stop right next to Arsha's car.

"Met malem mbak Rania, Mr. Arsha.. Congratulations mom, sir, for the wedding, may it last and be happy momongan.", welcome Mr. Joko friendly who was only answered with a confused look from the newlyweds.

"Sir Joko, take them to the apartment, already lazy, pity Rania was tired, kepengin break."

"Ma, Rania wants to grab a shirt for a second."

"Eehhhh. You guys are leaving now, everything is ready.", mama pushed Rania back into the car whose door was opened wide by Mr. Joko.

"Arsha! Come on in, why so bengong!", mama hit Arsha's arm hard when she knew her son was still standing next to the car.

Arsha rushed into the car, sitting awkwardly next to Rania. Mr. Joko immediately followed the seat of his steering wheel, glancing at the two men in the back, 'Now the seat is still far away, tomorrow must have been tacky like a stamp', inner Pak Joko while smiling amusedly looked at the pair of newlyweds who looked equally awkward.

Flashback Off

'Tok tok tok... '

"Rania, are you still inside?"

Rania awakens from her daydream, spontaneously holding tightly onto the 'v' collar without buttons on the bathrobe she is wearing.

"Rania... "

"I.iya in a moment."

"I put the clothes in the next room."

"I.iya.", said Rania with a stutter, then his ears look out on the bathroom door and sound Arsha steps that seemed to walk out of the room. Rania opened the bathroom door slowly, peeking out from the gap of the door that had opened a little, it turned out to be true, Arsha had already come out of the room. Rania straightened her body back up, then exhaled her breath in relief while holding her chest that was still pounding fast. With a quick step Rania went straight into the next room, which is the walk in closet space owned by Arsha in this apartment, and immediately locked it with two rounds. Rania saw a paper bag on a glass table containing various ties, belts and watches belonging to Arsha. 'MasyaAllah... ', Rania was amazed to see all the clothes hanging neatly and lined up in the closet that surrounds the room, on the right there is an empty cupboard, which is empty, like intentionally emptied or maybe it has been empty for a long time. On the left there is a large mirror and behind the mirror is filled with rows of shoes and sandals Arsha neatly lined. Rania immediately stepped up to grab the paper bag that had been prepared by mama Hanum for her, her hand immediately grabbed the cloth inside the paper bag. "Astaghfirullah... What is this shirt?!", the screech was surprised. Rania glared at the very thin and very short clothes in her hand, then her hand entered the paper bag again. Rania's hand shook holding the clothes she had just removed again from the paper bag, it turned out that everything was the same. Three lingerie shirts with various models and various full colors with*********** lace matching with the lingerie. 'Mother 's... Huua... ', Rania drooped limp on the floor while holding the three clothes that she said were specially prepared by mama Hanum for her.