Not Ordinary Love

Not Ordinary Love
Camden (1)



"Darling, I'm home."


Agyan walked into the house with a cramped face. Freya appeared from the direction of the room and welcomed her husband's arrival.


The two approached and hugged each other, just like a pair of lovers who had not met for a long time. Agyan thrust a rose at Freya, and Freya accepted it with pleasure. "A habit," he said, walking towards the living room table and storing flowers from Agyan in a vase there that already contained some roses.


It's not just once Agyan gives her flowers every time she comes home from work.


"Let's be happy" Agyan said as he sat on the sofa, reaching Freya's hand and shaking it.


"You're home safe, I'm happy." Freya smiled sincerely. Agyan slowly pulled the girl sitting on his lap, Freya was already bathing and fragrant, different from him. But the girl did not resist when Agyan clung to her continuously.


"So early in the morning, what did Mommy talk about?" Agyan asked calmly. Freya was silent. He stared fixedly at Agyan, was Agyan angry?


What Agyan did was slip Freya's hair behind her ears. Waiting for answers from his wife.


"You don't want a story papa." resigned Agyan after Freya did not speak.


"Not." Freya intercepted quickly. Agyan looked back at him.


"We don't talk about anything. Cuma—"


"—Mami's just a mastiin' my condition."


Agyan nodded and smiled. He had no idea why Freya was so hard to tell such a thing. But Agyan believed what his wife had just said.


"Where are you doing today?" Freya switched the conversation. Agyan was silent for a while with his eyes fixed on the ceiling, as if he was thinking.


"Mm, that's fine."


"Lumayan cape?"


"Little."


"If so, the laper is not. I'm ready for food." hail Freya with a mouthful. Agyan nodded, Freya came down from Agyan's lap. Agyan got up and took Freya to the kitchen to eat.


The dinner ritual will take place. Worms in Agyan's stomach have been protesting to be endowed. Freya scoops the rice and some side dishes into the Agyan plate.


Agyan devoured his food. He looked at his beautiful wife once in a while. If asked who was the luckiest among them for having each other, it felt like Agyan's answer with Freya would be different.


For Agyan, he was the lucky one to be with a girl as beautiful as Freya who had already managed to take Agyan's heart completely since their first meeting.


For Freya though. He was lucky to have Agyan. A man who made a lot of changes to his life as a teenager. Perfecting part of Freya's life so bland. Bring happiness to him to this day.


Basically, both are very lucky. It does not matter if their parents still do not fully agree with the relationship of Agyan and Freya.


At least, both are pretty sure. If one day, everything will return to normal.


"Have you ever been to Papi Andreas?" ask Freya. The two sat on the sofa in front of the TV. The lights in the room were turned off. Freya is watching a romantic movie. Play as if the two are in a cinema and enjoy romance in the dim light. But since then, Freya has not stopped talking.


Agyan who had closed his eyes only muttered without any interest in his wife's question. Freya, who had her head on Agyan's outstretched arm, looked up.


Agyan who felt noticed rubbed his eyes and looked at Freya. "What's wrong?"


"I asked you. You ever miss Papi you?"


"He's now your Papi too."


"Yes." Yeah." Freya is weak. Agyan was silent for a moment, then his eyes focused on the television screen that he had ignored earlier.


"We should have a relationship, Gyan."


"Not us who don't want to see Papi, By. But Papi won't see me."


Freya was silent, her finger that had been writing randomly on Agyan's chest came to a halt. "If you're not married to me—Maybe everyone will not be rich gini."


After all, this could not be ignored by Freya. If the estrangement between Andreas and Agyan becomes a burden for him. Freya felt it was the cause.


"What happens at the hotel, we should not do it. Try it, if for example we do not do it and—"


"Frey!"


"—And I'm not pregnant. We don't need to get married!"


"Frey!"


"—Or rather we wait for the right time to convince our parents."


"Or you can marry another girl!"


"FREEBIES!"


Freya bowed, she distanced her body from Agyan. While Agyan rubbed his face, riled. "I just feel the cause of the estrangement of your relationship with Papi Andreas, Gyan."


"I feel guilty."


Agyan pulled the girl into his arms. His breath began to calm. Agyan is furious if Freya blames herself while the two love each other.


Even if Freya was not pregnant with her child, Agyan would still try hard to get his blessing and marry Freya.


"You're not wrong here. And our child candidate is also not wrong. I don't like you rich gini, Frey."


"Gyan—"


"This is the way for us, there is nothing to regret. We just have to fix it, Dad."


"I don't want our baby to be stressed out because you think about this."


Freya nodded faintly in Agyan's embrace. Can not be denied, if what he thinks will affect the content. And Freya doesn't want anything to happen to their future child.


*


*


"Sorry Papi, yeah, Gyan."


"Mami knows you must be mad at Papi. But never hate Papi, yeah." Grrycia touched Agyan's arm and rubbed it.


"You should know. Papi doesn't think it's easy either. He misses you too often."


"But you know for yourself, don't you, Gyan. How selfish Papi is, once the decision is like that, then everything will not change."


"Mami hope you understand and want to apologize Papi."


Agyan just rubbed Freya's hair. The girl has been asleep since half an hour ago. While Agyan was still awake, he recalled his chat with Grrycia when they met at Rayn's house.


Did Andrew really miss him? But Agyan knew Grrycia couldn't possibly lie. And he also knows how his own papi.


Even if indifferent. Andreas cares deeply for Agyan and loves Agyan as his only son.


Agyan sighed, he kissed Freya on the forehead. Then take a position to lie down next to Freya. He needs enough rest to get back to work tomorrow.


*


*


"This what?" Freya offered Agyan a small card while she was having breakfast.


Agyan accepted what Freya had proffered. He looked at his wife who looked upset. Agyan smiled.


Freya sat opposite Agyan, her eyes full of probing. He accidentally finds a business card when he puts Agyan's dirty clothes in the laundry basket.


Freya was quite surprised when the business card was Tari's. "So your taste is now Aunt-Tante, Gyan?" cynically.


Agyan shook his head while scooping his fried rice without being bothered by Freya's annoyance.


"I met her yesterday at the flower shop." she explained casually.


"Continue?"


"I'm willing to make a model."


Freya frowning. "Want to?"


Agyan shook his head quickly. "No interest!"


"Why?"


"No likes!"


Freya smashed her lips. "Isn't it?"


"I don't like Amaliya Dance."


This time Freya was grieving, she stared at Agyan's past-goals. While the one in the face remains cool continue the breakfast ritual.


"Don't think about it, you'll like me."


"Like your own husband is a sin, huh?"


"No, I just don't like it."


Freya frowning. "Too kiss straight away, anyway, okay." continued with a witty smile.


"Basic, not really you."


"Usually also if in bed directly nyosor!"


"Gyan!" freya protested while clenching her hands. He died a flea, while Agyan just looked at him with a relaxed gurgle. Unlike Freya who chose to turn her face.


He did not want to stare at Agyan for the next few seconds.


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