Not Ordinary Love

Requesting Permission

Agyan sat on the sofa of his home tv room, he let out a heavy sigh. Unbutton the top two of the shirt and loosen its already messy tie. Some chocolate map was beside him uselessly.

Freya popped out of the kitchen with a glass of water for her husband, thrusting it at Agyan, then sitting next to the man and tidying up Agyan's slightly messy hair.

"Ditloak again?" ask Freya. Agyan who had already finished a glass of water nodded helplessly.

"Patience, yeah." Freya gave her best smile encouraging Agyan. Agyan reached into Freya's hand and kissed her.

"Thank you, yeah."

"I'll always support you, you don't give up. Keep up the spirit,"

Agyan nodded faintly, these few days, there have been many companies he visited to apply for work. However, every company rejected it for the same reason. Because he was the son of a great businessman and could not possibly be placed in an ordinary position.

"You're Zeinn's son, aren't you?" the question that Agyan always gets when he makes a proposal.

"Yes, sir."

"There is no position worthy of a great man like you."

"But I need a job, sir. No papa was placed anywhere."

"I'm sorry, but I can't. No vacancies."

"I don't want to be cleaning service, sir."

"I'm sorry, I can't."

Agyan, youknow. Everyone's view certainly respects him who comes from a wealthy family of owners of the largest fashion company. They all assume that he does not deserve to have a regular place in the company he visited.

Agyan is not so. He had no problem being placed anywhere as long as the work was halal to support his small family.

But alas, luck seems to have not sided with him who wants to start his career from scratch. Despite all that, Agyan must feel lucky that there is Freya at home.

The first person to support and encourage him when he came home. One who in an instant can drive away his fatigue after a day of fighting with the bitterness of life.

"You don't eat, I cook."

Agyan nodded, moved and took Freya to the dining table. The two ate quietly accompanied by a light talk that never felt boring.

This Sunday, Agyan got a call from Morgan to come to his modification shop. The friend did not speak details about his needs, but Agyan complied and prepared.

"Rare you sure you're coming?' agyan asked as Freya was buttoning her Agyan shirt, her wife was still wearing home clothes after they finished breakfast.

"I haven't had a shower, it's gonna be a while."

"No, Yang."

Freya just kept quiet, she finished buttoning Agyan's shirt and went to get a comb. "I don't have to come, at home. It's hot, too,"

"Yaudah," Agyan scowled, took a comb from Freya's hand and combed her own hair. Freya just watched him.

"I'm leaving," he exclaimed after he was done, passing away from Freya's presence indifferently. Freya sighed, it seemed like Agyan had forgotten one thing.

Freya flipped over her body, Agyan appeared from the direction the door approached her. "Is there anything missing?" freya asked, she looked at Agyan's appearance maybe there was something she forgot to wear.

"There," Agyan approached, kissing Freya's forehead, making the newly speaking girl swallow her sentence again when she found Agyan's sweet treatment.

Agyan took off his kiss and smiled.

"I go first, yeah." she said after wiping the surface of Freya's stomach. Freya nodded and waved her hand. Swiping on the surface of his stomach and smiling to himself.

After finishing the bath and tidying herself up, Freya just sat in the tv room. The TV he left lit up with shows that could not attract his attention

Because entirely his attention has been diverted to an incoming e-mail on his phone. Offer to attend a fashion show as a model who will wear the design of a famous designer.

Freya just bit off the tip of her nails considering between her tag along or not because she would be hired expensively for it.

But, what Agyan would give her permission to walk on the catlwalk while she was pregnant.

Simultaneously, Freya's phone rang, incoming calls from an unknown number.

"Hallo," said Freya after sliding the green icon.

"It's Freya?"

"Yes. I,"

"I'm Dance, remember?"

"Amaliya Dance."

"Amaliya Dance, manager ..., model from agency .., Bright Star?" asked Freya with a bit of hesitation. But he remembered the name, Mbak Nadien had introduced him when he was still sitting in the High School.

"Yes, right. I'd like to offer you an annual fashion show, next week, would you like to?"

"I was the one who e-mailed you."

Freya oh ria. Modeling is indeed his world, although he has promised Agyan will no longer be in the world after marrying Agyan.

But, in the current state. Freya needs to help Agyan and also help their financial income.

"If you're ready too, I'd like to take you back to the world of modeling. I heard you didn't renew your contract with your old agency." he said, which made Freya tempted and confused.

"How, Freya?"

"May I have some time to consider it, Ma'am?"

"May, of course. Call me if you're ready,"

The call ended and Freya simply fell silent considering it. He will ask Agyan for permission later.

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"Loe's kidding, right?" agyan asked with a look of disbelief.

"Gue seriously, Gyan. I'm crazy if I'm kidding."

Agyan just silently watched a green dirt bike that Morgan had just said if the bike was for him. Agyan does not know what Morgan means, only, in his current situation, it feels like he needs to be pitied to receive the bike.

Agyan knows, if Morgan must feel sorry for him because often ride ojeg or walk.

"No need to refuse, I'm, Gyan." Morgan patted Agyan on the shoulder. Agyan just looked at her calmly.

"Gue doesn't need this, Gan."

"Gue this love is special for you. Think of your wedding gift as Freya's." persuaded Morgan who did not want the gift rejected.

"Loe gave me a gift,"

"It's different again, Gyan."

Agyan shut up, then said. "Gue doesn't need to be cheered on. I know my life is now difficult, even I have not had a job but—"

"Haha."

Agyan frowned as Morgan laughed at him. He watched until the man stopped laughing. "Loe thinks I'm as kasian as loe?" tanyanya while patting Agyan's shoulder.

"No need to worry, where do I want to be with you!" he underestimated Agyan. But really, his feelings are not. Morgan just wants Agyan to accept his gift.

Because honestly, Morgan often did not have the heart to see Agyan walk or ride ojeg. Moreover, Morgan knows how the first experience of Agyan who was sad when riding an angkot.

"Gyano. Gini deh, if you still do not want to accept this motorbike. Try to think, how is Freya—"

"—Often ride ojeg, angkot. Loe is not kasian, I need to ingetin if she's pregnant with a child loe?" Morgan manipulate. This time Agyan kept quiet and considered it. What Morgan said is true. Agyan should have thought about his wife's situation.

"Where?" ask Morgan after a while. Agyan nodded.

"Well, this is just a mantep." said Morgan as he lifted his two thumbs. Feeling satisfied because Agyan finally accepted his gift.

"Thank's, yeah, Gan. How about it, you are my best friend." said Agyan, this time it was his turn to pat Morgan on the shoulder.

"So I wasn't your best friend?" the two of them just laughed.

Agyan needs to feel lucky to be surrounded by good friends who offer him a lot of help. But Agyan cannot accept help from those closest to him, fearing failure to prove to Andreas if he can and is able to stand on his own feet to support his small family.

Agyan's return was greeted with surprise by Freya because her husband was carrying a motorcycle. Wild mind wandering, do not let Agyan buy a motor when their keungan is so critical. Especially to have debt, Freya does not want to.

"Gyan, you—"

"Dear, my dear," Agyan who already knew where his wife's mind was headed then interrupted quickly. He kissed Freya's forehead, while Freya was busy observing the iron horse.

"Gift from Morgan, he said to him." Agyan explained.

Freya laughs. "How about dong's daughter, tomboy?" agyan's turn was laughing. "Hmmm, later we ask Morgan to buy a car," he said while holding Freya into the house.

"Don't dong."

"Why?!"

"Shame!"

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Late at night, Agyan toyed with the string bracelet that Freya was wearing, while the girl who was laying her head on Agyan's bare chest was silent.

Freya is silent not without reason, she is preparing the right sentence to ask permission on Agyan to be allowed to attend a fashion show and do a photo shoot.

"Yes,"

"You sleeping?" agyan asked as Freya had no voice.

"No,"

"Not sleepy?"

Freya shook her head faintly. Then he stopped Agyan's hand playing his bracelet. "Gyan, there's something I want to talk about." he said.

Agyan changed his position, tilted to the right and turned Freya's head on his arm. The other hand hugged his wife's body. He closed his eyes.

"Tomorrow, I'm sleepy." he said indisputably.

Freya just silently watched Agyan's closed eyes. "Sleep sweetheart, you need a break." said Agyan aware that Freya was paying attention to him.

"You made cape, anyway."

Agyan smiled with his eyes closed. He spoils Freya, even very. It is natural to make him a little tired when going to sleep.

"Nice Dream, My Wife!"

TB