Picking Up the Past

Disposing of Pain and Sweetheart

A dream about what happened in the past, accompanied Mila's sleep that night.

"are you the prince who came to save me?” said Mila who is becoming the princess in her game with Indra,

“iya princessku, I came to save you” said Indra who stood firm as if to be a gallant prince in front of Mila, Mila then approached Indra and hugged her, he played what he saw in the films he watched, the prince and princess embraced each other, then Mila lifted her head and looked at Indra, Indra,

Indra widened in shock when the 4-year-old little girl in front of him suddenly kissed her lips, for a moment she kept quiet and let Mila do that.

Meanwhile in real life Arya shook Mila's shoulder many times, “Mil, wake up Mil” said Arya, but his wife's body was still silent, “Mil, let's wake” said Arya again, Mila who was still half conscious slightly opened her eyes, there she could see Indra and Arya in a semi-conscious state between the real world and the dream realm, there she could see Indra and Arya in a semi-conscious state between the real world and the dream realm, he then raised his head towards Arya's head and cup,,, Mila kissed Arya's lips for quite a long time.

"I love you my prince" he muttered briefly and his eyes opened perfectly. Until his consciousness completely returned and his eyes rounded in shock at what he was doing, he immediately took off the kiss and turned his back to Arya.

While Arya who was shocked by Mila's treatment, repeatedly swallowed saliva to withstand the turmoil of his lust that rose again.

“sorry Arya, I accidentally, I was really unintentional, I just carried away a dream about us first” said Mila held her shame half dead. ‘astaga, why I did it the same Arya anyway, I will really be laughed at again by him’

“Mil” murmured Arya slowly,

“sorry Arya, honestly I was dreaming about us once who kissed small time”,,

'Oh my God, why should I nyosor first again sih’ her mind restrained shame.

“Mil”,,, “maaf” replied Mila, “your lips smell Mil”, Mila's eyes are round in anger hearing it all, “Aryaaaaaa”

*

Mila was finished with her evening prayer, she noticed her husband at work in front of her dressing table, she approached and sat down on the table that was as high as her thighs, he then looked towards the Aryan work document sheet and Arya laptop that was open with a special application display there.

“You can later in the afternoon to see grandpa right Arya?” asked Mila by paying attention to Arya's face which is still busy designing something on her laptop.

“I'll be home soon, will you dress up again for me like yesterday?” arya asked without paying attention to Mila by staying focused with her work.

“if you want it, I will do it every day” Mila replied with a slight tone of her spirit. Arya momentarily looked towards Mila and smiled.

“do what you want to do, I won't ask you to do it every day” said Arya, and she refocused herself on her laptop. While Mila heard that she felt her own happiness, she felt that Arya was really treating herself well, not forcing herself to do something as her husband would.

“thank you?, didn't you cry when I received my grandfather's request that afternoon, and you also cried when you kissed my hand after our agreement, do you want to thank you for all your tears?” arya asked while focusing on her laptop.

“ihh, you, do not discuss the problem again, after all now everything has also changed kan” replied Mila upset to hear Arya's words.

“by the way, how is the story you ever helped grandfather first?, so he sure chose you for me?” asked Mila who was starting to be curious about the story of her grandfather's meeting with Arya.

Arya momentarily stopped her work and began to think for a moment. “that's Mil,,, your grandfather said I had helped him in Cilacap, but I don't remember at all, the only thing I remember about your grandfather was when he asked me for something and I had to promise to fulfill it,”

“really, when you do not remember at all if you ever helped grandfather?” ask Mila who is still watching Arya continue her work. “emang you think I only help your grandfather, truss when I see others who need help do not I help?” arya answered Mila's question.

“what does that mean you've helped a lot of people besides grandfather?” ask Mila who is still curious, but the question was not answered by Arya at all. “what does that mean that there are also many people you help want to marry you to their family?” asked Mila with her innocent mind.

“you don't make fun of Mil” upset Arya in the sentence Mila and Mila smiled at the annoyed tone of her husband.

“why do you do that Arya?, want to help people like that, even though many people who might not help others, or maybe just want to help people just as much” continued Mila again asked.

“many people are waiting for others sincerely, not just alone" replied Arya who is still engrossed in what she is doing.

"yes, I know, but I wonder why you did that?" asked Mila who this time spoke to her upset mada.

Arya took a deep breath before answering Mila's question "uncle and aunt helped my life without any one I could repay for their kindness, they taught me about religion and life, perhaps to death there is not a single piece of their kindness that I can repay. I helped everyone I could help with what I had to repay my uncle and aunt for my kindness, I'm sure, they will receive the same reward as me when I help people sincerely, because I learned to help people from them and I also learned sincerely from them” Arya explained to Mila without paying attention to his wife's face.

Mila smiles listening to Arya explanation, ‘she is really good, she is absolutely perfect God, thank you for presenting her in my lifeMila inner’ happily, she said, without him knowing that their next conversation will drain his emotional feelings.

Mila stared inside her husband who looked still busy, “work a lot huh?” ask Mila quietly to her husband.

“lumayan Mil, I live 3 weeks so piled up a lot, Rita must also be very busy handling all my work,” replied Arya without noticing Mila whose face Mila a little annoyed at hearing the name of the woman.

“what were you doing in Sulawesi 3 weeks Arya?, what were you doing there?” asked Mila again still with staring in her husband's face.

“the walk throws away my pain and love for you”