Survive Though Injured

Chapter 5 - The Wedding Day

Alya wriggled her heavy body, looking at her side. He pulled the corner of his lips, despite the marriage they did suddenly but in his heart he was very happy.

Alya flicked her blanket, her legs cramping. He tried to go slowly to the bathroom to clean himself.

After the bath, she woke up her husband. "Mas, wake!" pat Dimas' hands slowly.

Dimas slowly opened his eyes, then smiled.

Once again Dimas' smile made Alya fly away, it turned out that her husband was so accepting of her.

"Mas, not to the office?"

Dimas pulled his wife's hand and made her fall into his arms, "I want to be alone with you!" whispering seduces.

"Mas, I will be scolded by Om Ivan if it makes you not go to the office" said Alya.

"They'll never scold you, because you're his favorite son-in-law" Dimas said.

"Don't say that, Mommy. We just got married last night" said Alya.

"Why indeed?" Dimas peeped his wife's entire face.

"Mas, stop! Amused!" Alya kept her husband's face away from hers.

"I don't want to!" Dimas continued to make Alya overwhelmed until finally the woman gave up and is now under her body.

"Mas, they will...."

"They can understand him," Dimas went through Alya's entire body in a row.

Meanwhile, at the dining table Ivan, his wife and Tria from earlier looked at the floor of Dimas' room many times.

"What are they doing, anyway?" grunts Tria.

"One day you will understand" said the Rose.

"Yes, we have breakfast first" said Ivan.

-

Alya exited the room after Ivan and Tria left, she stepped into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her husband.

"Well, newlyweds are bad luck, '" chirped one of the house assistants.

Alya just smiled shyly.

Alya made a breakfast of fried rice with a plump egg and a glass of orange juice, she took it to the room.

Dimas just finished his shower.

"Mas, I've prepared breakfast."

"I eat at the office" Dimas said.

"But, Mas Dimas said no to the office."

"I forgot I had an appointment with Clara" Dimas said.

"Claras? Who is he, Mas?"

"He's my ex-lover, I hope he invites me back," Dimas replied smilingly.

Alya who heard it felt heartache.

"I'll go first, yeah." Dimas also passed.

As soon as the car Dimas smiled happily because he had lied to Alya. "We'll see if you're still willing to stick with me or not?" muttered.

Alya finally enjoyed the food she cooked that her husband was supposed to make, with teary eyes.

When he finished eating, he put the dishes down and washed them. Then wash her clothes and her husband.

The rose that had just come out, approached her daughter-in-law who was washing clothes in the machine. "Alya!"

"Yes, Auntie."

"Call Mama!" said it.

"Yes, Ma."

"Which model did you choose?" tanya Rose showing brochure.

"Just as for Mama."

"Why is it up to Mama?"

"All good" Alya replied.

"Beautiful blue too, yeah."

"Yes, Ma."

"Yes, we choose all blue including your wedding dress" said Rose.

"Yes, Ma."

-

Later that night, when dinner Ivan told his son that they were going to the religious court to file Itsbat Nikah.

"Papa does not want your child will have trouble taking care of administration," replied Ivan.

"Just bother," ketus Dimas.

"Father will take care of it, you take it easy. Witnesses to your marriage also exist" said Ivan.

"When I hope that with siri's marriage, Alya can't claim her right" said Dimas.

"Thank God my marriage was finally legalized, I can claim the right if Mas Dimas dares to mess around," Alya was relieved.

*

Chamberlain...

"How was Mas Dimas meeting with Clara?" Alya asked as she opened the wardrobe to pick up sleeping pajamas for her husband.

Dimas who was opening his shirt looked back.

"Is that so much fun?" ask Alya again.

"Yes, it's so fun." Answer Dimas lied.

"Did he bring Mas Dimas back?"

"Not yet, but I hope," replied Dimas with a fake smile.

"Oh, if indeed he asked to turn it back. What's Mas Dimas gonna do to me?" ask Alya.

"You will still be my wife" Dimas replied.

"Oh, syukurlah." Alya tersenyum meletakkan piyama di sisi ranjang.

Dimas replied with a faint smile and went into the bathroom.

Alya pulled out her blanket and closed her eyes.

Dimas came out of the bathroom, watching his sleeping wife. He pulled the corner of his lips, "We see, how long have you stayed with me?" impregnate.

Dimas laid his body beside his wife and closed his eyes.

Alya deliberately turned her back to her husband's body and opened her eyes. "I'll never give up even if you try to make me feel at home" she said.

Alya smiled grinningly.

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Next morning...

Alya had gone from his bed, there lived Dimas who was still covered let alone plus the weather was very cold because of the rain.

Alya was busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast for her husband's family with the help of a housekeeper.

Presenting her at the table, Alya is like a real housewife even though she is the daughter of a former wealthy businessman.

"It turns out not in vain also Brother Dimas married you, yes!" sindir Tria's.

Alya just smiled.

"Smart cook and smart looking face," Tria again offended.

Alya could only smile thinly.

Ivan and his wife joined the table.

"Where's Dimas?" ask Ivan.

"So not awake yet, Pa. Maybe it's a shower now" Alya replied.

"Try you into the room, yes when he wakes up" said the Rose.

"Yes, Ma."

Alya opened the door as though Dimas had not yet gotten out of his bed.

Alya approached him and woke him up, "Mas, get up!" call slowly.

Dimas opened his eyes, "It's morning, huh?"

"Yes, Mas. It seems like the work in the office is so tiring that Mas Dimas is so sound asleep" said Alya.

"Yes, it is indeed very tiring," Dimas said in a raucous voice.

"So this is Mas Dimas going to work or not?"

Dimas pulled out his blanket and went down, "Today I'm still working."

"Mas Dimas sure?"

"Yes, this is common."

"I'll get Mas Dimas' work clothes ready."

"Thank you, my wife."

"Together, my mother." Alya smiled.