Surviving in Marriage
MINDLOAD
A few days later...
At that time Arsyila did not give a definite answer to Hasbi. Actually Arsyila could have immediately rejected the offer from his best friend, but somehow doubts even appeared in his heart. Seeing the sincerity from the look in Hasbi's eyes was what made Arsyila rethink to refuse directly.
"Sorry Hasbi, this is beyond my control. It never crossed my mind that you would say this. I was really shocked. So, for now I can't give any answer to you Hasbi" Arsyila said at the time.
"It's okay, Arsyila, I'm not asking you to answer right now or right away. Just think about my offer. At least by conveying this goodwill is enough to make my heart relieved. Whatever your decision, I will accept." explained Hasbi then covered with a sincere smile at that time.
Although Hasbi did not demand Arsyila to give an answer as soon as possible, but still this even makes the burden of his own mind for Arsyila.
"Sir Arsy, why brother?" asked Ardan who saw Arsyila who had been silent since then but seemed to be thinking hard.
"Hmmm.. You are thinking, Ardan." replied Arsyila with a long sigh. At that time Arsyila and Ardan were having breakfast at home, before Ardan left for his campus.
"So don't think much sister, nantik influence the content of the sister again" said Ardan who advised his brother.
"Yes, my brother also does not want to think much. Keep thinking too" said Arsyila.
"What do you think?" asked Ardan curiously. And Arsyilapun immediately told about the offer delivered by Hasbi a few days ago.
"Right bang Hasbi volunteered like that sis?" asked Ardan with a shocked expression as well as pleased. Because Ardan knows how good Hasbi has been to both of them. And Ardan had also felt that since long ago Hasbi did have more feelings for her brother. Just that he did not expect if the lecturer's guess remained the same even though he knew that Arsyila was pregnant.
"Yes, right Ardan. Why do you lie." replied Arsyila.
"So what's my sister's answer? Is Arsy willing to accept the offer?" ask Ardan with heart.
"So I haven't answered anything yet, Ardan. Therefore, it never crossed my mind that Hasbi would say so. Sis also actually did not expect anyone - who was responsible for this sister's pregnancy but, uh, on the one hand kak is also not good to have to reject Hasbi directly without giving an opportunity for brother to think first. After all, I don't think I deserve it, Ardan. It's not appropriate for a man as good as Hasbi." said Arsyila with a sad face.
"Sister Arsyi don't say that. Ardan believes that Hasbi's intentions are sincere and as far as Ardan knows he has always loved his brother. So, Ardan can only hope you think again - good bang Hasbi's offer. After all, sister will get divorced from Raihan bang, right? What's wrong after that brother gives a chance to bang Hasbi. At least until the baby brother is born, there will be a good father figure who will admit it. It's not like Raihan and his evil friend" Ardan explained at length.
Arsyila was silent for a moment as if she was digesting all the words Ardan said just now. He should give an answer to Hasbi at any rate. Either accept it or reject it, because Arsyila does not want to hang this answer for too long.
"But it all depends on Arsyila again. Ardan just suggested. Bang Hasbi is a good man and we have known him for a long time. And most importantly, too.. Bang Hasbi is well established, and can turn on Arsyila's sister and baby brother later. Sorry brother, I don't mean Ardan would lose responsibility as a boy. Just kak knows for yourself now Ardan works while in college, income is still sober" said Ardan again with a sad face.
"Oyes, Brother. Actually Ardan does not want the story just not feel good if it keeps it from brother" said Ardan arrived - arriving that makes Arsyila immediately frowned a sign of confusion.
"What's up, Ardan?" ask Arsyila.
"Yesterday Ardan accidentally met Raina at the cafe where Ardan worked. He kept insisting he wanted to talk about something serious with Ardan. Said she knew something about sister's pregnancy." explained Ardan.
"Raina said that? Does he know what that means?" arsyila asked still looking confused.
"Sir, Raina told Ardan to get into his car and say it in the car. But Ardan doesn't want to. Because he felt that he did not accept the invitation Ardan refused raw, he continued to go straight away with an annoyed face." explained Ardan by telling what happened yesterday.
"So that's how sister, Raina has not had time to say anything about the pregnancy of the sister. Actually Ardan was curious what he wanted to say, regret also why yesterday Ardan did not just enter his car." continued Ardan again.
"It's Ardan, don't think about what Raina wants to say. I don't want to deal with Raihan's family anymore. So if you meet and are invited to talk again with Raina do not need to want to. It's nothing, brother does not want Raina even more aggravate the situation. You know how Raina's been acting the same way we've been?" arsyila said with a close look at her sister.
"Yes, Ardan knows he's always been quiet - he's always been with his sister and never appreciated Arsy's brother-in-law at all. Right also said sister, any way she wants to badmouth - jelindik Sak Arsy for this sister's pregnancy. It must be brother." said Ardan confidently.
"It's Ardan, it's not good we're suu'udzon that way. Because we don't know what he wants to say and my brother doesn't want to know. Let's just say, what's important now is that we have nothing to do with Raihan's family. Until anytime there will never be any relationship - anything else" said Arsyila with a straight forward view.
Neither Ardan nor Arsyila continued their talk of Raihan nor Raina.
A few moments later, Ardan who was still continuing his breakfast arrived - suddenly surprised by the ringing sound on his cellphone. There was a call from an unknown number. Ardan picked up the phone.
"Hello, Assalamualaikum,." said Ardan in greeting.
"Ardan, it's me. Raina. Can we meet?" said the person who called. Ardan who heard it straight away was shocked...
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