The Little Wife of Arsen

S2: Diwa and His Ideals

"When did you start?"

Arsen jumped in shock as the question slid as soon as he walked out of the bathroom. Alea sat on the edge of the bed with a fixed gaze towards Arsen. Arsen decided to sleep in the lower room while Alea filled the room on the 2nd floor. At night, Arsen will just move to his study room considering that after waking up from a coma Alea is still afraid of ghosts.

Therefore, seeing Alea sitting on the edge of the lower bedroom bed, made Arsen a little surprised because they were in the same room when there was a mother and father in this house. Thank goodness, Arsen came out of the bathroom with the condition of wearing full clothes.

"Al, there's mommy and dad. Why in?" the door to the room was wide open. However, Arsen can be chopped up by the mother if the mother sees everything now.

"The door to open the mas."

"Tetep by Al. Come out" Arsen walked towards the door, but his steps stopped when he did not feel Alea's presence behind him. When he turned around, it was true that the woman was still sitting on the edge of the bed with her leisure.

"I want something about Grandpa. Can't it be if I ask the person directly?"

Sighing, Arsen approached and landed a soft patch on Alea's forehead. Although Alea is now 25 years old, sometimes Arsen still considers Alea 19 years old as before. Anxious wants to pinch on his future wife. "Grandfather must be in the middle room. We can talk in the kitchen. Not in a room like this. Ah or—" Arsen deliberately paused his sentence. Staring ignorantly at Alea made the woman stand up. "Speaking here with the door closed?"

"We're talking in the kitchen!" mouthed Alea and immediately walked quickly out of the room. Arsen who saw that laughed amusedly while shaking his head. True Kenzo said, flirting women to the red of her cheeks is so fun.

Following Alea towards the kitchen, the two were now even on the back porch of the house. Just for a moment to leave mom and dad. Arsen just wanted the question mark on Alea's head to disappear.

"When did you start?"

The question was back. Not immediately answering, Arsen pulled Alea's hand to sit next to him.

"I feel rich being interrogated if you just stand up"

"So, since when?"

Arsen was silent for a moment. Grandpa's condition worsened once they both divorced 5 years ago. Often return to the hospital because of his illness, and the last 3 years were diagnosed with Alzhamer. Grandfather forgets everyone, even his family members are forgotten by the oldest person in the Yudhishthira family.

"Since we got divorced 5 years ago. Just been diagnosed with Alzheimer's for the last 3 years"

"Isn't it because we're a mas?"

Arsen caught the look on Alea's sad face. An Arsenic smile gave along with her hand that gently stroked the top of Alea's head.  It seemed, wiping Alea's head would be a favorite going forward.

"Lied if you said no. But that doesn't mean all the mistakes are in us. That's what you always answer every time you ask"

"But his condition worsened after that right? I don't remember why we divorced. Just that I don't want to know the reason because we're getting married any minute. I didn't make a mistake with Grandpa, did I?"

"Not at all deck. Mas who hurt you before" Arsen's hand now turned to slip the child's hair behind Alea's ear "Then it should be the wrong mas here. It's just that if each other race who's the most wrong here, then there will be no end."

"What?"

"Squeaks. Grandpa also does not remember. But I want to hide that. Same as you of course"

A small nod was shown by Alea. The two stared at each other without anyone talking, as if trying to know the contents of each other's hearts. Convince themselves that this marriage will lead them to a happy life. Although it can not be denied if there will be problems in the future, but Arsen hopes that when the biggest problems come, the two of them will not stay away from each other like before, but it will get closer and strengthen their relationship by overcoming problems together.

"Hold bang. Halal soon. Diliatinnya already rich to be devoured by the Alea"

Their gaze was interrupted when Diwa suddenly appeared from the right direction. The man's hand was carrying a helmet while his right hand was carrying a cream-colored box with a black ribbon on it. No need to ask, Arsen knows what's inside.

"That's a gift for my wedding Wa?" Alea who first melted the awkward atmosphere earlier.

Diwa. Indeed the soul of cosplay so the mosquito is so ingrained, the man casually took a sitting position in the middle. Arsen was forced to retreat after approaching little by little to his future wife.

"It is not halal, it can not be deket-deket" said Diwa.

One blow from Arsen floated right behind Diwa's head. "It's your mind that's bugging"

"Bright. The monkey also knew what you would do to sit that close to Alea bang"

Alea cleared his throat awkwardly. Diwa is indeed the universe makes the atmosphere become gloomy bin awkward like this. "Whom do you keep giving?" Alea was still trying to change the topic between the three of them.

"Make someone. By the way Al, you seriously want to marry my cousin? I denger you already inget if he bucin really same mbak Dira and —"

One punch back landed seamlessly on the back head of Diwa "Dulu Wa. That was then, now I'm in love with Alea" Arsen said.

"It's good then" replied Diwa. His previous sitting position was more towards Alea, now changing towards Arsen "Gue does not enter the company lo bang"

"Why?"

"There's something else I'm trying to accomplish"

"What?"

"Lecturer. I want to continue my studies for S3"

Neither Alea nor Arsen were both gaping in disbelief. Diwa has just completed her 2nd strata. But Arsen thought, it was only done Diwa to fill his free time as unemployed. graduated half a year faster than any other student, too, Arsen thought it was only because Diwa was too lazy to go to college for a long time supported by his intelligent brain instead of having the goals he is now.