The Love Ship Ayana

Drama Wrong Room

The clock was already showing at 10pm, but the guests attending Alya and Alif's wedding reception were still looking crowded. Aya was tired and sleepy, she wanted to immediately lay down her body. After all his colleagues from the Hospital where he worked with Alya who was present tonight had all gone home. So Aya did not need to feel guilty for leaving this event before it was over.

Aya approached Alya and Alif for the same fare, after which she then said goodbye to aunt Andini and mama Mita. Coincidentally there are already several rooms that are deliberately booked at this Hotel for the Alya and Alif families, including for Aya.

Aya picked up the keys at the reception and headed straight for her room. After entering his room, he went straight to the bathroom, cleaned up the remnants of makeup on his face and changed into sleeping clothes.

"Alya damn*n, how is her nightgown lingerie like this? You know I brought my own clothes." Aya ngedumel herself looked at the sleeping clothes Alya had provided for her. Actually he had planned to bring his own clothes, but Alya forbade it, he said he had prepared everything. He just takes his body to the hotel.

Aya was lazy to take a bath, want to go straight to sleep. He was really sleepy, from then on he was unceasingly yawning. So he decided to leave the event first because he felt embarrassed to yawn in the middle of the crowd.

He turned off all the room lights. Aya can not sleep while the lights are still on, even if in the end asleep, usually sleep restless and get nightmares. After all the lights went out, he then laid his body on a soft mattress the size of a king size in his room. Finally he fell asleep, asleep in his dream.

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Arga's heart rate is racing fast. His hands were a little trembling. After all, he thought this was the craziest idea of his mother. Now he was in Aya's room.

Aya would not be likely to be aware of Arga's presence because she had previously drank a drink that had been given sleeping pills despite the low dose at dinner last night.

Actually Arga had already rejected this crazy idea, he was afraid that Aya would hate him after this. But his mother managed to convince him, the plan was neatly arranged, perfect!

Arga took off all his clothes and left only the boxer in his athletic body. Indeed like that his habit while sleeping, Arga can not sleep if there is still a shirt attached to his body even though it is only a pocket dress. He enters the blanket and pulls Aya into his arms with Aya behind him. He could catch the scent of roses from Aya's hair, it was soothing and intoxicating.

Arga tidied up the child's hair that covered Aya's pure white neck, her long shoulder-length hair was soft and fragrant. He dared to kiss softly on the nape of Aya, no matter how many times and how long he did it.

He's a normal male, this is his first experience of being in such an intimate position with a mature woman. Arga could only hold back his desire and eventually fell asleep.

At 4am, the sound of alarms from Arga and Alya's cell phones is mutually unpretentious. Lazily Aya fumbled into the bedside nightstand where she placed her phone last night. Got it!!! he turned off the alarm.

There was a strange, alarm sound with different tones caught clearly in Aya's hearing. He wanted to move his body but felt a heavy object squeezing his body. He pressed a light switch to sleep near his head.

"Tekkk"

"What'sthis? A firm hand coiled around his stomach." His feelings began to feel bad, instantly all his consciousness returned. He threw that hand rough. Arga soon awakens. Aya turned her body.

Their eyes met with such a close distance.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" cried Arga

They shouted at the same time, both of them panicked. Aya's body trembled violently then instantly suffocated and lost her consciousness.

Arga got more panicked, he patted Aya's face but there was no response. Arga immediately grabbed his phone and called his mother to go to their room.

Quickly Arga fixed Aya's sleeping position, she put her shirt on over Aya's pretty thin nightclothes and then put it on the hijab. Not to forget he tidied up the blanket covering Aya's body from legs to chest. He was sure the room would soon be crowded. He does not want his beloved wife to be seen by others.

Andini's mother, Hutama's father, Mama Mita, Adam's father, Lala and also Alya and Alif's newlyweds were already in Aya's room. All eyes were on Arga clearly asking for an explanation. Only Andini's mother and Alya knew of this plan.

"Later I will explain, now we wait for Aya siuman." Andini's mother tried to normalize the gripping atmosphere in the room.

The aroma of eucalyptus oil is so stinging and gentle massages on the legs and head slowly restore Aya consciousness. He opened his eyes and there were many waiting for him.

"You're sober, son" Mama Mita scolds Aya.

"Hiikkksss.hikkkssss..hikssss" cried Aya broke. "Argha... Arg.. hikkksss's." Aya could not continue her words. He just kept crying.

Andini's mother pulled Aya into her arms. "Udah.alah. You calm down well, later the aunt explained to you if you already feel better." persuaded him to calm Aya.

Alya hugged Aya, "crazy lo yah, I'm the newlywed but you first unseal," joked Alya half whispered. "Awwwww", Alya grimaces getting Aya's pinch on her stomach. Aya poked her lips and tightened her embrace on Alya.

"Lo calm down, you'll be responsible." Alya continued her joke.

Aya can only resign, in the middle of an atmosphere like this, Alya still had time to joke.

Instantly Aya's body stiffened when she saw Arga enter the room. Their gazes locked onto each other for a moment. Arga looks so handsome in his coco shirt. "Are you fascinated? No. no. This is not true. He's already brash, I'll make calculations with him." Aya's mind is at war.

"Get out!!!" Shouted Aya back crying hysterically.

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