The Love Ship Ayana

100 Years of Solitude

Entering work after a month of leave feels almost like the first time you are accepted to work. Many things must be learned from the beginning, check here and there, communication to various parties and adjust the mood again in order to immediately feel the feeling. Or maybe this is just Aya's feeling where now he feels he has to adapt to his job.

The management of the Hospital itself promises that within a week the help doctors requested Aya will start working. I can feel calmer now. His little worries could be resolved without any significant hindrance.

Today Aya will only check all documents records of patient history that must be in the care in the future. As usual, Aya was meticulous and detailed in her work.

Not felt the time goes so fast, it feels like Aya just started her job but this has shown hours of rest. No more time to visit Arga in his office, he took his cell phone which since morning he had not taken out of his handbag.

"Assalamu'alaikum mas."

".........."

"Yes can not bring lunch for mas today, there is still a lot of work that needs Aya to finish. No papa, right?"

".........."

"Yes, I hung up. Yeah. Assalamu'alaikum."

Aya closed her phone and exhaled her coarse breath. Arga's voice was so disappointed from behind his phone earlier. Aya felt a little guilty, is this really like a married life? When one party is disappointed, the other side feels guilty.

His phone rang and apparently it was a video call from Arga.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa''alaikum hail. You busy? Not to the cafeteria?"

"So, this is me nitip the same message here earlier."

"Oooo..."

They were silent for a long time without talking to each other. Aya herself confused to say what Arga is doing while Arga is like waiting for Aya first who opens the voice.

"Was not eating?" Finally Aya who took the initiative asked first.

"Oh, in a minute. The work is still on."

"Oooo.." Aya's turn with O-Ria. And again the silence that accompanied them. Aya pretended to check the documents on her desk for not wanting to make eye contact with Arga.

"Yes.."

"Yes, um." Aya still pretended not to look at her phone screen.

"Kangen mazes!"

This time Arga's words successfully diverted Aya's attention.

"Now I met this morning. Not five hours."

"That kangen continues to be the same Aya, even when Aya is near the mas though, kangennya mas still not inexhaustible."

"The same dreadful wife herself gets the reward, Yes! There's no way someone else's wife's gombalin mas."

"Try me later I throw it into the crocodile pool!"

"Wow.. Aya angry? Does this mean Aya is getting smart jealous of the same mas?" Arga developed his smile because it managed to make Aya misbehave.

"Son, Aya's not jealous. Aya just don't like male crocodile lizards who like tombal here and there, especially if the wife of the person mengombalin." Arga laughed crisply hearing Aya speak long enough to take out her teats. Progress!

"But mas is not dreadful, mas is kangen same Aya. Love is the same Aya. Remind me again, Aya had forgotten."

Aya getting groggy, it feels like to disconnect the video call but it is not polite. The problem must be that Arga is currently feeling excited because it has managed to make Aya red blushing.

"So... when does Aya want to fall in love with mas?" Arga asked back.

"Why is it weird?"

"So, I just want to ask, just remind Aya, if Aya already love the same mas, do not forget to kasi tau mas." Again Arga's smile expanded, but Aya increasingly swept her lips, pouting.

"Why love with Aya? There are many women who are prettier, sexier, younger and more everything than Aya."

"Because it's you. If not, you will not fall in love!"

"Gombal keep!" But this time Aya could not hide her shy smile after being pulled Arga.

"It's not a dreadlocks Yes, mas it's in love with you because it's you, the soul mate mas, his wife mas. How do you make sure you believe?" Arga scratched his nape that was not itchy because all the sweet talk so far was considered tombal by Aya.

"This is just that, at one point in our lives, we no longer love someone because of the physical or because of things that are worldly. But because they feel comfortable, feel interested, feel the world as if centered on it so that others are no longer seen. Think of it like a non-physical charm that immediately clicks on the heart, does not need much explanation or definition of any kind, just click on the heart. Where we find each other, it's not me or you who find here, but we find each other. I am your backbone and you are my ribs, they themselves find each other. Call the spirit code, our spirits sefrequency so they can know each other as written in the book of Lauh Mahfudz. I accept all of this as my destiny, because I also decided to accept you to be the only woman who will accompany me for a lifetime, a heavenly being." What a long sentence this is so relieving Arga but stifling for Aya.

Aya shrunk her tears, speechless! What else could he say to refute Arga's feelings for her?

"Hey, don't cry! I'm sorry that Aya felt compelled to accept this marriage." Aya shook her head, that's not what made her cry. It's just a hiccup now.

"Why can you be so patient with me?" Aya asked a little.

"Have you ever read Gabriel Garcia Marquez's 100 Years of Silence?" Aya nodded.

"There he said that the wildest and most insistent love is ultimately only a fleeting truth, it does not last long. Therefore I will always be patient waiting for you, I will never get tired of expecting my feelings you reciprocate. Because I'm sure, only patience deserves the most perfect reply,"

Arga and Aya were both speechless, only the sound of Aya's hiccups and snot hunting each other into the eardrum.

"Udah well, stop crying. If you cry gini mas can not calm down. Go there now." Langsumg's phone connection was cut off by Arga.

While Aya was still crying a hiccup could not help the sudden feeling of tightness squeezing in her chest. How sinful he had been to ignore Arga's feelings all this time. Apologizing, yes..Aya should apologize to Arga for being a wife who does not know himself like him. Although sure that Arga will definitely forgive her, but still Aya must apologize in a good way to her husband.

Love affairs, is not it can be grown later over time and the many moments of togetherness created. As long as it continues to be nurtured, the seeds of love will grow faster than thought. Hope so!!!

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