We Finally Married!

Dreams at Namira's House

Arnav keeps trying to contact Namira but fails. He also sent a message.

I've prepared everything for the 20th.

The man exhaled his coarse breath. He took his jacket and headed for Namira's house. The girl who had just turned on her phone read Arnav's message and saw three calls.

"Currently, his effort is just that." Namira muttered that there would be dozens of missed calls. He was hungry and ordered food ready. Shortly thereafter information emerged if the food delivery courier was standing in front of his house.

Namira stepped out and was shocked when Arnav also stood there.

"Thank you Sir!" Arnav gave money to the food courier. Namira panics and tries to escape and closes the door to her house, but her hand is held back by Arnav.

"If there's a problem to talk about, don't run away!" He threatened Namira with a frightening look. Arnav enters the house and locks the door, leaving Namira terrified.

"So my mom and dad are not home? I should have asked for my family's cell phone number." Sneaky.

"They're coming home soon." Namira answered the origin.

"Oh yeah? Fortunately, my father-in-law is a businessman whose mobile number I can find on Gugel." Arnav observed every corner of the room. This time it was like a mafia.

"Please eat first. Hunger makes people emotional." Sindir Arnav's. Since Namira only ordered one serving, Arnav finally had to open the refrigerator looking for food. He cooks instant noodles deftly.

"Let's eat!" Arnav.

Namira is still thinking about the purpose of this man here. After finishing his dinner, Namira rushes to the toilet to brush his teeth while Arnav does always prepare a sugarless mint in his pocket. This becomes his habit because he often meets customers. They sit back at the dinner table and Namira turns on all the lights that some had previously turned off.

"Duh, don't let the neighbors think weird." Namira Mumbles.

"Well, that's you can think up to that! What happens if the man who's been meeting tonight fails to be your husband?" Tempta Arnav while playing his fingers on the table. Its casual look makes it look more relaxed and different.

"Let's talk Namira. Don't just mumble or play letters. What's bad should be talked about." Arnav's tone became serious with his sharp eyes.

"So why did Arnav suddenly accept Prita's offer?" Namira ventured into Arnav's eyes right at the brown spot.

"You think if I refuse it means I'm uncomfortable and nervous because there's a feeling for her? So if I accept, doesn't that mean the opposite?"

"Isn't that what it means to really like?" Namira again skinned Arnav with his question.

"No need to beat around the bush. Do you like it or not?" Arnav immediately asked and clasped Namira's hand.

"Mas himself likes not to be with me?" The girl flipped Arnav's question.

"All right! I think we are both proud of our feelings. Either because our past hurts about it or it's purely about prestige. Why do you think I'm asking you to marry me? Why do I always try to give my best to you?" Arnav replies to Namira with his interrogation questions.

"Because the mas feel they must get married immediately and keep pbak Prita or mbak Ida for the future mas Arnav." Namira said while looking down as her tears almost spilled remembering what she had been thinking all along.

"I want to teach you to think more broadly and from different angles. Wouldn't it be better if I married one of them if I liked them? They will be happy to accept my application and of course without any offer. Why should you?"

"Do you like me?"

Namira sternly said, "No!"

"alright. Whatever your answer is doesn't change our wedding date. I've taken care of it so far." Arnav said while covering up his disappointment.

"I don't like Arnav's mas. The iron door tragedy and I don't know what else is next. Too much drama. I also don't deserve to be Arnav's man of choice." Namira continued his words.

"Whatever happens, be careful with Riyan. If necessary you should tell your best friend Ria to keep anything secret about our relationship." Arnav Pinta.

"Just calm. Ria doesn't know our contract. I didn't tell anyone." Namira plays her fingers.

"You can like me. It never comes to mind if you don't deserve to be with me." Arnav pats Namira's shoulder.

"One more thing, don't equate me with the men you used to love. They're childish." Arnav put on his jacket to go home. In fact, he was reluctant to leave Namira because it felt like this problem was not over. He was disappointed by the girl's refusal.

Namira was about to drive Arnav to the door and right in front of the door Arnav fell silent stopping his steps.

"I received your resignation letter. But it's valid from the tenth. Tomorrow is the fifth. So you still have to go back. If you don't want to take care of our marriage, let me do it myself." Arnav covered his sad expression while Namira was getting more and more uneasy. He also seems to be thinking about Arnav's words about himself who can like Arnav.

The man was anxious to see Namira's look in his pajamas. I want him to stay here. Unable to bear it, Arnav pulled Namira's arm that was at the end of the door to open it into the man's arms. Namira feels shocked and has trouble controlling her heartbeat, as well as Arnav.

"I am not a person who easily panic, easily groggy, easily angry. So never draw conclusions if moving away means uncomfortable, groggy, love, and the like." Arnav said as he stroked Namira's hair. Their height difference made Namira drown in the chest of her future husband.

"Why is it beating so fast?" Ask Namira in my heart.

Arnav slowly let go of the hug and brought his lips closer towards Namira.

"I like you." Arnav said softly.

Namira felt it was a dream until the man landed his kiss on Namira's forehead.

"That's a first for me. May it be a first for you." Arnav looked at her softly and then headed to the door. He made sure outside the gate was quiet so as not to cause gossip. Arnav put on his helmet and smiled and then took off his bike. Namira immediately closed the gate and locked the door. He felt this was a dream and did not know how to respond. All night he could not sleep. So did Arnav who pierced through the cold. A glass of warm milk is expected to make him sleepy but not successful.

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