We Finally Married!

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Namira did not answer Arnav's question. He is still upset about everything that happened.

"So tell me everything about Dilla? Sure enough he's a good guy! I didn't even tell anyone anything. Tell me about the deal too?" Namira asked disappointed and upset coupled with high intonation.

Arnav seems surprised by Namira's attitude which turns out to be very angry.

"I'm sorry. You better get to know Dilla first. I forgot to tell you about our friendship since college." Arnav.

"I don't care if you guys want to be friends from scratch or from when. He's in the office with us! Even Siska I didn't tell you!" Complain Namira.

"Try never to be so bad to others. Don't be a cinder, don't be a pessimist!" Pinta Arnav holding Namira's shoulder.

"Don't touch me! Arnav just go home. Do you know where I am pessimistic and pessimistic? From mbak Dilla? Didn't you suspect why he gave a bad impression of me to Arnav? If only that was the case, marry him! Why you should bother marrying someone whose feelings are unclear. Should've married someone who likes us." Namira is still sewot.

"If everyone thinks like you then who will be loved when everyone wants to get people who love? I am building love. When you want to marry someone who loves you, I'm the one. Even if you don't like it, I will make you like it. On the contrary, when I choose to marry someone who loves me but does not love me, it will be a hassle. Because men find it hard to fall in love while women are easier." Arnav replied patiently.

"Have stopped making speeches. Now home!" Namira Pinta.

Arnav breathed.

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Cellphone's ringing.

"Hello Dilla, what's wrong?" ask Arnav.

"Nav, there's a reunion on campus, in the town of Sura. Don't you want to invite your alumni friends to your wedding? If the people in the office shouldn't be attending isn't it better for alumni to be present?" Ask Dilla.

"That good idea. I sent you the invitation! I can't get a reunion because I'm busy preparing for the wedding." Tymphal Arnav's.

"Geez! Then the bride is busy what dong? Why?" Temptation Dilla.

"He seems jealous of you." Arnav.

"Haha! You brat! Yes it was!" Dilla Timpal.

Arnav breathed. Eleven more days feel so long.

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Date Nine

Arnav stared at the ceiling of his room at the weekend. Today and tomorrow he's off. Actually he could have been looking for a flight to the city of Sura but the condition of his relationship with Namira is chaotic.

He took a cell phone call Namira.

"Hello." Say hello to that girl.

"Today there's no show?" Ask Arnav.

"I have a lot of events. Firda's coming home today." Ketus answer.

"alright. I'll pick up Firda, okay?" Reply Arnav with a smile.

"good. Only you pick it up. Yes, I'm busy." Still with his tone.

"I picked you up first and then after I picked Firda up, we had lunch together." Tymphal Arnav's.

"It's up to you." Answer Namira.

Arnav laughed after the call was turned off.

"It's funny my future wife." Mumbled.

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Arnav picks up Namira who is ready in orange clothes. That girl looks so sweet. He got into the car still with his face.

"Namira, actually I have a reunion today at the college. But I didn't come." Arnav opened the conversation.

Well, he's even more angry. Arnav murmuring.

"It's not. I left an invitation for friends to Dilla." Arnav tries his best to stop Namira from getting angry.

"Mbak Dilla likes sam mas Arnav. I am a girl. It is clear that we can understand the behavior of other women. It's just that the way he approached Arnav's mas was smoother than Prita's aggressive mother." Namira is worried about Arnav not understanding the woman's schemes.

"What evidence? So far he has never said like. If you're jealous just say it. I'd be very happy." He said with a big smile. His focus remains on the streets.

Namira grunts annoyed. Arnav glanced at him and smiled.

"The invitation is ready. Less is more like this. You brought 150 huh. Oh right, hasn't Sari called you yet?" Arnav enthusiastically pulled out an invitation from his car dashboard when the traffic light was red.

"I don't know. If the number is unknown I usually don't pick it up." He said as he stared at the invitations one by one.

Arnav breathed. He pulled out his phone and called his brother.

"Hello mbak, I'm with Namira. Did you ask about everything Namira likes for a wedding gift?" Arnav then hands Namira his cell phone and gestures for the girl to talk to her brother.

"Ha.. Hello" Namira said nervously.

"Yes mbak. Whatever I like. If my facial treatment is not fixated on one brand. Yes, well, thank you very much." Namira then gives her phone back to Arnav.

"Bak Sari asked what?" Arnav turned towards Namira.

"Ask Sari Mas. I was confused as to where to explain because it was too long." Namira answered in a relaxed tone and saw that he was playing his phone.

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Firda had already arrived and found her brother and her future sister-in-law were waiting for her at the arrival door.

"How was your vacation?" Ask Arnav.

"Good mas. I actually don't feel right there. Too much chaos, especially the women." Firda told a long story and seemed familiar with Arnav. Namira just flicked her lips.

"Let's have lunch! Where are we going to have lunch and who's paying?" Tanya Namira is fierce.

"Firda, what do you like?" Ask Arnav.

"I like chicken krispi mas. But whatever I really want." The answer is half-abashed.

They headed for a fast food restaurant serving chrispy chicken.

"Firda, has your sister ever dated?" Arnav provokes a question while Namira is at the cashier ordering and queuing for food.

"Early dong. Cook my brother's never been in a relationship?" Firda replied while laughing.

"When are you in college or when?" Arnav became interested in their conversation.

"Looks like High School time. Because of that man he became as insecure as he was now. Oh or is there anything else besides that? All I know is when High School is the most vulnerable." Obviously Firda is long.

"Oh it's okay. I think your sister's been dating recently. If it's been forgotten for a long time, right?" Arnav amuses himself.

"Who said? He still hopes to meet his ex again. There seems to be a lot of riddles about their break-up." Firda's answer made Arnav a little hurt.

Namira arrives with a tray. He then sat down with Firda and Arnav. His gaze was on people who were busy eating, chatting, or just waiting for someone.

"Namira! You're Namira, right?" Say someone he knows.

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