We Finally Married!

DIA

"I. YEAH!" Namira answered with a little misbehavior.

"How are you?" Ask the middle-eastern-faced man with a white nose to Namira. He is tall and athletic body. It was similar to Arnav but the man's skin was more slim than Arnav's. His brownish eyes gave a charming look .

"Ka. my news is good. You how?" Namira tried hard to hold back her nervousness.

"I'm good too. Why don't you ever come to the reunion?" He still asked while standing because the people around Namira including the people he greeted did not allow him to sit down.

"Yes. I'm busy." Namira answered while looking down.

"Oh, I think you're scared because of him. Yes, have a good meal. I'm done and I'm going home." Said the man.

Yahla.. Yes .. His name is Yahya. He is a handsome man who blatantly says that Namira is not attractive. She never said she liked Yahya. He was also not interested in the figure of the man but his speech to many people really made the girl hurt.

Arnav looked at Namira sharply while Firda felt the situation was very uncomfortable.

"Sir, I'm going to the house? It's anther by-by. I called Faza and he'll be here soon." Firda wanted to quickly get away from the gripping situation between her brother and her future sister-in-law.

"You just give it to him and go home with me." Answer Namira ketus.

"I just got home from my grandmother's house after almost two weeks there. I want to play with my friends at Irul's house. Faza come get me." Firda doesn't lose ketus.

"How's home?" Namira rounded her eyes towards Firda.

"I can take the ojek or Faza will deliver." Sahut Firda's.

"Nine hours the limit!" Threat Namira. Firda just rolled her eyes lazily.

***

Arnav takes Namira home but it seems this is not the direction of his home.

"Where are we going?" Ask Namira.

" To my house. For a week before the wedding, I want you to decorate the room so you'll be comfortable there." Arnav said without looking at Namira's face. He kept thinking about who the man was and what his relationship with Namira was.

"Oiya, who are your friends that you would invite?" Arnav thaws the atmosphere.

"Adit, Ria, Eka, Ridho, Hm.. Siska, Antari, well maybe it's just that." Namira Mumbles.

"Are you going to cuddle up crying with Adit?" Sindir Arnav's.

Namira just glanced at him indifferently.

***

Arnav's house with the concept of yellow suddenly makes Namira's mood a little better. This is the second time he's been here.

"What do you want to drink?" Ask Arnav.

"Not bother. Let me take it myself." Answer Namira. He was still observing the guest room.

"Why?" Arnav asked again.

"Wouldn't this be my room tomorrow?" Namira asked with her innocent expression.

"Yes. Of course separate." Namira Lagj replied innocently. It made Arnav ruffle his hair.

"Are there married people who sleep separately? What exactly is on your mind? Are you still tied up with other people?" Arnav is getting upset.

"No. I don't think so." Namira answered while throwing her face the other way.

"What man was that?" Tanya Arnav is back.

"Not." Namira answered firmly.

"What do you think of this marriage as?" Arnav draws his face closer to the girl who makes Namira feel the heat.

"Treaty." Sahut flat.

"I like you. Should I say it many times?" Arnav draws his face closer to Namira. The girl kept trying to calm down.

"I don't need words. But deeds. I also don't know the motive behind this marriage. Why could Prita be as loving as that or why mbak Dilla could all this time harbour her feelings. Not only that, but there are also other women like them. Usually they are so because it has become a former. Until here get it?" Namira is no less strict.

Arnav rubbed his face rough. She really feels Namira is a strange woman about romance.

"Let's get a health test. Tomorrow night after the office I'll pick you up. Today I made an appointment with the doctor." Said Arnav who had lost his polite words. Same with Namira.

"What happened to you in the past?" Arnav returns softened and holds Namira's hand. The girl was only silent until something landed on her lips.

Something warm that he just felt this time. No wonder he remained silent and knew what to say.

"That's my first. I think it's also the first time you've seen that expression of yours. So why does your heart seem to be leaning on others in the past?" Arnav looked at Namira softly.

"What has the past done for you? How good is he?" Arnav asks by looking at Namira but the girl still chooses silence. Arnav felt he was trying to open a box but had not found the right key.

"I want to go home." Namira gets up to dodge while Arnav pulls the girl's hand.

"Don't go home." The ink without looking at Namira.

"Eleven more days. Be patient." Namira Pinta. The man then let go of Namira's hand and drove her home on a motorbike.

"Is the house haunted?" Namira asks Arnav upon arrival at Namira's house.

"Why do you think that?" Arnav looked at him in wonder.

"Because I was scared out there myself and asked me to stay there." Answer Namira.

Arnav just looked at the girl in wonder. Truly a plain girl who doesn't understand male mode. This certainly makes Arnav more worried especially if Namira is approached by another man.

While stroking Namira's hair, Arnav returns home. Namira felt a chill in his heart. He is very comfortable near Arnav without having to be denied. Suddenly the electricity in Namira's house died. The clock shows at seven o'clock. Outside the window, he saw electricity in the other houses lit up. He thought the fuse was problematic and wanted to check out the house. But he forgot to lock the fence after Arnav came home because Firda would later go home too. Namira becomes hesitant to leave the house, worried that the fence will open as she exits towards the terrace. He looked confused and headed to the second floor.

Motor it! the motor guy at the civil records office is stalking him. Namira came back down and hid behind the window.

She was! The man now appeared without a mask and smiled entering the gate. Fear enveloped Namira. He immediately climbed back up to the second floor after convincing the door to be locked on the first floor. He closed the second-floor door and locked it too.

"Mas! Help u! the stalker is here" Namira whispered to Arnav.

"Why whisper? Can't he get in?" Tanya Arnav who immediately pulled over his bike when he saw the incoming call from Namira. The girl did not answer and cried.