We Finally Married!

The Busyness That Keeps You Away

Namira felt so busy and tired. Even on Sundays, she had to help with labor and clean the house. When Arnav asks for time alone to eat dinner outside, Namira feels heavy. From April until the beginning of July they only perform the ritual of a couple twice. How great Arnav is to hold everything back when he expects more. He also often feels lonely even to just tell stories Namira can not be relied upon.

"It's Sunday. Let's go for a walk to buy food. We can also have lunch outside." Invite Arnav to try to melt the atmosphere of silence in their house that has happened this month. Namira's solid routine has been going on for almost two months.

"I have to dry my clothes and wash my blankets. After that I'll take care of my article then iron the already dry clothes." Reject Namira while taking the dirty laundry basket.

"All right, I'll wait." Answer Arnav coldly.

Namira rushes to put the laundry in the washing machine and then picks up her laptop. The washing machine died automatically and he went to dry. His steps back into the house continued typing.

Not sure what made Arnav angry and upset, he approached Namira and slammed the laptop violently. Fortunately the laptop only died because the battery was released and the physical condition of the laptop did not break.

"Mas Arnav!" Namira was surprised. He took the battery and was about to install it but his hand was crushed by Arnav.

"Mas Arnav why?" Namira asked confusedly.

"You realize I don't need you? It's also almost lunchtime and you're still busy with your own world! How long has it been like this? You realize no? You work like a horse, do you think I can't feed you? Can't I meet all your needs?" Arnav said with emotion at the same time high-pitched. He looked at Namira sharply and full of annoyance.

"Don't blame me for cheating or being more comfortable outside the house!" Threaten Arnav while gripping Namira's wrist.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Namira answered while looking down. He knew he was very guilty. His obsession to not use Arnav's money and try to be independent turned out to make their household problems more runnyam.

"Nearly two months I've been patient. I feel like there is no point as a husband! You should have depended on me!" Snarl Arnav while releasing the grip of his hand. He took his wallet and left.

Namira pensive. After Arnav died he continued cleaning the house. Although his body was moving, his mind was floating. He also decided to resign from the article management company that raised his name.

Mr. Edo, I apologize if I had to deliver this message suddenly. I still love the world of writing. But my busyness lately is not possible for me to stay in this field. Later when my business including the lecture I will take has been completed, I may continue this work again. Hopefully the Scintillating Writing company will always be successful.

Namira sent the message. Fortunately, even though he had never met Mr. Edo, he got a very good reply. During these four months, his boss was never late in giving wages. He also never wrongly accumulated Namira's work.

"Now I just need to persuade my patients to go into labor with doctor Alvin." Mumbled the girl. He also began to think about how his fate mid-month. Will he return to Delta Island for college or should look for other alternatives.

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On the other hand, Arnav is pensive in a cafe. As usual he ordered an espresso while looking at the hustle and bustle of the city. Not forgetting he ordered lunch to prop his stomach even though he did not feel hungry.

"I shouldn't be angry like that." He muttered while imagining that Namira hated him and turned away. He then contacted Pratama.

"Hello Nav! How are you, Chief? Tumben called once, do you want to make me manager?" Pratama Goda.

"Haha! I'm sorry I left you a pile of unfinished work on my team." Reply Arnav.

"It's okay. I'm glad I didn't have to work out a new plan. Just continue your efforts. Haha!" Pratama Celoteh.

"Well, why is that? Is your salary as Branch Chief any less?" Tempta Pratama returned with a nosy tone.

"Namira even knows I run the Mall and the gold booth. But he's kept busy himself." Gerrut Arnav.

"Maybe he's tired of doing nothing. Plus he doesn't want to trouble you. I know him since college because he's my underclassman even though we're different majors." Pratama Light tried to calm Arnav's heart.

The man sighed. "I should have realized, it wasn't me who was going to turn away but maybe he was because my rival was a smart person." Arnav's grumbling returned in a desperate tone.

"She's your wife Nav. You have him completely. Even his father is now number two. Be smart to control the wife. Try to communicate well. But do you really give him money every month for all purposes? And about the mini market, does it really belong to Namira?" Pratama was curious about the financial condition of Arnav's household.

"I gave him half of my salary. Not only that, the results of the mini market I gave him as well but instead put into a different account in the name of the mini market. Twenty percent of the mall and booth profits I also gave him. I should have given it all yes. I'm afraid of losing to a lecturer and the owner of a patient-intensive clinic." Babe Arnav is still with a low sense of himself.

Pratama sighed, "Namira must have been hurt by you. Try to talk about it well. Arnav's spirit! You are still newlyweds and it takes time to explore each other's character." Primary Advice.

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Arnav thinks about going home and bringing Namira's favorite meal. Just as he was about to enter the house, his wife was already standing at the door.

"Namira, have you eaten? I brought you some food." Arnav said as he clasped his wife's hand and took her to the dinner table as if nothing had happened before.

"I'm sorry." Namira said while looking down because she could not see Arnav's face.

"I'm sorry too. Let me eat." Arnav prepares the dish on the table.

"Mas, I'm out of the article company." Namira says it while looking down.

"Sorry Namira, I don't mean to forbid you from doing anything that makes you happy. I just feel like my pride is stepped on as you try so hard to raise money." Replied Arnav who also lowered his head.

Both silent.

"I don't want you to be exhausted. Don't be put off looking for a Household Assistant even if it's only for a few days." Pinta Arnav while paying attention to the expression that will be displayed by his wife. Namira just nodded. She then ate lazily because she felt bad for her husband.

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