White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

The first morning of the bride

Rinai drizzle wetted the capital's soil this morning. Although not too dense, but enough to make wet leaves and twigs that tangle on the tree trunk.

The pair of newlyweds were still cozy in the contest.

Not because of overnight bed activities, but because of the cold that nature presents.

No bed activity, no hot activity like a pair of newlyweds.

Arlan and Alma, they are still adapting and adjusting to their new status.

The obvious awkwardness they still felt for each other.

"Mas.... Arlene,".

Long time no answer. The smooth snoring that Arlan let out, made Alma smile.

Stunned?

Ofcourse........

Who is not stunned by the prowess of an Arlan, the eldest son of Jelita Ayudya Praja Bekti?

"Brazil.....".

"Hmmm....".

Arlan just squirmed a little and re-collapsed his eyes.

"Brazil......".

Alma tries to get closer to Arlan. He deliberately blew Arlan's sweet face softly when closed.

"Don't tease me, Alma. I'm a normal guy anyway. Are you ready this time, hm?".

Arlan said softly still closing his eyes.

Alma blushed. Both her cheeks flushed holding in shame.

"Come ba...wake up".

Alma suddenly misbehaved.

"Wake up first. A wife should wake up in the morning, prepare breakfast for her husband, and preen to keep the taste of making love to her husband, right?".

Alma was silent, sculpting like a fool with a reddened face because he felt taboo with Arlan this time.

"Yes.iya, mas. Aa I'm up".

Alma.

Unfortunately, Alma could not get up just like that when his wrist was strangled by Arlan. Arlan who was still pretending to close his eyes.

"From now on, get used to kissing in the morning when you wake up. Let's do".

Alma gawked like a fool. A moment later, she realized that this man who was nearby was her husband.

And so, with doubt that plumbed his heart........

Alma and Merta kissed a glimpse of Arlan's lips that blush because they never sip a cigarette.

"May I know what memorable moment for you other than yesterday's marriage contract?".

Alma seemed confused as to what to answer.

"I..... What is memorable other than during the contract, is the time of the procession of the sword after the wedding. L'm.... It's like dreaming of a wedding with Arlan".

Alma looked down, hiding her face.

There was a strange feeling he felt.

"Yes, is it?".

Alma just nodded.

Arlan chuckled softly.

"You're so funny Alma. Yes already. Go, clean yourself up. We then had breakfast together".

*********

"What ?!?"

Arlan was surprised when Ariana said that even Dewi and Chandra were in the hospital at this time.

Even more surprising, nine years ago, Dita disappeared on the grounds of living while in the countryside that is not known to everyone, apparently Dita was pregnant at that time.

Arlan could not hide his tense face this time. In fact, Alma who was beside him was a little horrified by the look on the face that Arlan showed.

"That man, how dare.......".

Arlan to the point of grinding his teeth.

"I don't know what was on Dita's mind at the time, brother, which I know, Dita initially turned herself in to Daniel, Unfortunately......

Daniel viciously invites Alex and her in their desperate act.

I thought, Dita was too frustrated at the time.

And you know, Dita's son was in a suburban orphanage, raised there without her mother's affection.

I get it, Papa Chandra must be hard to do that, but yeah.......

Back again, the family name is the bet".

Ariana. The woman looks charming, her facial lines, the more mature it is the more similar to her biological father, Chandra.

"Then, how's Dita doing, now?

I can't figure out why papa didn't tell me".

"Papa doesn't want to burden you with Dita's problems. What's more mama, mama is the one who's been hit the hardest over all of this.

You tau??

Mama Dewi always blamed herself for the misfortune that Dita experienced".

Arlan closed his eyes, Alma's soft hands slowly reaching for Arlan's palm, squeezing it slowly, channeling strength and calmness, hoping Arlan could still keep control within him.

For a moment, Arlan and Ariana were stunned, looking at Arlan's hand held tightly by Alma.

"Mas.... Don't be so emotional.

Instead of you feeling uncomfortable, let's go to the hospital to visit Dita.

Mama Dewi and Papa Chandra, they must need us as children to strengthen them".

There was an Arlan's heart grille that was warming for a while.

There was warmth running through all corners of his heart.

There was a sense of comfort that slowly infiltrated into Arlan's soul niche.

There was a dash of flavor that slowly splashed between the chaos of Arlan's day.

For a moment.........

Arlan was devastated by the attention and empathy that Alma had poured out.

Alma........

Even Arlan saw the light of this woman's eyes showing pure sincerity.

Admittedly or not, Arlan feels confident to continue learning to open his heart to Alma.

"What Alma says is true, brother".

Ariana who saw their closeness chimed.

If Ariana let these two lovebirds dissolve in eyes that lock each other, then their romanticization this time is not even over soon.

"Alright, Alma. Please get your wallet, cell phone and car keys in the nightstand drawer".

Ala nodded and stiffly, took off her hand link.

Shortly after Alma passed, Ariana looked at the back of the beautiful and brave woman who became her sister-in-law this time.

His nature and attitude are what it is, innocent and un-created, make Ariana feel confident, that Kara's choice wife for their oldest brother, Arlan.

"I think Alma is a good woman, brother.

Are you interested in opening your heart?".

Ariana asked me. His right hand rubbed his stomach slowly which sometimes actively moves.

"Yes. She's a pretty fun woman.

It's good enough to make friends.

I don't know.......

Until this moment, I still can't forget Dian.

Where is the girl? I didn't understand what he was thinking until he left me exactly two days before the wedding".

Arlan's eyes are starey.

There were many emotions that he expressed through the dark net of his eyes.

"I guess......

Maybe this is the way that you guys aren't fooling around.

Alma.

She's a simple woman.

And somehow, I feel that Dian's not as simple as she looks."

Momentary silence.

"You mean?".

Arlan seemed to narrow his eyes.

"I think it would be better if you dig deeper into Dian's true identity".

"Stop that.....".

Until Alma appeared from the direction of the stairs, reviewing a sweet smile full of charm.

"Mas, after returning from the hospital, may if....close to the hotel first?

L'm...... I wanted to see my mother before she came back to the village".

Alma Pinta.

Arlan simply nodded his head in agreement.

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