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Like the bridal room in general, the hotel room that has been prepared has been decorated in such a way. The scent of roses and aromatherapy candles just blew out as the two entered the room.
Azalia seemed hesitant to go deeper, she chose to stand while looking down which was only a few steps away from the door of the room. However, this was the first time she had been in a room with a man even though he was her own husband.
"Tonight I will sleep in the next room. You are free to use this room. Never expect that this marriage is like a marriage in general." Alham's utterance broke the silence that enveloped the two of them after a moment of silence with each other's thoughts.
Azalia remained silent and stared at the eagle's eyes from Alham. Confused what to say, he nodded.
"One more. You sign this agreement. In it is not just a benefit for me. Jiga for you. This marriage will only run for a year, after which oita parted ways. You don't love me, and vice versa." Alham offered a red map to Azalia.
He hesitantly picked it up and read it. Word for word Azalia tried to understand. "The first side is the Father and I the second?" tanya Azalia still continued to read the row of words.
"Yes." Yeah."
"The marriage will only last for a year under the following conditions. One, the two must not interfere in the affairs of one party. Parties one or two can have a lover, but if in front of the family must look worthy of a partner in general. Signed, Alham Adijaya's first party. Second party Azalia Atmadja." lirih Azalia read. "Is that all?" tanyanya's confused.
"Yes. How do you want it? I just want to be free. You must also want it, especially you still love your ex. Better sign it quickly, let it all be done" said Alham flat.
Despite the doubts, Azalia kept the signature on the white paper. Actually, he wanted to try to accept this marriage. However, her husband refused to do so.
After the map changed hands again, Alham then went out and went to the next room where he had ordered before.
Both families chose to go home because the distance is not too far away.
Azalia stared blankly at the neatly arranged petals of the rose forming a heart on the bed. Two goose-shaped towels also decorate. Supposedly, tonight was her happy night. Nahas, she was left alone by her husband.
The first night that might be filled with a chat to get to know each other, is now just a lonely without edges. Azalia curled up on the bed with tears in her eyes. He no longer changed his clothes, his heart was completely empty. He can only mutter a person's name until the dream realm picks him up.
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A man still wearing formal bridal clothes looks to be staring at a red map in which there is a paper that has been affixed with signatures.
"I can't entrap you to stay by my side, Azalia. Your heart is only for Rafka and my heart is not for you. Hang on, this will only run for a year. Sorry, if you get hurt in the next year. This is for our common good" muttered Alham, then he spread without taking off the bridal garment that wrapped his sturdy body.
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"My eyes are swollen. Must have been last night. Never mind, I would rather pray for guidance from God" murmured Azalia.
The woman who had just changed her status to wife headed for her suitcase and picked up clothes, then cleaned her body in the bathroom.
After cleaning up, Azalia then held a prayer rug. To fulfill his duty as a servant. Communicate with the creator through a simple prayer movement. Strands by strings of prayer uttered from thin lips.
Tears also accompanied the complaints of the fragile woman. This should have been her first prayer with her husband. However, what the power of marriage is only limited to paper.
Azalia did not deny the taste of Rafka is still very large, but Rafka used to often take him to religious studies. From there she learned that a wife must love her husband. Marrying not who you love is not an obligation, but loving who you marry is a real obligation. That sentence will be applied Azalia in her marriage even if only a year ahead.
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The atmosphere of the restaurant in the star hotel was not too crowded. A pair of newlyweds sat facing each other while waiting for the order to arrive. The two had breakfast before leaving the building.
"Today we will go to the house you take clothes, after we house my parents for saying goodbye," said Alham flat.
"Pamit? Where are we going to live, sir?" ask Azalia.
"You will know later. Now, eat!" alham, when the waiter serves food.
Azalia did not ask much, she was still quite traumatized to communicate a lot after the incident that made the two unite in this fake marriage bond.
Yes, Azalia called marriage fake because it is only limited to paper. Isn't a fake wedding a good fit to describe it?
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