You're Not a Figurant

[POV Alex] Ch 12 - Make You My Wife

Getting that question, made me able to answer steadily. "I'll marry her sir."

I looked at me intensely. Looks like I'm judging the whole thing. I wonder if I can trust her son to me. Then, he breathed heavily.

"It seems I have no choice." Dad's eyes are glaring. Seemed to have fallen in line with his son's destiny. "When was the wedding?"

"I'll take care of the papers first sir. It might take a week..."

"The sooner, the better. Waiting for the letter to be completed is too long. Marry you tomorrow. Siri's wedding was okay. Your family can't come, can they?"

"Yes Sir. My parents are in Singapore."

"That was also a consideration. It is impossible to get married when no one in your family can attend. Your family was also devastated. You can get married again after she gives birth. But you've got to take care of the letters."

"Good Sir." I exhaled a sigh of relief. The burden on my chest was like it was lifted up. I've got the Khansa family's support. Now just tie Khansa up, to be mine forever.

***

That afternoon we went straight to the city of Malang. Along the way, Dad always warned me. If I can't make his son happy, he'll take it back. Of course it's a very scary threat. Taking Khansa from me is like taking my own life. I can't be the same person anymore.

"You need to take care of everything quickly. I want you to, you're married tomorrow. It's okay to be simple, religiously important you're already legitimate. Understood?"

"Yes Father." in response to Dad's orders, I immediately contacted Vinda. He told her to prepare everything.

***

We arrived in the city of Malang on the eve of the Maghrib. I immediately took the group to kosan Khansa. I knew the woman would be very surprised. But I have no other choice. The only way to marry Khansa is to ask for her family's support.

True allegations. That night was a long drama. Dad scolded Khansa all out. The woman was crying. Want me to grab her body in a hug and calm her down. Dad told Khansa to marry me, without a word of refutation. Hearing Father's verdict, Khansa's cry grew even more miserable. My heart hurts to see it that way.

Is that how Khansa hates me? Am I so disgusting that she turned me down so desperately? Is it because my old attitude made Khansa hate me so much? I remember the words of Khansa when she was in High School. He hates to see me cry.

"Your behavior last night got me distracted and fed up! Hey Alex!! You are not the only one who has problems in life! My problem is more! I don't have time to listen to your wits!"

I guess I have to change my attitude. Khansa can't see me crying. I can't see me weak. I must always be strong. As if everything was okay. Maybe with that, Khansa will be able to start loving me.

***

Like the plan Dad had made, the wedding was actually done the next day. Everything went very well. My heart cheered when I confirmed Khansa as my wife. My hands itch to grab her in the arms.

Completed ijab qabul, that day the Khansa family decided to go home. We drove them away. After the Khansa family left, I turned my body around. Staring at my bride with a burning feeling. I want to announce to the world its existence.

I took her hand, but as usual Khansa brushed it off. Looks like I'll have to use a strict attitude to make Khansa more submissive.

That day I drove Khansa to the transport museum. I'm really very happy. Khansa allowed me to hold her hand. Seeing our hands intertwined like that made me tear up. Hah, I can't be like this. Khansa will be illfeel if I see me like this again.

Let me hug you, baby. I can't hold it anymore.

I walked towards Khansa. Then I put a blanket on her body. Both of my hands hugged her from behind. I feel like I'm back home. The smell of Khansa's body is very soothing. Makes me very happy.

"Cold?" ask me without taking off a hug.

"Le-let go." Khansa's voice sounded unconvinced. I didn't take off my arms. I'm getting my arms tight.

Khansas... I love you very, very much. I'm gonna make me happy. Don't hate me. Immediately accept me in your heart.

All night long I held Khansa's hand. The woman no longer refused. Several times I kissed the back of her hand, expressing my gratitude for her being by my side now. For a moment I forgot the disaster that befell my family. I'm just focusing on Khansa.

***

At eight o'clock, we immediately returned to the hotel. I have prepared a special dinner for my beloved. Given the large portion of his meal, I ordered quite a lot of food.

Khansa looked surprised by the surprise I gave her. I teased him, that surprise I did to eat him. Khansa looked terrified. His attitude like that is very funny. I couldn't help but laugh.

After the shower, we started to have dinner together. I serve Khansa. Get him whatever he wants. I'm Khansa's husband now. I am free to show her my love. No one can ban him, not even Khansa.

After the meal, I told the hotel maid to clean the table. Then I went back to Khansa. I see my cute wife is sleepy. I couldn't help but laugh seeing it that way.

I took a sock in the suitcase. I deliberately told Winda to buy some socks, gloves and a scarf for Khansa. The air in the Malang city was very cold, I was afraid that the woman was cold.

I went back to Khansa and knelt in front of her. I started putting on socks.

"Se-what's mediocre?" a soft voice dipped in my ear. I looked up, looking at him with love.

"It's cold in here. Don't catch a cold." I continued putting socks on the other leg. When I finished, I looked back at Khansa. The woman's eyes seemed narrowed and unfocused. It was very obvious that he was exhausted. It's obvious that he's tired. There is no word of rest for us.

"Congratulations?" my question, which was answered with a nod of the head. Huh, why is she so adorable? I couldn't bear to repeat our night back then. But Khansa looked very exhausted. Looks like I'll have to postpone our sacred night.

I carried Khansa's body and held her in my chest. The smell of his body filled my senses again. It made me drunk and want to drown in his body. I have to hold back.

I laid Khansa on the bed and covered her. Then I joined him. Without a doubt I pulled Khansa into a hug. Khansa seemed resigned to my treatment.

"Sleep baby." I said as I kissed her forehead gently.

I love you so much, Khansa Aulia. My wife, my lover, the mother of my son. Staywith me.

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