MARRY MY LOVER'S BEST FRIEND

MARRY MY LOVER'S BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 61


"Yes what?" mbok Welas asked as I asked for an explanation.


"Just now, just as I said there was no one at home," I said a little worriedly.


Mbok Welas even laughed at his words. Mbok Welas finally opened the story that it was all at the request and the game Arka. When I came out of the room, Arka rushed to see Mbok Welas and invited Mbok Welas who had just finished cooking to hide from me, so that it was as if there was no one at home even though they were both following me.


"Mbok knows you love and care about Dik Arka but you don't love him yet" said Mbok Welas who made me petrified.


"Dik Arka is also like that because he wants to be with you always, who knows your feelings change. As the Javanese saying witing tresno jalaran soko kulino," continued Mbok Welas.


"Why did Mbok know we didn't love each other?" I finally opened my mouth.


Mbok Welas then said that in love there is affection accompanied by gentle lust, full of sincerity and warmth that can be enjoyed by two lovers who are in love. That passion wasn't on us, let alone me. I tend to be cold and uncomfortable with a touch from Arka. Usually, people who are in love will be very happy to be hugged and kissed, let alone a husband and wife, it is very natural for it to get to an intimate relationship.


"You are still a virgin, Dik Arka does not force you because he wants you both to be comfortable and enjoy it" said Mbok Welas who surprised me greatly.


"Mas Arka's story is all the same Mbok?" tanyaku be careful to make sure.


"No, but I always watched you from the beginning, and all the more clearly, imagine trying, Which wife every night is afraid to sleep with her husband? To threaten and lash out of the room?" mbok Welas asked while gently patting my shoulder.


"Here, this soap opera is about to start. You sleep there do not disturb the Mbok," said Mbok Welas again who then focus on television.


I went back to my room and examined every word spoken by Mbok Welas. There's a point. Does it look that obvious there's no love for Arka from me? Even the shadow of the clouds still haunts my mind. All this time I was just trying to get used to accepting the presence of Arka by my side without ever thinking of giving her a space of love.


Arka was back when I was still sitting pensively at the end of the bed. As usual, I felt her and she gently kissed me on my forehead. I did not immediately let go of her hand and I tried to dare to look into her eyes.


"You don't want to haunt me?" I asked Arka stammering.


"You're just nervous like that, later on if you're really sure," said Arka who squatted in front of me and then kissed the back of my hand.


Arka then changed her clothes and went up to the bed. Tonight was not as usual, she went to sleep without hugging me. I looked at his handsome face and I dared to kiss him on the cheek.


"Mas, I'm afraid." I said slowly hoping he'd hear it even if it was just an excuse I made up for whatever.


"I'm here to you" said Arka with her eyes closed but not reaching out to embrace me.


I then shut up, then slept next to him and turned my back on him. He did not also hug me from behind, instead sounding a subtle snore that indicated Arka was asleep in exhaustion. It feels like there is less.


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"From Dik Arka age 2 months already in the hands of the Mbok, already more than his own children," said Mbok Welas who made me touched.


Finally I threatened Welas mbok, if he did not want to obey my words, I did not hesitate to report to Arka so that mbok Welas fired and it turned out to be very successful.


Mbok Welas is really like a mother to us here. He took care of both of us. Starting from eating, a comfortable place to live and clean and neat clothes even give us the advice we really need.


"Kas, yuk streets," Arka invited while I was busy helping Mbok Welas prepare cooking ingredients.


"Tuh, let's go. Come along, do not disturb the mbok continue," said Mbok Welas while putting back everything in my hands.


I then approached Arka who was wearing only a t-shirt and shorts, looking very relaxed. It turned out that Arka took me to the nearest minimarket to buy some household needs that had not been bought when we moved yesterday. Surprised, Arka continued to walk a little ahead of me not even holding me as usual. Did my question last night bother him enough that he changed? Arka also did not tease me or even insult me.


"Mas, you're all right?" my question made Arka suddenly stop and caused me to hit him from behind.


"Why?" asked Arka while looking back.


"From last night you were weird, not as usual," I said very carefully for fear of offending him.


Arka just smiled and continued her footsteps. I would at least like to be in a situation like this, confused by circumstances that I can't figure out what's causing. I then aligned my steps with Arka. Then Arka met many people she knew who turned out to be her childhood playmates. In the past Arka often spent weekends at his eye home so it is not surprising that many know him. But it was a shock when Arka didn't introduce me as his wife. What happened to Arka? why did he change so drastically in just one night?


"Mas why?" I asked when we got home and arranged all the groceries.


"Why what?" asked Arka very gently as if nothing had happened.


"Mas, today is not as usual," I complained to him.


"How do I usually do?" tanya Arka looked at me with a smile while propping up her chin.


"Yes, that's not it," I said confusedly choosing the right word to explain the details.


"How do you want it?" said Arka who now sits so close to me and successfully made me misbehave.


Arka started teasing me again, with her touch making me nervous and not knowing what to do. Especially when her hands were tightly coiled around my waist and her chin was affixed to my shoulder.


"What are you talking about Mbok Welas to ask to be impregnated?" arka's question makes me even more confused.


What should I answer? All the words just disappeared from my head. Even my brain feels frozen, what should I do next?