Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 19: Warning

“Kasa.”

The call followed by a knock on the door surprised two people who almost met the lips. Myria immediately pushed her husband with all her might. The space itself immediately melengos and memahut sound from outside.

The door to the room is open. Space saw her mother carrying a tray containing two glasses of milk and food.

“Papa go home bring by-by this cake. Mama made you and Myria some milk. Take!.” Trays thrust towards her son, Nyonya Nasita added, “Don't forget to bring down the tray when it's up.”

The young man's hand was raised to receive the gift. “Still, Ma.”

Mrs Nasita was down immediately when the business was over. He had asked the whereabouts of his son-in-law and answered Angkasa was studying. It was true, Myria had returned to the existing study table.

The door is back closed. Space breathed out as if issuing a burden. His feet slowly stepped towards the sofa table, then landed food. “Mama bawain elo food, My.”

Myria stopped doing the work. She glanced at her husband who was walking in a direction with her being.

“Myria!” The sound of Space. Of course the young man knew that his wife pretended not to hear.

Hurriedly Myria stood up and approached back to Space. He's down. “Iya, thanks.”

Tongue clucked, Angkasa slammed himself onto the sofa and pulled Myria's hand without permission. Deliberately doing that, Angkasa wanted to know of Myria's other response. True, his new wife was squealing reflexively.

“K–Ka.” Myria's throat seemed to be suffocating suddenly. Just to say one word should be choked and not smooth. Which girl is not nervous when landing right in the arms and can gaze so intensely from a young man like Angkasa.

“Gue the type of person who males repeat speech, Myria. Could it be that elo will not do the kayak thing earlier? Except that emang elo really not denger.”

 Myria's lips were speechless. He nodded stiffly.

Enough for Space to get such an answer. However, the guy did not take off his embrace at all. “See me, My.”

Although the heart seems to be swayed in the middle of a sea of nervousness. Myria slowly raised her head. It felt so hard doing that because he was worried about being caught off guard again like a few minutes ago.

“Lo still afraid of me?”

Myria nodded.

“We're this close, you're still scared?” Space chuckled for a moment. “But there is my right in lo, My.”

Myria went deeper. She is not a girl who knows nothing. The phrase Angkasa clearly leads to a discussion about the relationship between the rights and obligations of husband and wife.

“I ...” Myria was confused to explain. However, the marriage that has been running is indeed done suddenly. “I'm not pa-pa, really, if you want to ask for your rights. Everything I have is for you.”

Myria's answer left Space dumbfounded. Still in a hugging position, the young man lost the talk. Intentions were only tempting so that awkwardness was not maintained for too long, but Myria's response was truly unexpected.

Slowly, Angkasa's hand moved sideways, then lowered Myria's body onto the sofa. Angkasa's back was vertical and his hand rubbed the wife's cheek. “Gue wouldn't have asked for that if it wasn't you who gave me permission. I married Elo not to give you the pressure of life. Lupain my talk.”

Sudden condition of silence. Space was silent and still looking at Myria, while the girl was no longer adding to the conversation. Honestly, Myria is not ready to give sanctity to anyone, once to the husband. In addition to no love, he also thinks it is too young if later conceded.

***

“Woi, Rik! His son came in.” Risti ran inside. He who had been monitoring Myria from the front of the class, hurriedly reported to his best friend. “Lo want nyamperin now?”

Erika looked at the watch on her left hand. He's clucking. “Udah want bell. Just take a break.”

“Serius lo? Rest there is a queennya that tone know!”

Erika's eyeballs rotate regularly. He remembered that there was always Friska beside Myria. “Biarin. I just want a warning.”

When the break arrived, Friska pulled Myria to the cafeteria as usual.

“My, stop by the restroom,” said Friska in the middle of the road and was embraced by Myria. The two girls turned the direction.

Erika, who had been trailing, rushed over to Myria. Got such an opportunity, of course there is no need to rethink to act.

“Myria.”

“Gue heard from nyokap if you get out of work. Why?” Erika was still able to get stale, while Risti kept an eye on the toilet door where Friska was.

“Eum, yes. Me ...” Myria was confused to explain because yesterday resigned on the orders of Space. All decisions are not due to personal will.

Not finished Myria replied, Erika again interjected, “Gue also see lo dibonceng Kasa yesterday.”

Heart beating. Myria was sure that her facial expression had now changed in shock.

“Lo what is it, anyway, My, the same Space?” Erika returned.

“I have nothing. He only offered to go home yesterday because I have been waiting for a long time for transportation that does not pass through.”

Erika was silent, but her two eyes were staring seriously like skinning someone. Meanwhile, the impatient Risti. “You sure you have nothing?” risti said full of insinuations. He looked cynically and there was no warmth at all.

“Eum, yes.” Myria hesitated. Her fingers twisted the tip of the hijab because they had to lie.

The three girls in front of the toilet were still fighting each other without speaking. Until when the sound of the door opened, Erika and Risti hurriedly came to their senses.

“Inget, yes, My, this time I still believe in lo. But if I know there is something you can cover, I want to act.” Erika said with great emphasis. His eyes were still staring intently intimidatingly. Of the hundreds of students who lined up with her, Erika indeed continued to obsess over Space.

“Denger, tuh!” Risti's index finger pushed Myria's shoulder to the left. He turned around and shook his hair until it hit Myria's face.

Friska has only emerged after confirming the hijab. This time, he didn't know what was going on. However, his sense of sight could still be grasping the back of Erika and Risti who were starting far away. “That's Erika?”

Myria nodded. “Iya.”

“Nyamperin you, My?”

Recalling the chaos yesterday, Myria chose to hide the truth. “No, coke. To the toilet too.”

Not wanting to take a headache, Friska believed it just like that. The girl was already hungry and there was no time to think about anything else.

The canteen was still crowded even though the break bell had been missed a few minutes ago. Friska was looking for an empty bench.

“Myria, here!”

The voice distracts. Myria and Friska turned their heads and found Sakti waving her hand. Of course the two girls were dumbfounded for a moment.

“Kesambet what Sakti ngajakin we semeja?”

Myria's shoulder was prying, but her eyes swept over the same friends as Sakti. There was no Erika and Risti as usual, there was only her husband.

“Fris, game!” Sakti shouted once more. The man stood up and approached. “All tables are full, live my table and the kids are empty. Usually filled Erika with Risti, they do not exist today. So you guys join us.”

Friska exchanged glances with her best friend for an opinion.

“Eng ...”

“Udahlah, relax aja.” Sakti's hand suddenly pulled in originally. Several times Myria and Friska asked to be released, but the man was actually grinning. He did not know if Space continued to pay attention.

“Sit here, I treat you guys because I'm happy again.”

“Blessed why?” Friska asked while looking for a comfortable position in the seat.

“Bless to get a gift. Our motorcycle gang leader wants to join again.”

The person in question looked up. Angkasa glared at Sakti from the seat. Without saying a word, the gaze given already represented his threat.

“Iya-iya, I'm diem.” Instead of getting a punch from Space, Sakti immediately went to order. He could be just as alive if he kept bothering his best friend.

Different from Sakti who was talking casually and had left, Myria actually thought of the talk just now. The girl wondered in silence, would her husband be back in the race?