Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 32: Deep Talk

It was almost midnight, but Angkasa did not fall asleep. His eyes were still wide open and the drowsiness seemed to just disappear. After dinner, the young man entered the room next door and left Myria in the room that used to be his room. An afternoon chat hangs up without any explanation.

Unlike the usual who was ignorant and indifferent, for some reason when it comes to Myria, Angkasa turned into a thinker. The shadow of Myria who wanted to convey something kept flashing in her head.

“Argh!” Space rising. He sits on the bed, shuffling his hair. Want to sleep in a restless condition, in fact, is not as easy as expected. Angkasa thought with sleep, all his thoughts just forgot. However, the assumption is wrong and is inversely proportional, he is imsomnia.

“What are you hiding from me, My?” The agreement about each other not taking care of privacy matters seems wrong. At a time like this, Angkasa only realized that domestic relations must have an open and mutual trust. He was created as a man of advanced reason and logic, while a woman of feeling. Space is not good at guessing his wife's feelings.

“Gue to the room next to ajalah.” Surrender. Finally Angkasa actually went and caught up with Myria to her room. He hoped the door would not be locked so that it would freely enter without interrupting.

Just holding the door handle and wanting to push, Angkasa was already in trouble. He clucked as he could not break through and was forced to wake Myria up.

The knock on the door interfered with Myria's sleep. The girl opened her eyes and sat down for a while to make sure she didn't hear wrong.

“My, it's me.”

Vague sounds from outside caught the ear. Myria immediately got up and grabbed the hijab that was on the study chair.

“Kasa.”

Space is smiling sweetly. He scratched his head that wasn't itchy. Confused and doubt experienced by the young man when he wanted to convey the purpose of his arrival.

“You grab something?” Myria asked lazily while rubbing her eyes. His consciousness had not been a hundred percent whole again and could only guess so. Space did sleep in another room, but the matter of the book and all the needs of the young man was not brought.

“Gue want to sleep with lo.”

Myria's sleepiness disappeared slowly. He opened his eyes perfectly and observed the Space intently. The lips were about to refuse, but reality was against it. Myria could not possibly refuse her husband's will.

The door opened wide, Myria stepped towards the bed again. He said nothing and immediately threw himself on the left side.

“What you going to sleep on my back gini?”

“Why? Isn't it usually gini?” Without turning around, Myria replied. He was no longer sleepy, but deliberately forced his eyes to shut.

“Gue to say, Myria.”

No matter what time it was, Myria could only resign. He turned around, then got up and ended up sitting leaning on the head of the bed. “Iya, what? We still have school tomorrow? Why chat night-night?”

Space takes a breath. His suspicions were strengthened when he found Myria more jutek than ordinary days. He realized that his wife rarely laughed together despite being teased, but the aura was still different.

“Truthfully me, are you angry?”

Myria's forehead is wrinkled. “Why angry?”

Back Space sighs can question so. “Why do girls if asked to like her back? I'm serious, Myria.”

“I'm not angry. You come with that, I'm confused. So nanya, why am I angry?”

“Serious you're not angry? You're strange from the afternoon. I see a lot of thoughts from the face of lo.”

Myria turned her face away. He who initially paid his full attention as Angkasa spoke, was now staring straight at the window glass connecting the room and the balcony. The girl's lips began to move. “Kasa, what are we going to do in the future? Don't you feel burdened by this marriage? Isn't it that young people prefer to explore and enjoy youth with all their passions? Including you.”

Myria. He looked at the swipe of Angkasa's thumb on the back of his hand, then looked up again. “What if one day you like the girls out there?”

“Males like a lot of women it's a regular thing times, My. But most importantly, how many temptations are out there, the place back is still his wife. Don't put your mind to make bad things that are not sure of events. Just focus on how your husband can feel enough and be grateful for the presence of lo doang without the need to add others again as an outlet.”

Space takes a deep breath as a speech pause. He held tightly to Myria's palm and spoke again, “Ya, although it is not guaranteed that a good and obedient wife can prevent a seductive husband out there, at least, you have fulfilled your obligation. If in the afterlife asked, you can answer if you have the best effort possible. The heart is actually only God and your partner can control. Want to be given a couple as perfect whatever, if there is no loyal intention, yes, end play serong.”

The condition was silent for a few seconds because Myria did not answer all the explanations of her husband. As a result, the joking Space, “Gue if you talk about it already looks very mature, yes?” The young man laughed softly, laughing at himself for being suddenly wise.

Myria, who had been troubled since, finally smiled. Indeed Angkasa often sucks because of the interpreter, but no less also his behavior makes people entertained. Of the various attitudes of the man, Myria is grateful only herself and the people of the house know.

“Are you not tired of playing basketball and not sleeping at this hour?” Chat topics, Myria over. Although he had not spoken openly about his worries since the afternoon, he believed in Angkasa from the way the young man thought.

“No idea, I'm suddenly insomnia.” The spaceman replied in a lethargic tone. He rarely stayed up, but it was hard to sleep tonight. “I think I need a deh, My.”

Hands immediately pulled, Myria created distance with Space. “Kasa, don't be careless!”

Angkasa who was shocked immediately protested, “Gue did not say lo.” He's clucking. “Udah here. Come, sleep.”

Reluctant to believe. Of course so, Myria was afraid that Angkasa would suddenly pounce. Who guarantees himself safety?

“Sleep, Myria.” Eyes closed, the body splashed into the mattress, but Angkasa knew if his wife was still sitting on the edge of the bed. The guy patted the side of him that was still empty. “Gue peeper bed lo. Seriously, no need to.”

“Appointment?”

“Hm ...”

***

The morning was about to leave school, Myria was astonished by Angkasa. Her husband had already left a few minutes ago, but was still in front of the terrace.

“Bareng me.” The helmet thrust towards Myria, while Angkasa was already sitting quietly in the front seat.

“No, ah. Want to take a ride on aja kayak usually.”

Space clucked. “Buruan! When are we going to hide? Let the kids know, they think we're dating the most.”

“That's exactly it, I don't want.”

“Why? Am I ashamed to be your girlfriend?”

“Kasa, you don't realize how many fans you have? I don't want to be bullied by one school girl.”

“There's nothing, I'm protecting elo. Buruan, come!”

It is not space if you give up and do not force. The young man remained steadfast with his will and would wait until his wife wanted to.

Myria received the helmet with a pouting face. She got into the car and had to go with her husband.

You said you were my protector? Yesterday where was your ex-boyfriend's time bothering me, Kasa?