Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 36: Issues of Imsomnia

“Lo sleep, My?”

Myria flipped over the body that was originally turned back, now changing face up. His head turned slightly to the side. “Near sleep, why?”

“Sleep if it is.”

Myria's forehead frowned in wonder at Space's attitude. He asked again, “You didn't sleep? It's almost eleven o'clock now.”

“Gue is not sleepy. Imsomnia again like.” The space breathed heavily after that. He's like a frustrated guy with a hard time sleeping. I don't know what caused it.

Myria suddenly woke up and tidied up the hijab. She sat facing her husband. “Do I want to make milk? He said, the amino acid content of tryptophan in milk can make calm just as make the body relax. Might be able to help you sleepy later.”

Space glanced for a moment, then looked back at the ceiling of the room. The light in the room was already dim and not the slightest glare, but the young man was still difficult to close his eyes let alone fly into dreamland.

“Neventless. I even have got elo. Back to sleep, gih!”

“Where is the wife feeling repotted husband?” Myria answered at once asking. “Udah is my duty, kok, wait for you.”

Angkasa reviewed the smile. The dimples of his cheeks are still clearly visible even though the room is minimal light. The young man shook his head, then told Myria to lie down again.

No need to protest especially until the end of the debate, Myria broke down and also stared at the ceiling of the room. He and Angkasa eventually kept quiet and pondered over their own thoughts.

“Lo do not want to open the hijab, My? I'm not a stranger.”

Dirabanya head covering cloth that was used since the afternoon, Myria folded her lips because of doubt. He is still not used to showing his hair and neck to family members, both Mr. Aji and Angkasa.

“You mind me gini?”

Space takes a breath. “What's wrong with pointing out your beauty for your own husband?”

Silence sneaks. Space was not pushy, but the young man's speech made Myria overthinking. “Iya, deh, I'm open. But you can't ask for anything else.”

The 18-year-old man who was originally flat-faced actually laughed softly. Angkasa glanced at Myria who was attaching the headscarf to the headboard. The long, black hair that had only been seen a few days ago, could finally be seen again now.

“Papa talked to me about college, last time you helped Mama finish the dinner plate. He just, we want a lecture where.”

While arranging a comfortable receding position, Myria listened intently. His eyes blinked lightly with his face facing Space. “Terus?”

“Now I want nanya elo to lecture where?”

“Eum ..” Myria thinks. One index finger stuck to the chin, while his forehead wrinkled again as if showing seriousness. “From the beginning I was not too high dream that is difficult to reach, but if you just I have a desire to go to college where, I want to go to Turkey. In addition to a good level of education, it is more comfortable to live in a country that the majority remain Muslim.”

Angkasa's heart was a little disappointed because it turned out that he and his wife were different paths. However, it is not then swallowed raw just like the chat matter this time. The space also changed the position to be tilted until he and Myria faced each other. “But I want to go to England,” said the young man honestly.

Myria. His eyes slowly blinked with a glued gaze full on the face of Angkasa. Although there was a bolster in the middle as a barrier, such a position still made his heart a little unconditioned.

Space is too perfect. Handsome faces, intelligent brains, and abundant treasures had been possessed by this time. Not to mention, his motorbike riding skills and basketball games are unquestionable.

“My, even daydream.”

“Oh, the, yes. Yeah, not pa-pa. Doesn't everyone have their own goals?” Myria grimaces. “I understand, really, that we will not always be the same. In part it's just my wish, not necessarily realized.”

“But, Ka—”

“Gue is not ridho if lo safar alone even though this is a matter of demanding knowledge. Especially until annual.”

Myria. Once Space says so, nothing can be done anymore.

“Papa just give us the choice to go abroad, or even if LDR, you stay with your family here. There is no choice lo there alone and I am elsewhere myself too.”

“Ka, I just thought I didn't want to do your dream. If you want to go to England, I don't dare to make my wish. I can wait for you here or come to England too.”

One hand of Myria was drawn by Space. The young man gave warmth through touch. “Gue would rather see you happy as your choice than my own happiness. Elo seneng, I will join seneng.”

Myria. He could not guess what was inside the Space Chief. The more he came here, the more surprising things from the young man in front of him were. Space is like two different figures at school and home. The young man can be ice-cold and completely indifferent to circumstances, but when being warm, will be able to shake the heart.

Turning his gaze into Myria's choice. He worries not to be strong with Angkasa's charm and successfully grows the seeds of love later. Myria admitted, she has not wanted to open her heart to the opposite sex at this time.

“Kasa, thank you for all your kindness,” said Myria with a slightly lowered face. His hand was still tightly grasped by Angkasa, he had no thoughts of pulling back.

A faint smile framed the face of Space. The young man reached up to the bolster, then said, “Where if you thank you it is manifested into action?”

“Means?” The beautiful eyes that had looked the other way back to the sky. Myria's two senses of vision looked calm as well as the well water.

Space taps its own cheek with its index finger. His lips covered a wide, controlled smile. “Give me a kiss as a sign of thanks lo.”

The sleepiness disappeared instantly as Myria's eyes opened wide. He almost turned his back, but Space held back.

“Once, doang, My.”

“Kasa.”

“Once, as an introduction I sleep.” Keep trying to seduce, Angkasa's smile still expands perfectly on the face. He's negotiating for profit tonight.

“Ka—”

“This command.”

Always losing, in the end Myria according to. He began to raise his body, then drew closer to Space's face. One hand is used to hold the weight so as not to fall.

The conditions were immediately quiet and there was only the sound of Myria's heart beating crazily. Really am! For 18 years he lived, let alone kiss men, close almost never. The nervousness could not be denied anymore, so nervous, Myria closed her eyes tightly.

Almost Myria's face reached near the cheek, but Angkasa deliberately twisted half of her body. As a result, it was not Myria's lips that met Angkasa's cheeks, but the lips met the lips.

The cup!

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