Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 44: Propose of Myria

This semester exam of the school year felt different than it did years ago for Myria. He could not focus fully on learning because the mind branched out to take the heart of Space and end the dispute. The misunderstanding on the first day of yesterday's replay, still long in the following days, even the repetition is almost complete.

In front of the mirror after dressing up, Myria sighed. He looked at the dark circles that adorned his eyes. The last three days, the girl had trouble sleeping. He was agitated without direction.

Space did not completely silence Myria. The young man will talk at certain times. When his wife asked him if he was angry? Space's answer is just a sledgehammer.

"Breakfast, honey." Mrs Nasita put a bowl of oatmeal with a sprinkle of almonds on it towards the chair where Myria often sat. He then added a glass of milk near the bowl.

"Thank you, Bun." Myria smiled sweetly. His sluggish face should be wiped away right now when dealing with father and mother-in-law. He did not want to invite questions let alone trouble others in household affairs.

Not once did Myria come into conflict with Angkasa an ego matter that could not be conditioned. Misconceptions that start from small things and are raised to the end of the cold war almost several times must be passed. However, whatever it was, Myria still tried to think positively and did not want to blame Angkasa or herself. Getting married was indeed an endless learning process, and Myria understood that.

Breakfast in a calm and peaceful situation. Mr. Aji did not say much, but Mrs Nasita occasionally chatted.

"Is this your last day of exams?"

Myria and Space movements stopped simultaneously. The two looked up and answered "yes" simultaneously.

"Mom can't wait to see your replies." A smile followed by a look of hope to decorate the face of Mrs Nasita. He shifted a little and stroked the arms of the husband spoiled. "Papa too, right, Pa?"

Master Aji nodded. "Of course, Ma. Every parent, would want to know how far their child is processing."

The chatter of the two old men became the center of Myria's attention. The girl was full and imagined if she had a whole family like the Angkasa family. For years he had to get used to it without a father's warm embrace, but his little heart often cried out longing.

The Space Breakfast is over. He said goodbye first. The young man approached Mr. Aji and Mrs Nasita to kiss her hands, then moved on to Myria and left a gentle swab over her head. Yes, it is like that the habit of Angkasa when saying goodbye to his wife.

"Gue's leaving. Be careful, ntar."

Myria head nodded once and Angkasa immediately left.

"Sauces." Madam Nasita suddenly called out. No son was left behind.

The space turns the body and returns to face the dining table. "Yes, Ma."

"When do you talk like that? Mama wants the lo-gue call to Myria replaced. I'm not comfortable hearing that."

Space pursed lips. He glanced at Myria who happened to be staring at him. The young man then returned to see his mother. "Yes, Ma. I'm goin. Assalamualaikum."

Everyone at the dinner table answered his greetings. Myria was silent for a few seconds, then rushed to put a spoon and wiped her mouth. The girl stood up and walked over to Lady Nasita. "Mother, Papa, Myria is leaving too."

"Myria is full, Bun." Kissing her hand, Myria answered. He slightly ran towards the front room to get outside.

Not quite running around inside the house, Myria still ran after closing the door. He came down from the terrace and stepped into the paving block of the courtyard with a powerful jolt.

When Myria's eyes saw Angkasa successfully pull out the motor from the garage, she ran over again.

Myria's two hands stretched out completely right and left when it arrived. The girl's body position prevents the motor from passing. The space that saw him frowned.

"I want to go with you."

Wrinkles in the forehead of Angkasa deepened to print several folds. The young man said, "Seriously lo?"

Myria nodded confidently.

"Yes, here."

A smile was painted on the lips as red as Myria's pomegranate. The girl received a helmet, then climbed in the back.

"Udah?"

"Ms." Myria muttered. Then, he wrapped his arm around the belly of Space without permission or waiting for a command. This time it was purely his own initiative. "I'm ready. Come on, go."

Angkasa glanced down and saw Myria's hand. He wanted to smile, but was deliberately held back and kept his face white.

On the way, several times Angkasa glanced at the rearview mirror. He looked back to the front when Myria almost caught sight of him.

"Kasa, let's go on vacation with this test. No need to go to Japan, go to the top villas or beach hotels, I'm happy."

Bak found an oasis in the middle of the desert, the heart of Angkasa that has been heating up since yesterday-yesterday now began to cool to hear Myria's invitation. The young man did not want to waste the opportunity opened wide by his wife. And so, he agreed.

"Yeah! You serious?" Myria's smile was perfect. The smile that had disappeared from the face for several months finally rose again.

Angkasa also happy to see his wife as enthusiastic.

This girl always makes me unable to get angry.