Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 67: Things Sakti Again

Space awakens. He was almost shocked when he saw Myria was still playing on her phone. The young man rubbed his face slowly to attract the attention of his wife.

“Kasa.”

“Why don't you sleep?”

“Not yet.” Myria replied casually. He stood up and helped Angkasa sit down. “You drink?”

Turn your head into an answer. Myria quickly took the bottle on the table and gave it to Angkasa.

“You were thinking about this afternoon, My?” After drinking, Angkasa asked. The young man guessed that Myria was still thinking about the arrival of two of Erika's parents this afternoon. Moreover, the words of Erika's mother and father were not worth hearing Myria as a wife.

“I pity to see Erika's mother so cry. It must be very sad because Erika is still being held.”

“Biarina. It was her fault too. Why should it be so? Though we do not ngusik Erika at all.”

“She is so because she is obsessed with you, Ka.”

Myria's words annihilated the calmness on Space's face. The young man's expression turned indifferent. He turned his eyes straight ahead. “You also want to say that because of love, Erika willing to be a crazy girl gini? Just so you know, My, since before I invited you to marry, I did not want to know him.” The sky looked to the side to see the wife's response. He was silent for a few seconds, then made another decision. “Udahlah, do not make us fight because of him. The legal path is the most appropriate, do not think about the same nyokap talk.”

The mood of Space deteriorated. Myria can't continue the conversation or get chaotic. Her husband is not easy to talk to if he already has his own thoughts.

Myria inched backwards and returned the bottle to the table. He doesn't talk much anymore.

“Relieve here and sleep!” the word Angkasa while shifting the body. The clock on the phone screen pointed to the number 00.00, but Myria was still awake. As a husband, Angkasa does not like to see his wife stay up late because of thinking about something.

“Myria,” says the young man full of affirmation. His eyes sharpened with a serious face.

“I can sleep on the next bed. Sleep with you later your hands nudged can hurt.” Myria replied no less seriously. He circled the patient's bed and headed for another bed reserved for the waiter.

Last night, the bed was worn by Mrs Nasita. However, now her mother-in-law was home because she was forced by Angkasa since afternoon. Now, there are two teenagers in one room.

Space took a breath after seeing Myria lay down. He wanted to hug his wife, but was lazy to say. His words must have been a little disturbing in the heart of the wife, she began to realize that.

“Astaghfirullah ..” Space is heavy. His gaze pointed towards the ceiling of the room with a mind flying into the air.

Getting married is not as easy as buying something. If there are household elements that sell, Angkasa may buy it. Whether it is patience, maturity, how to understand or whatever it is in order to be in line and not hurt the partner. However, again, marriage is a very long learning process beyond the academic period.

The day continues in its course. Day and night changed continuously until the first week of Myria semester holiday was over. The spaceman has gone home and is having his day at home. The young man is healthy. Can go anywhere you want with a note there are accompanying or dropping off because you cannot ride a motorcycle.

The night after Magrib, Myria gets a call from Friska. His best friend said he wanted to visit Angkasa with other friends. Myria confusedly replied and finally asked the mother-in-law.

Mrs Nasita of course welcomed with joy, while Angkasa was just silent no problem.

“Hai.” Friska came with four young men from the Angkasa gang who were in the hospital yesterday. The young men waved and threw smiles at Myria.

One week did not meet, making Friska and Myria both miss. Accustomed to anywhere both, now feels strange and lonely when at home alone.

“Come, login all.” His busy door was wider, so that his friends could come in and sit down. Myria rushed back to get a drink.

As everyone was just sitting down, Space appeared. The young man came and did a tos on the friends one by one except Friska. “Which contract?”

No one answered. Everyone looked at each other and threw authority to answer. In fact, Friska who was looking was confused.

“He's still mad at me?” Angkasa asked as he retreated to sit on the empty sofa.

“Eee ...” One young man in a black shirt scratched his head. He hesitated to explain. However, because it was stared at by Space continuously, finally confessed. “Actually we don't tell you if you want to come here, Ka.”

Seeing Space's changing gaze, the young man hurriedly explained again. “We-we worry, fear elo sama Sakti ntar fight. So, we're just diem-diem. No info on GC.”

Space clucked. Then, about to speak but Myria came. His wife carried many snacks in one tray, while two housekeepers trailed behind carrying drinks.

“Gue aja who calls him.”

Space's decision made the gang's first friend smile wryly. They looked at each other again, then both raised their hands as a sign of surrender. Nothing will prevent Space from contacting Sakti. Things his friends will fight or not, business later.

Just coming, Myria was confused. He glanced at everyone and was even more confused at the expressions of his friends. “You why?” ask because they are not comfortable.

“Not why-why, My.” One answered while grinning widely.

“Not possible.” Passing the kepo made Myria raise her voice. As a result, Angkasa who was on the side, who was trying to call Sakti, immediately pulled and glared.

Aware of her erroneous behavior and inviting Angkasa's dislike, Myria shut her mouth. His lips automatically close together and seen by the boys who were there. The young men held back a laugh seeing the actions of Angkasa treating Myria.

“It's so great Myria equals Kasa.” One whispered and responded to the friend next to him.

“Lucky, Bro, if Kasa gets a submissive wife. Than model girls like Erika first. Forgive me for seeing it nausea.” Another response was thrown. The four men were busy talking about their best friend.

Friska who heard until the bells.

“Ngot appointed ni son.” Many times the calls are connected, but there is no answer from Sakti. Space until it faces him. Could it be that his best friend is really angry and will break the friendship of fighting over Myria?

“Try my number, Ka.” The guy in black pulled out a cell phone. He was about to try contacting Sakti anyway.

“Neither need to call. I'm already here.” Not yet had a connected call, the person being talked about was already in the doorway with a helmet. His face was flat with no silly expression as usual, but more towards seriousness like a grown man. Moreover, Sakti's gaze when pointed at Myria who was sitting beside Space.