Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 71: Back to School

“Nevent gone, Ka. Why at home, anyway? There are no lessons tomorrow either. At most schedule divisions. Ntar I catetin.” Myria still continues to block Space's will for school tomorrow. Her husband wanted to leave, but she objected. The girl thought, just let Space at home rather than to school would be exhausted. Moreover, the condition of his injuries had not recovered one hundred percent.

“My boss, My. You go to school, I want to do something at home?”

“Yes, relax. Rest. Watch movies or play with cats.”

Myria's answer immediately invited a decision from Space. The young man who was leaning on the sofa of the room snorted and ended up putting on a pouting face. He changed position so he stood up and prepared to come out.

“Where to?” Myria stood up. He chased after Space before completely leaving the room. Although the husband can walk anywhere, Myria remains wary because one hand of Angkasa can not be moved perfectly.

“Down. Bete's in your same room. It's this ngemararang it.” Still going, Space grumbled. His patience level has run out because for two weeks he was locked up at home and could not go anywhere. Just like he was in a coma.

Myria sighed then aligned her steps with her husband. From the right side, he embraced Space's arm to descend the stairs. “Where do you want to go for a walk? I temenin.”

Just tracing three stairs from above, Angkasa stopped and looked at Myria's face looking up at him. He melengos again because he still wants to continue the sulking event.

“Ka.”

“Kasa.” The first call was not responded to, Myria had not given up. “Kasa, ih!” The arm that was coiled on the shoulder was swayed slowly, while the leg continued to step down. “Don't sulk, dong. I promise you I'll go home tomorrow. Anyway nanggung know, tomorrow's Friday. Saturday we are off again. You better rest at home.”

Space does not reply. The guy just glanced through the corner of the eye and continued down the stairs.

Time that keeps going. Since the morning of the dawn prayer, Myria was ready to go to school. He was so excited to see his friends again.

Meanwhile, Space is still the same as yesterday. The young man remained wry-faced and was reluctant to speak. He was only part of being a spectator for the busy Myria.

Time and time again Angkasa sighed long and deliberately made up in order to get Myria's attention. He wanted to show how good it was at home. However, Myria's response was just a faint smile. It does not relax the heart at all.

Finished with a change of clothes, dress up and pack your luggage in the form of a notebook and other stationery, Myria approached. She sat next to her husband.

“I'm leaving, yes. At home there's Auntie, if there's anything you can call me, right? Mommy said she also did not go to the boutique. So you have the theme.”

“Hm.”

Myria's smile almost faded hearing Angkasa's response, but she had to be patient. Her husband is so. Sometimes they are adults.

“Ka, sincerely not? You ridho didn't I leave this?”

Breathing out of the nose for the umpteenth time. Space looked at Myria and rubbed his head. “Iya, I'm sincere. Go there and be careful.”

Myria's smile grew wider. He pulled the husband's hand and then gave a kiss on the back of the hand. “I'll spit home.”

Space held back as Myria's hand nearly slipped off. The young man looked up. “Neither kiss hands enough, doang. Others are still plenty.”

Given her a brief peck on the cheek, forehead, and lips of the husband, Myria hurriedly left after that. It felt like he had lost face to return Angkasa's gaze this morning. Therefore, the best pillhan is to run away.

The new space can the morning vitamin smile thinly while touching the cheeks. He immediately stood up and followed his wife to get off.

The car that drove Myria finally reached school. The atmosphere was crowded and looked different. Myria's feet continued down the front hall of the class, then confused to see the front condition of her own class which was crowded with many students.

“What's up, yes?” Myria muttered softly, but she continued to swing her legs.

Arriving near the door, the girls stepped aside and opened the way for Myria or the rest of the class. The girls looked uneasy as if they were waiting for someone.

The newly arrived Friska was just as confused. He approached Myria. “What's the matter, anyway?”

Myria raised her shoulders. He himself had not found an answer since.

“Any.”

“Let's do it, Fris. Ntar is also on the go if tired.”

Friska nodded. “Eh, by the way, how's Kasa? Haven't come to him?” Friska only realized that two guys on the bench behind her were not yet visible. He dyed to and fro.

“Kasa not in. Let him rest. Ngeyel wants to be here, anyway, today. Just Mommy ngelarang.”

Not yet finished the chat Myria and Friska, the attention of the two girls was distracted by the noise in front of the class. They compactly turned their head and saw Sakti being shrouded.

“Kepo, deh, I, My.” Friska stood up leaving the bench. He approached the crowd slowly and took a safe distance so as not to be pressed.

From the stand, Friska could hear that Sakti was being interviewed regarding the state of Space. The guy until it is not visible form so full of hordes of girls.

“Amaz, deh, these girls. One day if you know Angkasa already has a wife, heartbreak all of you.”

Almost tens of minutes passed with Sakti constantly answering questions. I don't know why the young man was not tired.

Friska had returned to sit with Myria. He told me a lot during the semester break.

Amidst the preoccupation of chatting, a young man known as the chairman of OSIS came. He approached Myria's bench. “Kak, whose name is Myria where?”

“I.” Myria replied calmly.

“Kakak was called to the principal's room, Kak.”