Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 75: Accept Advice

“Meet trus lacquer DNA test aja, My, as per the person's wishes.” When I entered the room and saw Myria daydreaming, Space approached. He leaned over and wrapped his arms around his wife's stomach. The young man was also uncomfortable seeing Myria often brooding over the past two weeks. “I don't like you being fooled. There's nothing, talk and finish together. If we can't, just chat with Mama-Papa.”

Breathing out from her lips, Myria stared at the outside view from behind the glass window. For almost two hours the girl stood there and there was still no movement. “Kasa, if Mr Tirta is really my father, how?”

“What's the way?” Angkasa put his chin onto Myria's shoulder while tightening his embrace. “Alhamdulillah, if he is your father. That means, right, your desire has been realized to know who and where your father has been.”

“But if not?”

Myria's question made Angkasa smile. “No, yes, already. Don't think about it anymore. You are the same with me. We live in the Literary family and will come out later if you are already bosen here.”

Myria was silent. His heart and mind have been raging for two weeks since meeting Mr. Tirta at school. He never thought there would be a man claiming to be a father when his mother was no longer in the world.

“Contact Mr. Tirta tomorrow, I'll accompany you to make a DNA test.”

Myria turned her head, Angkasa reflexively stood firm and returned a gaze. The young man smiled and nodded. “Bene or not matter Mr. Tirta your father, you will keep the same me. The important thing is, right, now how do you get answers rather than continue to believe gini, My.”

Myria's body rotated completely facing Space. His two hands extended forward and slipped between his two arms. Myria landed her head to lean back, she wanted to find calm between the warm body of the husband.

“Kasa, thank you for keeping trying to understand me. Sorry if I haven't been a good wife to you, Ka.”

Space smiled thinly. With one hand, she rubbed Myria's hair down to her back. “Nothing is perfect in this world, My. You obey me, it's enough for me to think you're a good wife. No need to be grandiose because I also know myself as far as being a husband.”

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In the morning while in the car, Myria tried to send a message to Mr. Tirta. The girl finally followed Space's advice last night to accept the DNA test offer. For two weeks he always sought guidance and obedience to the Creator, but still fretted unendingly. Myria hope, after this, she can calm down like before.

The practice tests will definitely approach the next few months before the national exam arrives, Myria wants to focus on studying so as to finish all now. Whether or not Mr. Tirta was his father, the most important thing for Myria was the definitive answer.

“I temenin.” A shady look was given to Space for Myria to be comfortable with. The man clasped his wife's hand and rubbed gently. A thin smile framed her thin lips followed by dimples on both cheeks.

Myria doesn't talk much. He only responded with a nod and a smile. There was Angkasa or Friska beside him, already treating anxiety a little.

The journey to school is not long as the road is smooth. The sky goes down when we get to the school stop. The young man wanted to walk with his wife because Myria always refused to be ushered up to the gate. Actually, it was not without reason that Myria, the girl kept her distance even though there was no more Erika in school.

Myria still remembered that her husband's fans were not just Erika's. Therefore, he was more anticipating than the problem of coming back.

“You, really, down?” Just closing the door, Myria gawked at the appearance of Space from the other side door.

“It's a public road. Can't you?”

“Still well running until class. You are tired. Ride again there!”

Myria's explanation is not considered. The space first rotates the body and leaves the wife. Myria who saw that back up, then chased after.

“Kasa, ih!”

A small laugh came out of the mouth of Space. “Everything is not a pussy. The way to stay just walk, kok, bothered.”

“Yes, but I don't want to go with.”

“Who is with you? You're the one who ran away from me, right?”

Myria's round eyes are rounded. The girl was about to protest again, but was already ultimatum first.

The more Myria sewot heard Angkasa acting arbitrarily. Finally, the girl continued walking beside Space with a considerable distance. Not long from that, the phone in the pocket vibrated, thus making Myria rush to pick up.

For a moment, Myria's steps came to a halt. As a result, Space does the same. “Why?” ask Angkasa in a slow tone.

“Mr Tirta calls.”

“Oh, lift it. While walking slowly here.”

Myria bit her lips. With a thumping feeling, he shifted the green icon from the phone screen. “Assalamualaikum, Mr.”

“Ah, yes. Waalaikumussalam, Son. This is your number. I'm just making sure that the one who sent the message to my personal number is you.”

Myria grimaced awkwardly while twisting the indeterminate veil. “Um, yes, Sir. Sorry just got to tell.”

“No problem. I'm glad you finally called me. So how, what time do you come home?”

“Eum .. three hours, Mr.”

“Oh, okay. I'll pick you up with Daniel later. Wait, yes.”

“Eh, no need, Mr.” Myria hurriedly interrupted before Mr. Tirta ended the call. “I can leave by myself with someone take a taxi.”

“Someone? Your friend?”

“Eum, yes. You could say so.”  During the call, Myria several times bit her lower lip, while Angkasa who was at the side continued to take a serious look.

“Good. Later let Daniel tell you about his hospital address.”

“Good, Sir. Thank ye. Sorry to interrupt early in the morning.”

Mr. Tirta smiled at Myria's polite voice. The man had not objected at all to making a call early in the morning even though it was not a business matter. “No, Son. No need to bother me. Oh, yes, you're already in school?”

“True, Sir. Here I want to go to class.”

Although Myria could not see his face directly, Mr. Tirta still had a beard responding to the conversation. “Ya, already. Learn diligently.”

The call closed after Myria answered Mr. Tirta's question. He immediately put the phone back in his pocket. The space beside did not immediately ask, the young man remained silent and gave Myria time to control himself.

“Where?” When it had reached the classroom corridor, the new Space dared to open its mouth.

“Later afternoon. Waiting for news from his assistant.”

“Udah said same to me, right?”

“No said to you, anyway. Just said same temen.”

Angkasa exhales strongly while restoring the hair back. “Why did you say that? I should have done it if I wanted to be with husband.”

“Aaan, anyway, Ka?” Myria snorts. Going is better now than reaching for Space. However, not to deny, Angkasa's attitude that is so successful makes his lips want to continue to curve.

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