Maya Adisti
She is My Wife

I woke up to the glare of sunlight that suddenly disrupted my sleep. I covered my eyes with my hands, from between my fingers I could see someone wearing a gray shirt standing facing me.

"Akash?"

"For Maya, you missed your breakfast." Akash got me a glass of water on the table and handed it to me.

"I can't sleep because of you." I sipped the water slowly.

"I knew. Several times I woke up and found you daydreaming, what did you think?" Akash grabbed the glass from my hand and sat down beside me.

"I can't sleep because you just keep holding my hand Akash! Pegels!" my protest.

"Sorry, take a shower! Paul's gonna pick us up in a minute."

I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Hearing Paul was gonna pick me up for a quick shower. I was still in the bathroom wearing clothes, standing in front of the mirror and putting on makeup. Suddenly Akash knocked on the door.

"What's wrong?" ask me when the door opens.

"Not finished?"

"Not yet." I finished my make up again. Akash stood at the back, he took off the towel wrapped around my head.

"Akash, what the hell?"

"Let me dry your hair."

"Oh." I continued my activities. I saw in the glass Akash was busy with a hair dryer in his hand.

"Oh my God, the treatment is so sweet." I smiled but suddenly I remembered this marriage was only temporary. My makeup is done but I'm still in place letting Akash comb my hair.

"Your hair is good, Maya" praised Akash. She stroked my long hair slowly.

"Why have you been so happy to touch Akash lately?" I turned my body towards him.

"Why? I'm like this."

"To all women?" I stared hard at his eyes.

"No, just to someone I think is special."

"So, am I special?" manyaku.

"Sure Maya, you're my friend."

I smiled cynically. "You're like this to all your girlfriends?" I pressed a friend's word in my tone.

"You're my wife Maya."

"This marriage is just an Akash contract. Please keep your limits and remember our contracts." I left Akash and grabbed the bread on the table. Akash came out of the bathroom and sat on the carpet right in front of me eating bread on the couch.

"Eh? The akash? Whynot? Don't be like this." I frantically tried to pull the man to sit on the sofa. Akash grabbed my hand and kissed it.

"I'm sorry Maya. I know, I've been acting so presumptuous these two days. Please forgive me, please don't be angry. Don't leave me Maya." Akash looked very sincere and honest, he spoke to me while bowing his head.

I took a breath, I was confused. On one hand Akash looks fragile but given the marriage contract he shows how obsessed he is with Ruth. I couldn't shake my body to keep myself off the couch, consciously sliding the table slowly and grabbing Akash into my arms. Why is he always afraid of being left out?

"No more emotions are held back Akash, get it all out. Crying is okay, nobody is here. Don't be shy, it's just me." I grimace every word that comes out of my lips. Everything I say goes against my mind.

Like a mantra, Akash obeyed all my words. I felt his shoulders shake and sobbing began to sound. I felt my clothes getting wet and Akash hugged me tighter.

"Oh my God, I'm afraid to fall in love. I'm afraid of being caught up in feelings I shouldn't." My inner self.

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Paul's car drove down the highway, Akash sitting next to me holding my hand. Paul seemed busy explaining everything, because many words I did not understand I was more fun to see the view from the car window. Akash squeezed my hand making me look at him. Still clearly visible remains of tears on his face, his nose reddened and his eyes were swollen. He smiled at me.

Paul turned his car into the Kunsthaus courtyard. A huge fine art museum in Zurich. It is said that the box-shaped building holds the most influential and legendary works.

Akash and I got out of the car. He stretched out his hand, looked at me and nodded. I hesitated to take her hand until we entered together like a real newlywed.

We walked into the painting exhibition hall, I who basically loved art was amazed by what I saw. Long time we are here, we visit the exhibition hall of statues and so forth.

In addition to explaining things, Paul also helped us take pictures. I saw Akash was more cheerful today, like something was missing on his shoulders. He even chimed in the jokes that Pa made.

"It looks like you're really excited at the Ma'am museum." Paul looked at me before entering the car.

"He studied literature, he definitely loved art" Akash replied.

"Opera?" I frowned.

"Yes, ma'am**! Today there's a show at Opernhaus. A drama show."

"really?" many ensure.

"You want to go there?" ask Akash.

I nodded with spirit. Paul is accelerating his car. Arriving at the opera house I was really amazed to see the white building with large poles at the door. The majestic opernhaus stood haughtily like a palace.

"Akash are you sure this is a performance hall?" I circled pandanyan around the really wide courtyard.

"I want a photo" I said.

We went into the building, I can't speak anymore this really makes me gobsmack. The show building with a very large stage. The red chairs are curved facing towards the stage. Not only below, there are three floors of the same lined chair. Usually I see this in western movies, now I can watch all this with my own eyes.

"You like this Maya?" ask Akash.

"Like, I'm imagining that someday I'll be on that stage." I pointed towards the stage, while Akash saw me astonished.

"You forgot? I belong to the Akash theater community, it's definitely a place like this is my favorite place" I explained.

Paul took me and Akash to sit in one of the chairs with the other visitor. The drama we watched was Rome Und Julia, a legendary love story of the most tragic in the world by William Shakespeare. Although I don't understand the language they use but I really enjoyed every performance.

The show was over, the day had started the afternoon Paul lined us up to the hotel after we ate at a Chinese restaurant. I lay my body on a soft mattress, it turns out that going around all day makes me sore. I took a look at some photos and uploaded them to Instagram.

"You want to take a shower first?" ask Akash.

"No, I'll be later." I didn't look at Akash.

I heard he closed the bathroom door. I remember my photos were also a lot on Akash's phone. I got up and looked for him.

"It looks like the one on Akash's phone is better." I managed to find her phone, but when I turned on the screen my body fell silent.

There is a sudden pain in the heart. I put his phone and my phone back on the table and then walked out of the room.

For no reason I felt claustrophobic in the room. I continued walking down the stairs and into a room with bottles lined up around every corner. I sat down at the bar-shaped table. A servant approached me.

"Want a drink?" ask the waiter in a language I don't understand.

"English please...."

"Wanna drink ma'am?" ask the waiter.

I remember, I had less to drink today. I also nodded.

"What message do you want?"

"What do I answer." I noticed the waiter put some liquid out of my mind and shuffled it and served it in front of me.

Seeing the color that tempts me to drink it. It tastes strange, there is sweet, sour, bitter and a little bit of influence. I finished the drink quickly.

The waiter offered me another drink, and I nodded as my thirst did not dissipate, and my throat burned.

I took half the drink back. Now I feel my eyes are spinning a little. I finished my drink and stopped when a man I didn't know approached me.

I ignored him because I didn't understand what he was saying. My head was getting dizzy, the man just kept babbling and embracing me. I tried to dodge but the man kept getting closer, getting bolder.

I feel so uncomfortable, I want to fight but my head feels heavy. I put my head on the table. Unable to resist letting the men touch my arms, it seemed like he was going to take me because I felt my hands curled around his shoulders. I want to fight but my body can't be controlled.

"I why?" my inner.

Suddenly the man fell for some reason, I would fall but another hand caught my body.

"Don't touch her! She is my wife!"

I turned my head, I smiled when I heard that Ranbir Kapoor said that I was his wife. But why does he look angry?

"Akash.." I said softly.

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