Aksara For Arsyilla
Room Sharing
“What's your work, Aksara?” radit asked his son-in-law.
They are currently enjoying dinner at the table. Although there is ART that takes care of the kitchen, but that afternoon Khaira chose to cook for herself specifically for Arsyilla and Aksara.
“I'm a drawing man, Pa,” he replied.
“Building picture?” this time it was Khaira's turn to ask Aksara.
The man nodded, “Iya Ma, the builder,” he replied.
“That's the name of the Architect, Aksa,” continued Mama Khaira who mentioned is the builder of the building was named Architect.
“Sama when Syilla was a child first, his ideals became an Architect. However, now he is actually a Lecturer just like his Mama,” this time it is Papa Radit's turn to reveal that his daughter has aspirations as an Architect as a child.
Still remembered for Papa Radit and Mama Khaira when taking Arsyilla a walk to Monas see the photo documentation of the construction of Monas, that's when Arsyilla said that she wanted to become an Architecture. But after adulthood, Arsyilla actually became a Lecturer.
Aksara also listened to the story of his father-in-law, he did not think that Arsyilla as a child had aspirations to become an architect. The same ideals as himself.
“Aksara as a child wanted to become a Lecturer, but Dad wanted his son to become a Doctor, eventually Aksara went to medical college, but broke up halfway. After that, enter Architectural Engineering, but feel less appropriate, after the holidays then return to college,” the story this time to his in-laws.
The conversation at the dinner table flowed by itself. It was presumably easy for Aksara to blend in with her family-in-law. If anyone put on a cold face, it would be his own wife. Because, from earlier Arsyilla did not seem to want to be involved in the conversation at the dining table.
After dinner, after helping clean the dining table, Arsyilla chose to go into her room first. He was quite tired after a day of teaching on campus, also he felt missed by his room. Let Aksara still talk with Papa Radit and Mama Khaira.
“Yes already, there rest,” said Papa Radit who finally told his son-in-law to rest.
However, it seems that Mama Khaira is still holding him back, “Wait a minute Nak Aksara,” call him to his daughter-in-law.
“Sorry, Mama wanted to talk for a while .. Look, Mama knows very well that your marriage to Arsyilla did happen because of a one-night mistake. Therefore, Mama also knows that Syilla has not been able to accept you as her husband, but if you want to be patient and sincere with him, Mama believes that Syilla can accept you. Also, while on campus, you should keep each other at least until you graduate,” advice from Mama Khaira to Aksara.
Aksara nodded, “Bok Ma .. Yes, Aksa will be patient. It doesn't matter for the characters to be patient longer. Because, Aksara does not mess with Arsyilla. Not just a responsibility, but Aksara likes it, Ma ..”
In the presence of Mama Khaira and Papa Radit, Aksara really expressed his feelings if he married Arsyilla not only responsible, but he also liked Arsyilla. There is no harm in telling the truth to her own in-laws.
Both Mama Khaira and Papa Radit were relieved, hearing that the young man who became his son-in-law was fond of Arsyilla. Huge hope they hope that love is trying to be love.
“Alright, now you can rest,” said Mama Khaira who finally invited Aksara to rest.
After that, Aksara immediately went to Arsyilla's room as the place that had been shown by Mama and her Father-in-law. The man knocked on the door first before entering Arsyilla's room. Until his hand moved trying to turn the door leaf, and he slowly walked in.
Arsyilla was sitting in the corner of the room, a pink sofa. The woman held the children's storybook in her hands.
"So this is your room?" ask Aksara to Arsyilla.
"Hmm" said Arsyilla briefly.
The man then sat on the edge of the bed wearing a bed sheet patterned with flowers, the room looks so girly and feminine, where pink adorns almost every side of the room.
The man then glanced at a nightstand, there is still a photo of Arsyilla with a man.
"So you haven't been able to move on from that jerk?" ask Aksara while highlighting sharply to Arsyilla.
The woman blinked and began to put the storybook she had read on the table. Then, he followed the look in Aksara's eyes that apparently was looking at his picture with Vendra.
"Just forgot to throw it away" said Arsyilla.
His relationship with Vendra is over. Only, he had indeed forgotten to throw away the photo of the ex.
It felt like Aksara felt her mood instantly become ugly, but she recalled the advice from Mama Khaira to be patient with Arsyilla. Until finally, the man chose to change the position of the photo, upside down. Then she lay on Arsyilla's bed.
Seeing Aksara laying down on the bed, Arsyilla immediately got up and approached her bed.
"Whether are you sleeping here?" he asked with a sharp look at Aksara.
"Sleep, I want to jog here" Aksara said quickly.
"Who can you sleep there?" ask Arsyilla again. She objected if her husband slept on his bed.
Finally Aksara changed her sleeping position from sleep and now sits with her eyes staring at Arsyilla.
"In this room, the bed is only one. What's wrong with sharing a room, sharing a bed with your husband?" ask him to Arsyilla.
"Wrongly, from the beginning everything was wrong. Know gini, I don't want to stay here," he said as if he cursed himself.
In the heart of Aksara was smiling, the idea of staying at her in-laws' house so she could share a room with her wife. Acting a little closer to his wife.
"That's it, just last night. I'm sleepy anyway. Take it easy, I won't pounce on you. Believe me, I am a real man" said Aksara who now lies back down.
The man then patted the empty side, "Here, sleep here. Promise me, I won't do anything."
Finally Arsyilla approached her bed, the woman put a roll between the two, "Awas, this is the limit. Do not exceed the limit. Don't whip me," he said firmly.
The script just broke down, the man smiled, "We've even done it together. Funny you are," the man smiled as he watched Arsyilla lying on her back.
"Syilla" he called his wife.
"Hmm, what?" the answer.
"Met night, met sleep," said the man again with a smile looking at his wife's back.
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