Jingga Prameswari Argantara

In the balcony in the top yard of the Jingga's house, after the proposal submitted by Arya's parents. Now Arya and Jingga are standing in front of the balcony in the upper yard of the jingga's house.

Do you mind of our marriage... Arya asked

Jingga just shook her head. Arya understands that Jingga, as Daud said, doesn't talk much with people she just met. All he can do is be patient. Waiting for jingga to open up to him. For some reason he wanted to get close and get to know his little wife.

silence

Was it that time, my dad was seriously injured? Jingga's asked, looking down and holding her hand tightly.

That was the first time I saw jingga's trying to open up, that's when I knew how much she loved his parents.

I also told the whole chronology, I saw she was trying to accept and not shaken. But one sentence from her that made my heart pinch.

Are you going to the battlefield again? she asked, looking straight into my eyes.

Maybe.. I answered. After being immersed in those deep black eyes for a long time

for 3 years too?...She asked again still looking straight into my eyes

Maybe... I answered.

She took a deep breath, then lowered her head for a moment trying to control her feelings. by clenching her two tiny hands beside her body.

Then she looked up.

After officially getting married, whether religiously or legally, can I still continue my career... she asked so anxious

I don't know where this courage came from, suddenly I grabbed her in my arms.

You can do whatever you want Jingga, I won't stop you. even if you refuse to live in the batch housing, it's okay. For me you don't refuse this marriage alone, it's more than enough for me... I said while stroking her hair.

I don't mind, if the class housing is close to my office, but if not, sorry, mas Arya, I object... She said honestly.

I smiled at her honesty. I didn't think there was still a girl who was so sincere like her, I'm really grateful to marry her... Arya thought.

******

On the dining table.

Jingga, can you cook anything?... Arya's mom asked

I can only cook food that I like, ma'am... honest orange.

mmm... what do you not like to eat, jingga? ...arya's father asked whose for some reason was so excited for his little daughter-in-law.

Fish... Jingga's answered

Oh... that means you can't make "arsik"... Arya's father said.

Ah...i can cook "arsik"...jingga's said honestly

You said earlier that you don't like fish... ask father orange

I really don't like it...Jingga's said innocently.

Then if you don't like it, why can you make "arsik"... asked Arya's father.

After all, what can I do, Daddy likes "arsik", so I just learns to make it... Jingga's said honestly.

Arya's parents fall in love again with Jingga. From this alone, it can be seen that even if she doesn't like something, she will still try to do her best for the sake of her loved ones.

Dinner continues, arya continues to watch his wife. Not infrequently he is a little jealous of his closeness to his 3 brothers-in-law, especially Niel, Nora's husband. it did not go unnoticed by mami orange. She smiled.

Arya, don't be jealous of Jingga's closeness to her 3 brothers-in-law, this is all because Jingga has known them since they were 5 years old. That's why for Jingga, they are more like siblings than brother-in-law. Arya just nodded starting to understand one more thing about his little wife.

Since that day arya started texting Jingga often. Whether to just ask news or just small talk. Jingga just responded casually. Honestly Jingga doesn't even really care or even want to know the ins and outs of Arya's life.

UD, why does it seem like my wife is really indifferent to me, from morning to night I always start sent her message WA or call her. I used to be the one who asked her this and that but how come she just ignores it... arya complained when he talked to daud.

Daud's brow furrowed. looked at his best friend and cousin in surprise. Arya was surprised by Daud's gaze.

why are you looking at me like that.. Arya's asked

No, I'm just surprised. When you were on the battlefield, did your head ever hit by a bomb that made an SAMUDRA ARYA FADILLA be that kind to your wife, even though yesterday you were stressed because you're MERRIED with someone you don't know... quipped Daud.