
The next day Zia woke up early. The bolster is still in the middle position and does not shift in the slightest. They sleep quietly, there is not much movement while they sleep.
Zia's headed for the bathroom. After finishing from the bathroom, she found Arga just opened her eyes, and went straight into the bathroom. Walk through Zia and no good morning greetings.
After they finished preparing, they ordered food and breakfast inside the hotel room.
"We're going to Mother's house after breakfast." Arga opened their breakfast chat.
"Yes." Yeah."
" Zi, we are indeed married because in a match, there is no love in this marriage. I can't promise anything including love, but I promise to take care of you like I promised your father. I hope you cherish our marriage, and maybe we can start this relationship with friendship." Long words were spoken from Arga's lips.
Zia was really shocked, she knew Arga was the type to talk irritably. But he said a long sentence from his lips. Even more shocking, he can't promise Zia love. Pain may be for Zia, because it means Arga will not try to learn to love her.
"Friends." Zia extended her hand.
Zia tried to smile. It's okay if he's the only one who loves, it's okay if Arga asks Zia to be his friend. Perhaps a better start than this, Arga considers him an enemy like school time.
"Friends." Arga returned Zia's hand.
They both begin their relationship with friendship.
***
After breakfast, they headed to Arga's house. The journey is carried on with silence by both. After traveling to the residence of Arga's parents. Arga told his mother they were going there today. So when they got to Arga's house, they were welcomed by Marya.
"Mother's daughter-in-law." Marya hugged her daughter-in-law and brought her into the house.
Arga who saw the action of his bunda, rolled his eyeballs lazily. Although he was used to seeing the action of his mother, but it still became a new thing when he saw his mother nailed Zia special. Arga chose to pass, leaving two women in front of the house who were busy telling stories.
Arga walks into the living room, followed by Zia and her mother who walk right behind Arga. While in the family room, there was already Father Surya who was enjoying his coffee.
"Why did you come back here, why not stay longer at the hotel?" Marya asked so annoyed that her son was back.
Zia was confused about what to answer, finally she glanced at Arga asking for help to answer him.
"Arga must help Zia move her things here today. While tomorrow, Arga wants to invite Zia to find a house or apartment for us to stay," Arga explained to the group.
"Why do I have to find a home, why not stay here. Don't you like living with your mother" Marya said sadly.
Zia was really confused, from yesterday Arga had never talked about this. So even Zia had no answer to her mother's question. Zia felt really-benae was annoyed at Arga who was completely unwilling to make a decision, without discussing it first with her.
"Oh my God, don't play. Zia and I want to be independent. We are married, living alone will make us more independent. Anyway, we'll be here a lot. " Arga was completely inexhaustible with his mother's thoughts.
"Here is the bun, which Arga says is true. By living alone they'll take a bath." Surya tried to defend Arga.
"But let Zia stay here for a few days before you can get home, you want to feel at home there is a daughter-in-law" said Maria sulking.
"Yes bun, Zia will stay here, " said Zia to calm her in-laws
"That Zia would, don't sulk like that. Mother is worse then." Arga said as he stood leaving towards his room.
"Don't be ugly, Mommy is beautiful, right?" Marya looked at Surya.
"Yes Mother is beautiful." Surya calmed his wife, until he said it would not be a problem later.
Zia saw their interaction just smiling. For a long time he did not feel in the middle of the family, because Zia had lived alone for quite a long time. There was a warm feeling in Zia's heart to see the family that loved each other.
"There is a break, follow your husband." Maria blinked her eyes at Zia.