SCHNUCKY
DECISION IN TWO DAYS

Kamala choked and immediately coughed as some of the water was absorbed into her throat. Arya herself went straight around the table and sat down beside Kamala.

"Are you okay?" ask Arya calmly. His hand was about to stretch out across the woman's back as Kamala flicked her hand gently against the man's touch.

Kamala gasped for a moment then coughed harder to push the remaining water out of her throat and took one breath at a time slowly to relieve the tightness in her chest.

Arya respected the woman's decision not to be helped so that the man just sat looking at the woman in front of him. After normal breathing again, Kamala started to grumble softly.

"Wonu mo bisala boyito Pak, de bolo po masolo to think ito words." - reprimanded Kamala with scolding. "You think it's easy to decide a thing in two days?"

"But I've been pushed, too, Mala." Agile Arya with a beat. "I don't like matchmaking either. Is this still the age of shoulder with the soul mates of people?"

"Yes, but you brought me into the Father's trouble." Kamala replied fiercely. "If you want to be hard, don't bring anyone else dong."

"Now this is just the one I want." Arya said back. "An answer, do you want anything?"

"Sir.. getting married is not an arbitrary decision." advises Kamala. "There are several factors that become a consideration, including readiness between two parties...."

"I'm ready." said Arya steadily.

"But I'm not!" sahut Kamala was upset.

"That's it." proposed Arya. "We made a deal. How's it?"

Kamala squinted her eyes. "What kind of deal?" angled.

"Yes, we are married but with some agreement that we must fulfill together." replied Arya.

"Yes, the same, sir." concluded Kamala.

"That's it. Just tell me what you want. I'll consider it when we both agree to this deal." Arya's proposal returns.

"What if I say I don't want to be touched?" kamala Fishing.

"You mean?" ask Arya.

"There is no such thing as a relationship between the two of us. Can you agree on that?" kamala Fishing.

"That's all?" ask Arya.

Kamala was silent for a moment. Arya brought her face closer. Kamala's reflexes are rewinding her head.

"What do you want?" ask Kamala with a witty.

"Is that the deal? No confederation?" ask Arya.

"There's more." said Kamala suddenly.

"What else?" arya asked furrowing her brows.

"I don't want to resign. I will continue my career until I declare myself unable to anymore" Kamala said.

Arya smiled and pulled her face away. "You think, by getting married, I'm going to ask you to quit the company and stay home, right?" guess the guy.

"Can it be?" kamala Fishing.

"It's very narrow of your mind." said Arya. "good. Both of your requests I fulfilled." he said later. "To strengthen it, I'll make it in a piece of paper of legal force."

"That's better." said Kamala.

"What if between the two of us, someone breaks the agreements in the letter?" Aryan fishing line.

"Then the law of marriage applies to both" Kamala replied later.

Arya nodded. "Well, then, I'll type it in today."

...******...

Kamala paced in her room. Arya's words and requests ringed again in her head. The girl was agitated and her head occasionally looked down at the floor and occasionally looked up at the ceiling of the room.

Finally, the woman decided to perform the Istikharah prayer. He took ablution water and began to wash all the limbs required according to the Shari'a. After that he went to the room and took the folded prayer mat in the closet and then spread it out.

The woman put on a mukena and began performing the ritual of praying istikharah. It seemed solemn that the woman was in prayer because she was discussing her strange problem before God.

For some reason after finishing praying, Kamala felt a tremendous drowsiness. He became lazy to release mucus from his body and chose to lie down on a prayer mat.

The wall clock has shown at 02:00 in the morning.

...******...

Kamala was in a vast room like an endless edge. The atmosphere was silent because only he was alone there. The ceiling of the room is so far away that it does not appear to be lined with a stretch of darkness.

Where'sisthis? What is this place?

Kamala stepped through the room but she felt like she was stepping on the spot. The reason, the room was so vast and Kamala seemed to feel like a dwarf in it.

"Kamala.." cried a voice.

Kamala immediately wandered throughout the room with her gaze even the woman had a chance to twist her body several times to ensure the direction of the sound.

"Who?" ask Kamala.

The sound waves bounce off the room creating an echo that forms a mutually valid echo.

"Who are you? May I know your name?" kamala again.

"Kamala.." cried the voice again.

Kamala was really unable to predict the direction of the sound because the room was so vast as if without borders.

"Who are you?" kamala is louder.

"Marry the man, Kamala." asked for the voice.

"Why should I marry him?" ask Kamala to challenge. "What's in it for me?"

"You can do your plan better and purposefully" replied the voice.

Kamala was silent to the sound.

"During this time, haven't you managed everything well? Revenge will be sweet if you marry the man. Once he bends his knees before you, you can leave him.

"But.." muttered Kamala doubtfully.

"Well, the opportunity won't come twice. Remember, with power and wealth, you can crush the enemies who hurt you. And Arya is your last target. He will feel the final vengeance." exclaimed the voice again.

"Guide me.." ask Kamala.

"I am the voice of your own heart, Kamala. I promise.your wounds will heal soon and your enemies will feel the meaning of a loss." said the voice.

"So?.." Kamala's fishing rod.

"Marry.you will also need support.don't avoid your destiny." said the voice.

Once again, Kamala fell silent in her attitude.

...******...

Arya was sitting listening to a presentation through the powerpoint app. He once had Laila make a general presentation that was copied to a fleshdisk and handed over in the afternoon, ahead of check-clocked out of all company employees.

That morning he began to watch the presentation of the leaders of the division when the ringing of a telephone plane on his desk.

Arya lifted the phone without taking her eyes off the video.

📞 "Hello.." say hello Arya.

📞 "Now Ibu Kamala in front of the door. He wants to see you." replied Laila from across the room.

📞 "Send him in." said Arya.

The man put the phone into place and moments later the door opened. Kamala stepped forward and stopped in front of the man's desk.

"What's wrong?" arya looked at Kamala.

"I agree, marry you." Kamala replied, causing Arya to show off a smile and close the open laptop.[]