Dancing Girl & Mr. Amnesia
46. Munchies

The next day

"Because it's been delayed a long time, this wedding must be held immediately. As long as I am not seen with Geon alone, it has become a byword for others. I don't want to always be a gossip for the gibbarian!" kekeuh Lenanda, a little whining so that Geon who has since looked cold, can show his affection. However, nil.

"Lenanda, Geon was silent. Maybe, he's still dizzy from the new recovery. I think we'll just stand down for a few more months. Poor Geon," Amanda interrupted, Lenanda's mother interrupting the conversation.

At the moment, Geon is at the Lenanda family residence to meet the dinner invitation from Mr. Lee and Amanda who are Lenanda's parents. Once there, Geon was immediately urged by the discussion of marriage by Lenanda and her family.

"Darling?" Lenanda again hissed when not a single word came out of Geon's mouth.

"Geon, how did you decide?" Mr. Lee voiced out, questioning Geon's decision. As the father of the bride-to-be, of course Mr. Lee did not want his son to continue to be hanged by Geon like this.

"Whatever how good it is." The decision was triggered without a happy face or enthusiasm from Geon. The man seemed uninterested in his own marriage. There was something that was struggling in his mind, thinking of someone who had not been seen in recent days.

'Why is the answer like that? His attitude also changed drastically after recovering from his amnesia. Actually, what had happened during her disappearance?' inner Lenanda, of course, she questions the attitude of Geon, the future husband who she thinks is very strange.

"May I speak with Geon one eye?" pinta Lenanda, looking at the people around her in turn.

"Sure," they answered in unison. He leaves Lenanda and Geon silent.

After everything came out of the room, Lenanda changed her sitting position to stick to Geon and hold the hand of her future husband who had been greatly missed.

"Darling, what's wrong with you, anyway? Your response is not what it used to be. You still dizzy from the effects of your pain? We can pull it back. But, please don't be cold to me …." Lenanda begged, clasping Geon's hand tightly as she shed tears.

"Ah, I didn't mean it that way. I'm sorry that I hurt your feelings with my silence." Geon stared fixedly at Lenanda's teary eyes. 

"Not like this anymore ... We're talking about marriage. Don't make my parents doubt you! I love you so much, and you know it from the first time I saw you a dozen years ago. Can this wedding take place as soon as I want?" Lenanda again pleaded with her future husband, deliberately sitting on Geon's lap cuddling him spoiled.

Geon did not want to respond. It was just that, whenever the word marriage sounded in the ears, his mind instantly floated on a woman who had legitimately become his wife. The woman he immediately left after the accident, the woman who had been taking care of him until during his illness and did not know how he got the treatment costs while in the hospital.

However, Geon just dumped you without mercy, not even giving time even just saying thank you.

"I don't really understand this. Whatever your decision is, I will accept it. If you want our marriage to speed up, then do it. Whatever it is for your happiness!" kilah Geon, he threw his face away, hiding all the despair buried in his chest.

His logic continued to contradict his rebellious heart, balking at the continued decision to marry Lenanda.

'Don't doubt yourself, Geon! This is your life path. It is she who has been by your side, even though you consider her nothing more than a little sister. Your marriage with you was a mistake. There is no need to feel guilty for leaving him, ' Inner Geon, seeks his own justification.

Lenanda smilingly hooked both hands on the neck of the man who gave the stomp sitting on top of this thigh. He brought the face closer so that the position of his lips could be attached to Geon's lips. Asking for a kiss, which makes her forget about embarrassment.

When their lips touched slightly, Geon immediately got up to make the pawn detach. Lenanda was astonished, though she always got rejection from the same man.

"Ge-Geon, why are you always like this?" lenanda's face turned flat.

"I'm sorry. But, I'm a little dizzy. Just call your family earlier so you can continue the speaker earlier. I'm tired, I want to go home and rest, '" he fretted as he massaged his dizzy temple.

"All right." Lenanda chose to understand, he did not want to extend the existing problems.

"If you're dizzy, rest in my room. Later, whatever the decision, I'll tell you," Lenanda advised but was immediately rejected by Geon.

"No need. I can still listen to it directly."

"We have discussed. The plan is that your marriage will take place in three weeks. During those three weeks, we can prepare everything carefully. How, do you mind our decision?" mr. Lee said, staring at Geon and Lenanda at the same time.

"I agree, Pa. Geon will also agree. Earlier, we also talked," said Lenanda, writhing spoiled on the arm of her future husband.

Geon just nodded.

After their wedding day was set, Geon hurried home. He stared at the watch on his wrist, still remembering at a clock like this, is when you just got home dancing at work.

"Sir, just by the way Cemara," Geon pinta on the driver.

"Okay, sir" replied the driver.

When you arrived at this road that you often pass, Geon's feelings rumbled. His eyes continued to look at the deserted street, recalling the time you were writhing spoiled on his back.

'I miss you so much, my dear.'

Accidentally, from a distance he could see a woman leaning against a large tree.

"Anda?" lirih Geon, his heart forced to come down, approached his wife. But, his body felt stiff.

"Sir, there's a woman who's vomiting. Do we need to help her?" asked the driver, looking at Geon's face from the front view.

The driver was a little surprised, Geon also saw the woman, but there was no response from this man.

"Master?" the driver's call resuscitated Geon.

"no need. Continue traveling! I'm dizzy" replied Geon.

Meanwhile, you're still leaning against a tree by the side of the road. Nausea and dizziness due to young pregnancy make it unable to walk again. His tiredness also whack, making him feel suffering but should not complain.

When you see a car passing by, Almost you want to ride, but its strength is still not enough even just to wave your hand.

"How do I get home? It's eleven o'clock at night, it's not easy to get a taxi on a quiet street like this" you muttered.

"It seems that I should go back to bothering Brother Yana." You pulled out her phone, called her best friend to pick her up. The woman had just returned from her old workplace to discuss debt with Mamih Lova. Once the business is done, Youah rushed home because she was no longer working as a dancer in place Mamih Lova.

"Andaah? What's up?" yana asked, her heart was a little worried considering your last condition.

"Sister, can you pick me up? I-I can't continue the journey alone. My body feels very weak" he asked.

"I've offered to take you. But, you insist on going home alone. You're pregnant again, you next time, you should hear good advice from others!" spray Yana, she doesn't like your stubbornness.

"I'm sorry, sister," said Youah with a bitter smile. His heart was very hopeful, at times like this, there was Ojan, the husband who would accompany him through these difficult times.

"Send your current position! I'll be there soon" asked Kak Yana.

"good. Hurry up, yeah, brother!" pinta Youah, her voice shakes. He was beginning to fear being in the dark.

Apparently, Brother Yana noticed your voice change. "Anda, are you crying?"