
I arrived home when Haris sent me a message. When Haris sent the message, Mas Andre just entered the bathroom. I read the message with half fear, I think Haris will be angry because of the whereabouts of Mas Andre at the clinic earlier.
But it turns out I was wrong. Haris asked me to go somewhere this week.
[Key, I want this week we go out together.]
I finally breathed a sigh of relief because Haris wasn't mad at me. Relieved at once afraid because it will start the next adventure. Yes, I feel that since I got to know Haris, my life has been filled with adventures that make me both worried and happy.
Worried that Mas Andre knew what I was doing behind him, and happy that Haris always gave me little joys that I never got from my husband.
To be honest I really wanted to go with Haris, but what reason should I give Mas Andre? Is that guy gonna let me go? I thought hard, before finally replying to Haris' message.
[Haris, sorry before. I'm not sure I can get out of the house. I'll think of a way to go.]
I immediately pressed the SEND button. This heart begins to spur unsettled.
I don't know if every time I read or reply to a chat from Haris, I have to hide from Mas Andre. I always feel unsettled but at the same time addicted to the splashes of taste in the chest that is thrilling as well as fun.
Lucky for me because after sending that message, Mas Andre came out of the bathroom. I hope he doesn't see me smiling when I read Haris' message, or my nervousness when I type and send it to Haris.
I still remember the expression Haris looked dislike when Mas Andre stroked my hair or held my hand. Indeed, in the public area Haris and Diana did not show affection like Mas Andre did to me earlier.
I also never heard Haris call Diana dear. Which sounded quite the opposite, Diana always mentioned the word dear to Haris, and the man heard it just plainly without excessive expression. Is their relationship not as it seems? Why do I think about it so often?
I immediately put the phone in the bag and then prepared to cook. This morning I did not have time to cook because Mas Andre also forbade me to cook and wanted us to have breakfast outside while walking to the hospital.
"Wait a minute, yeah, Mom. I'm going to cook first." I opened the fridge looking for what food was left.
"Don't cook, just order. Let me order. Today we order food outside, for a while I choose first," replied Mas Andre made me frown.
I feel like today Mas Andre is acting really strange. This morning he insisted on taking me to the doctor, and then at the polyclinic he was very friendly and at his peak tonight he even forbade me to cook. It's out of his habit and of course it makes me wonder what really happened.
With a little fear I ventured to ask, "what's the matter? Why are you suddenly acting like this?" askaku.
Andre is usually angry when I ask a lot of questions. He's gonna yell loudly making me jerk in shock.
Apparently not. Andre laughed at my question. I was confused by his attitude. What is it about this man why his attitude is so volatile?
"Well, why are you confused like that? Isn't what I'm doing supposed to be? As a good husband, I want to watch over you. Where's the fault?" Andre spread both his arms and shrugged his shoulders.
"Not wrong, anyway, Mom. It's just a little weird" I replied spontaneously.
Why is my heart suddenly troubled? Does Mas Andre know that I am currently close to Haris? Ah that's impossible. Where'd he know? I'm very careful to keep this a secret, lest Mas Andre find out. Every message I received from Haris I deleted immediately after reading it.
I also tried to find a safe place when reading messages from Haris, so it was impossible for Mas Andre to know that I was currently close to Haris. Maybe I was just overthinking it.
"You're the weird Keysha. Why do you always think nothing of me? Didn't you expect my presence to go to the hospital? I've fulfilled it."
I was silent at Mas Andre's reply, before finally venturing out to answer, "indeed I expected Mas Andre to accompany me to the hospital, but I don't think anyone changes so quickly if there's no immediate cause."
Mas Andre did not return my words but he immediately cupped my cheeks and stared intently with a grin and whispered. “You are only mine, Keysha.”
I gawked at Mas Andre's unexpected answer, until the sound of the house bell shocked both of us.
Mas Andre immediately went towards the door, it must be from the food courier he had ordered.
What did I see and hear? It's not like Andre is talking. He was like another sinister figure full of threats.
After Mas Andre passed, I rubbed my hands. It felt like my hair was bristling and I was goosebumps in fear. Andre's gaze just now was the most terrifying look I've ever seen.
Andre placed the food he had ordered on the table and took two dishes in the cupboard and placed them on the table. Something he never did. I usually serve him.
With a swift hand opened the food bag and then poured the food into the plate. Apparently Andre's mas ordered capcay and fried chicken.
I was still standing watching him, before the man approached me.
"Why are you still standing here? Let's eat, hunt down the cold food" he said, dragging my body and sitting it in a chair.
This time I was not wrong. My feeling was really uneasy seeing Mas Andre's uncharacteristic attitude. I don't know what he's planning.
Suddenly I wanted to send a message to Haris to cancel our appointment. Seeing Mas Andre's horrible attitude, I can no longer afford to lie to my husband.