
#2. Felman
Since my relationship with Mr. Jonas was known to Mas Doni, I feel guilty. Every day I was haunted by that guilt, especially Mas Doni did not comment anything when I was escorted home and let my cheek be kissed by Mr. Jonas. I cheated, that's what can be concluded through the eyes of the nyalang Mas Doni. I thought that night there would be a commotion, but, apparently not. However, seeing the attitude of Mas Doni who had been silent since that event, I was quite tormented.
But, on the other hand, I have to fight hard to support any family and at any cost... We have to survive in a modern and expensive world. I don't want my fate to be the same as my brothers, being played with by my husband when they fall. I come from a distinguished family, have big business in various regions of Nusantara. Since Mas Doni came into my life, my father was the most against our relationship, "Doni was just a lowly employee, not equal to our family. You'd better find another man who's better and can guarantee your life in the future" that's what's often thrown out of dad's mouth.
"Dad... Do you remember the fate of Dian and Laksmi ? They get a rich husband, finally, I can see the situation now... They're more miserable than we are. No, dad. Rich men do not guarantee to get better as long as they only rely on parents and are not able to manage the business well. But, Mr. Doni.... He is the one I can count on because he is not a lazy man and depends on others" when I remember those words, maybe I don't need to justify all the ways to earn more income. I feel more guilty.
But, after seeing the situation of Mr. Jonas who I think is extraordinary, I must be willing to ignore the stance that I once held firm in order to fight for my relationship with Mas Doni to the guarantee. With Mr. Jonas I can get what I want but, I have to pay a lot of it all. Including my household. But, it never crossed my mind that I had to be faced with horrible events that made absolutely no sense, beyond human reason in general.
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Mr. Jonas got a job from the headquarters to open a branch out of town, he invited several colleagues: Mbak Reni, Mbak Yuli, Mas Dadung and Mas Tomi, I don't need to be asked, I don't need to be asked, he always takes me to the security to go. Almost all of my office colleagues know about my relationship with Mr. Jonas, so, whatever we do they don't care. It was a mutual agreement. Coincidentally, those invited are couples so there is no need to worry about slanting babble people in the office.
In the destination city, we stayed at a five-star, international-class hotel. All my life, only this time I stayed at a luxury hotel like this. Not bored I looked at the interior of the room made of crystal, my mouth open. I feel like I'm in this place like a fool. Bathtub with marble coating that is able to remove hot and cold water simultaneously, shower box and so on, making my mouth crack non-stop. Not to mention the microwave, rice cooker, toaster; to me all these items are quite luxurious but, for people who have often been in and out of five-star hotels, it is common.
"Do you like living here ?" ask Mr. Jonas.
I can only nod my head. Mr. Jonas just smiled, then said, "Improve your work performance, in the next few years you'll have all of this,"
"A... Can you, sir ?" I asked in a nervous voice.
"Of course, you can, Dhea... If I may say, you shouldn't be married to a freelancer because you definitely won't be able to meet what you need,"
"I mean, sir ?" my many.
"Ah, stop... No need to discuss what's important you like, it's made me calm" said Mr. Jonas.
"Actually, I understand and understand what you mean... My father's words reminded me of my father. My father once said that my life would suffer if I chose Mas Doni as my husband. Our relationship is currently not good. But, as long as I can, I will strive to make myself useful to anyone in need,"
"Yes, sir. I don't want to be the same as my sisters, and I will fight for them,"
"Yes... Da... I'm sorry I didn't actually want to bring up your family's situation. But, rest assured that you are capable as long as you can,"
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I'm getting ready to go to sleep. Mr. Jonas seemed to be coming home a little late, when I was about to lay my body on the soft bed with silk, the door was knocked. I lazily stepped up and opened the door, on the side of Mr. Jonas' door staggering, from his mouth smelled of alcohol quite hard, he could hardly even stand up. I rubbed him, headed to bed while he was nagging at nothing.
"I'm the one who has everything, but, why don't any women dare to glance at me,"
"Dhea... Dhea... Dear Dhea, why do you prefer that poor young man, willing to live miserable and suffering... If you will, I want to be your husband,"
"Dhea... Dhea... Don't leave me alone, stay with me... I'm not gonna let you suffer anymore, baby..."
That was one of his many rants that night... He was drunk by accident expressing his deep feelings to me. I feel pity. I looked at his handsome face, I stroked his fielded and macho chest, while he continued to grumble and make me full.
Like being moved by an invisible force, my fingers moved to remove the buttons of my nightgown and when not a single piece of cloth stuck to my body, I hugged and kissed him.
Heartbeats are racing with sighs, no matter our bodies sweat baths because they are burned by romance, our bodies are fused together, he said, moving up and down and I felt what I had never felt while beside Mas Doni. I closed my eyes, enjoyed everything I had always missed and when I opened my eyes, I snapped at Mr. Jonas's gallant, macho body filled with black, dense fur. His pair of fiery red eyes widened wide at me, he grinned for then a horrible laugh.
"Ohhhh !!" hysterical shouting.
The door of the room was spread wide, Mr. Jonas and the others entered, "Dhea, what's up ?!" yells.
I was surprised, hurriedly grabbing the blanket to cover my body that was still naked. "Ti. no way," I cried.
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