High School Bride

High School Bride
Sacked


Luxury black car sliding fast. I sat quietly like a child who had been scolded by his mother for coming home late. Dave didn't take me to his cafe because it was closed. As a result, we returned to the gas to the restaurant. Turshina's restaurant, became our place of choice. I know it's an expensive restaurant, there are a variety of food options and the place is quite large.


Oh, I forgot to tell you what city I live in. Well, I'll tell you a little bit, because so far you've enjoyed my story but don't know my origins. I am the only child of a simple family. My father's name is Samsul, he works as a fisherman. My mother was just a housewife, you must have known her name, right?


Akau and both of my parents live in tembilahan, precisely in the turtle sand village of West Rengat district Indragiri Hilir, Riau. But after I married Dave, I now live with him in Rengat. A small town famous for the natural attractions of Lake Raja.


And the restaurant we entered now was one of the restaurants that received fish shipments from my father. Dad always told me that the fish caught became a delicious food in this restaurant. I wonder what it's like.


Dave and I were sitting on the sidelines, it wasn't my will. That's Dave's will, me as a wife, anyway according to him. Dave called the waiter and asked for a menu list. I opened the menu list and gawked when I saw the contents. This is a restaurant or loan shark business under the guise of a restaurant? Why is the price of food so expensive?


“Why, Nad?” ask Dave. Maybe he was surprised because I was gawking.


“Liat ni, water time only costs 50 thousand? It doesn't make sense!” my spoken.


I can even drink water at home without having to pay. But these? The price is the same as my pocket money for a week. Very unnatural. Dave laughed, is something funny?


“Ya reasonable, dong price is expensive. This is a big restaurant, already many officials who eat here,” Dave said again.


“Huft, want the cake official, want the cake mayor, or even the president, the price is still unnatural, Dave. Very expensive to know?”


Dave smiled warmly. Ah, that smile is so sweet. Maybe he knows what I have in mind, I have never eaten at a fancy restaurant, so kathrok times huh?


I had a strange look when a group of people came in and sat down next to us. The table is empty, and I don't think it matters if they sit there. But I was wrong, the brand whispered while looking at me cynically. Whahuh? They don't like me?


“Udah, your job here is just to eat. Price is not to be thought of, yes. Ma'am, the steak is two yes, the drink is lemon tea aja,” said Dave decided.


I came back embarrassed. Surely Dave is embarrassed because I'm the one who said this about the price of mineral water that is super expensive that is hard. And I think the whole restaurant heard it. Ah, bodo time with that. The price is very neck-strangling.


“Nad, why are you? Don't like eating here?” asked Dave who saw me looking down while playing the end of my school skirt.


I just shook my head slowly, I was too embarrassed to see his face. She must be ashamed of my attitude. Even the people beside our table are still talking about me.


“Sorry,” I said.


“Sorry for what?”


“For the one. You must be embarrassed ‘kan ngajak me who this frog eat at a fancy restaurant,” I said still with my head down.


Dave was smiling. He is not angry or upset. But ... why? Doesn't he know that people are flirting with them? Impossible, Dave's hearing is still very sharp, really!


Before long, the food arrived. I think Dave meant that steak was royko steak. Special foods made with stall spices. But what came instead was a piece of meat the size of a palm with a seductive aroma. When I whispered to Dave about the price of this meat, he didn't answer and ate right away. The price is not a joke.


You fucking krok, that's me. There's a fork and a knife available to me. I usually only eat with my hands so confused. This meat should have been cut before eating, if this is how do I eat? I know nothing about the etiquette of eating in a fancy restaurant just trying to use a knife and fork.


Failed, the tusks even fell to the floor. People chuckled at me picking up the meat.


“Do not eat! Change the new one yes, this will already fall to the floor,” prevent Dave when I want to bribe.


It was heavy that my head wanted to nod, but I couldn't eat this fallen food either. Must be a lot of his germs. Dave ordered one more steak, and this time Dave cut the meat for me. Ah, an understanding husband.


“Enak, no?”


“Dave, no rice?” my many.


“Nation? Make what?”


“Make a meal, the meat is delicious, it will definitely be much better if you use rice,”


I'm still me. Eating steak with white rice must be delicious ‘kan? It is a pity that this meat is enjoyed alone without rice. Dave was tepok jidat, why?


“Why?” many wonder.


“Nadira, this is a meat steak. Eat it not using rice,” obviously.


“But I want to use rice, not full if you eat meat doang,” my door is a bit pushy.


She might think of me as her own sister, she went back to calling the maid and ordered a plate of rice for me. Am I tacky? Ah, the bodo time! What matters is that I am full. I don't like to pretend let alone be city-savvy, I'm still me. This is what I am, without theatrics let alone lies.


We finished eating when the sun started to set. I'm satisfied, the food is great. This is the first time I've enjoyed a paradise meal with Dave, my husband. The waiter came and gave us our food bill. Once in total, the results were quite surprising. 1 million more Dave reached into the contents of the wallet for all our food.


I got choked up because the price was really suffocating. It's called a weed.


“Dave, is this not wrong? The price is even really,” my moans whisper to him.


“No, Nad. The price is that,”


Okay, looks like this is gonna be the first and last time I eat at this diner. I don't want to pay that amount. If in total, that money is enough for the cost of my life for two months.


After eating, we returned home. I thought about my parents. I eat good here, but them? Whether they can eat or not I don't know. I just stared out the window of the car that was chasing a red light. Snow makes the outside car glass wet.


Dave who saw his wife daydreaming with a blank look also squinted his eyes. Why this kid again? this morning he was silent, and now he is still silent? Wh why?


Dave's warm hands clasped tightly onto Nadira's hands, still staring out the window. Nadira turned to look at Dave. His eyes showed sadness. He remembered his mother and father. How are they doing tonight?


Dave pulled Nadira into his arms. He briefly looked at Nadira before their warm embrace fused.


“Why?” ask Dave slowly. Nadira just shook his head, his reserved nature worked.


Now Dave turned to look at the curves of Nadira's face. She is not beautiful, even Nadira is far from the dream type of girl Dave said. But Nadira has things that no other woman has. He wants to appear as is. Dave put their noses together, a red light that was still on making them able to freely enjoy the slow running time.


“Just thoughts mom and dad huh?” right, Dave's guess didn't miss. Nadira nodded.


“Have my mom and dad eaten? I eat well, but they?”


“we go to mom's house, yuk! All of us bring food for them,”


“Totally?”


Dave nodded. He could see Nadira's cheerful face again. In this way, her beauty has increased now.


“Ayuk!”