HUSBAND OF ANOTHER NATURE
part_93

Bismillah

         HUSBAND OF ANOTHER NATURE

#part_93

#by: R.D.Lestari.

SRI POV

"You're heartbroken, Sri?" ask him.

   "Yes, I just got heartbroken" I said honestly.

   "Break heart a second time," I continued.

    "Both times? first time with who?" Hans looked at me sharply as if he wanted to know more.

   "You, Hans," my chest rumbled, I couldn't deny it was so hard for me to be honest with him.

   "Me?"

   Suddenly silence pounced on us both. Trapped in taste and memories. Me and him, Hans Aditya.

   "Ah, stop. Don't discuss it. That's an old story," I turned my eyes to the cane ice in front of me, twisting the pipette and sipping the contents slowly. Covering the rumble inside my chest, however, Hans' sudden arrival made me worried. My feelings branch.

   "Sri, I'm sorry yes, I never knew how you felt, but if I had been honest, maybe we were now ....," Hans seemed to doubt his words.

  "Akh, stop it, Hans. Don't remember that anymore, it's an old story and maybe we should have forgotten," I tried as calmly as possible to ease the vibrations running through my body at this time.

   "Yes, you're right, Sri. 9 years is not a short time," Hans smiled bitterly.

   "Come, eat, Sri,"

   Despite being quiet and clumsy, I tried to swallow Hans's chicken noodles. Yes, if only I could turn the clock, Hans's arrival before Lecturer Gio would have made me very happy. I don't need to feel bitter about rejection and a hollow heart is also longing .

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  The wind blew quite hard and slightly brushed my short hair until they waved in the air.

   Bonning with Hans like this reminds me of the past, where my love was for him.

   But now, that feeling is not the same. Part of my heart is already filled and probably almost all of it belongs to Mr. Lecturer.

   I'm down. Every second, minute and hour can not be separated from the shadow of Mr. Gio. I feel like some of my soul is gone.

   Hmm, if only he hadn't outright rejected me. I was willing to give up my scholarship and work to be with him. What trouble? why should something like that be a barrier?

  Ckitt!

  Motor parked on the terrace. Hans said goodbye, he stayed at his aunt's house which was only a few houses away from Grandma's house.

   Krett!

   I walked in and walked into the room. My face is always down.

   "Don't lie about your feelings, Sri," Grandma's voice suddenly jolted at me. I immediately raised my face and looked at Grandma.

   "grandmother?"

   "Sri, Grandma wants to talk" Grandma waved at me. His eyes were sad and shady.

   "Grandmother..," I ran into Grandma's arms. A warm thread began to flow through my cheeks and face.

    "Grandmother knows that something is stirring your heart. Grandma had wanted to ask a few days ago, but was afraid that you would be offended" Grandma stroked the tip of my head.

   "Sri, Grandma smells Uwentira people around your body and your room, do you have any connection with Uwentira people?"

  Degh's!

  Who does Grandma mean? Has she? or Mr Lecturer?

   "Sri's not close to anyone, Grandma. Sri wants to focus on learning. Hold graduation again," I explained.

   "Grandmother, thank you," I hugged Grandma tightly. My grandmother was the second parent who understood my feelings the most.

   After peeking at Grandma's cheek, I moved and stepped towards the room. Laying my body on a bed with a cotton mattress and sheets patterned with lavender flowers, my favorite.

    The shadow of Mr. Lecturer's face was always playing on my mind. So did Hans, the man from his past who came suddenly.

    The gentle wind caressed my skin. Cold covered my body. Not yet had my hand grabbed the blanket, my body suddenly felt warm. Surprisingly, it was like someone was stroking my cheeks and tucking my hair into my ears.

    My eyes widened, my sleepiness disappeared for a moment. When I want to get up and sit down ...

   Bught!

   My body jolted back in the bed. My breath was choked, something was squeezing my body.

   "Uhhh, who are you!" i'm mutinous. I'm sure there's an invisible creature trying to do evil to me right now.

    "Take me off!" my sentakku. Surprisingly the transparent figure was like understanding my hardness and difficulty while breathing. Moments later my body felt light and my breathing returned to normal.

    "Uh, you're a good ghost, thank you,"

    "Aren't you afraid of me?"

   Degh's!

   Have I been gil*?  talking to yourself and hearing voices?

   "He-he-he, you're not gil*, sweet girl,"

   My body is shaking fast. It was as if there was a strange rumble all over the body as the touching wind turned into a warm, mint-smelling air caressing my neck.

   It seems I have been gil*, until the touch of invisible creatures as if it can make me calm down. Am I giving up too much?

   "Hey, ghost. Don't bother me! I'm still normal, even though I'm heartbroken with humans, I don't want to be in a relationship with ghosts" I said. The fear disappeared somewhere.

   Yes, maybe I was already gil* because of a broken heart. The invisible figure did not cause the slightest fear. Her soft voice seemed sexy and attractive.

   Silence suddenly enveloped my room. Has he gone?

   "You're gone, ghost? though I need a friend to talk to," my eyes combed through the whole room. Silent. He did not answer my call.

    "Hmmh, not even you want to hear my curses. I'm an unlucky girl" I told myself.

    "What do you want to tell me?"  the sound again tickled my ears.

   "Ah, are you still there?" my eyes immediately sparkled.

    "Thank you, Mr. Ghost, he-he-he. Not angry, am I calling you that?"

    "Yes, I don't mind, call me as you please" the soft, hoarse voice laughed amusedly. His voice was crisp and calmed me.

    "Sir Ghost, am I ugly? why do I always fail to steal the heart of the man I love?"

    Silent. There's no answer.

   "Hmmhh, yes, I seem to know the answer. I'm ugly, aren't I?".

    Again, no answer.

   My heart feels sliced. Let alone humans, no longer want to say I am beautiful. Ah, I don't care.

   I pulled my body back and lay to the side. Closing your eyes without crying. Bored. I'm tired of shedding tears. Soon I started to get sleepy and before long I fell asleep.

    Am I in a dream state? a soft and friendly touch permeated my body. Sensual kisses landed on the cheeks. Even though this was in my dream, I really enjoyed it.

    I'm a lonely girl who's always heartbroken when in love. Could anyone be able to hug tightly and give a hint of happiness to this languishing soul of mine?

    I'm stuck in a good dream. Being in the warm arms of a man. I don't know who or how it looks. It exists and gives warmth . Ghost sir, who are you really?

   ***