It's Not Me Who's Your Wife
Episode 13 Raditya enjoys cooking
Ayana POV's
The morning weather was clear, the four of us passed the road paving, with the left right in the trees, making the air in this morning feel clean from pollution, I walked by inhaling air without worry, he said, because in the esophagus is comfortable.
And during my college years, there wasn't one friend in the class who acted like Clara and a couple of guys at the boarding house.
Good thing Clara and her groupmate Clara, not one class with me, they're upperclassmen, so my breath does not become crowded, just in this program I also faced with Mr. Raihan, who was also a big brother, who until now could not be friends with me, but worse his sister Raditya, he last night until the morning to the office just keep asking for help by yelling, especially when both, especially when the two, he continued, although at home I was used to hearing the loud voice of Uncle with Aunt, but they did not snap snapped like Raditya, just I did not have the heart to leave him in a state of roadlessness, let alone me married.
" Ay, don't daydream, you wear clothes that make you more beautiful even sad that," said Bella, a little surprised by her voice.
" I don't care Ay, look at all the eyes are on you, especially the guys, until Rosa pouts directly at you," Lisa said grinning, Rosa added annoyed with Lisa's remarks.
" Hey, Ay, beware that you've got another guy, because I don't want my brother to be disappointed, let alone hurt," she whispered.
I've been baffled by Rosa's threats.
" Rosaaa, pliss, I.." I could barely control my leaking mouth.
Seconds ago the minutes continued to move forward, the first course was over, everyone came out to move to room 9, the next hour, the Introduction to Economics 1 course, and I followed it like never before, a little less excited, maybe my brain started to get contaminated by the incident last night, however I kept thinking about my status, especially later after I was deposed by Raditya for at least 1 year, I will be a widow at a very young age.
I became depressed with my status later and without me realizing both palms I closed to the face.
Eager to scream loudly at this temporary marriage, only to care for a CEO of the Adiwangsa group I was kidnapped and forced to marry.
I'm for my helplessness.
' Ay, so more beautiful and fashionable even not as happy as before? " whispered Andina next door.
" What a tired maybe you Ay, work as full as possible, so you become tired," said Andina again, I looked down lethargic.
The hours of the course ended, the room boisterous by the students who were ready to go out while chatting.
At 12:00 the course ends so, with a quick gesture of stepping out ahead of three friends.
They are dumb, still do not care about them, because they have to quickly go to his office.
In the anxiety, the phone kept vibrating.
While walking quickly, the hand grabbed the phone that was placed in the pocket of the backpack.
Drrrt drrt
" Assalamu'alaikum, iiiyyaa, this I've been in the car wanting to get out," heard a stern voice, could not be denied at all, my heart shrieked.
" I want to enter the lion's mouth, "my grunts, and not realize that the phone has not been closed.
" Hey, you know I'm a lion, I'm gonna report to the college for you to be expelled," while driving the back of my arm pasted to the jidat.
" Uuhhh, my mouth....now my fate will end? " my eternity is in my heart, but I still have to focus on the streets.
The campus is not far from his office, so it only takes a quarter of an hour at this rush hour to get to Raditya's office.
Half-running after getting out of the car in the parking lot near his office, I got into his room, he had been waiting at the door.
" Maa..., "not finished yet I said cut directly.
" What time is it? " he asked ketus, his eyes widened with a reddened face holding back anger.
" In this case, I'm full of stomach, not eating outside" he said after the door closed from the inside, I just lowered my head.
" Teerruuuss, sir, whatever the hell you want, or I'm looking for ya, "I dare to say, I certainly can't bear to see he's not having lunch.
" It's up to you" with a cold face he turned his wheelchair and his right hand ran it.
I was not told to go out and open the door to the car.
My mind is just heading to the boarding house, I still have gurameh in the frizer there are kale too.
The car drove to the boarding house, running into the room, and I was grateful not to be stopped by Clara, so it was not hampered when heading to the room.
It took an hour to finish cooking until you put in 3 large bowls of bells, good rice, sweet sour gurameh same oseng kale, and, then I covered it with a plastic press and I put one into a plastic bag, not forgetting to bring a plate with a spoon.
Drrrt drrt
Clara opened the room door, quickly set this foot down the stairs.
" Uuufff, survived the bullyan Clara," and while under me was sneered by some of the hostesses.
" Oh, that geeky girl yes, now that Oom Oom's mistress, so anyway, the appearance has changed, "I don't care about that insult, because more importantly Mr. Raditya.
With the powder on my face gone, I, who had reached the front parking lot of Raditya's office, opened the car door and walked towards the closed door.
Thok
" Get in, "I opened the door, he stayed busy with his laptop, just glanced at me for a moment, then worked again in front of his laptop.
I took a plastic bag to a special room for food, and then brought rice for her.
" Mister, eat first," I've been behind her wheelchair to push into the guest table.
He was just silent when I pushed his wheelchair, he happened to no longer check the work on the laptop, maybe he was hungry.
I put rice with a side dish that is still warm, then he ate very greedily, until adding more.
" Buy where? good I like, tomorrow afternoon again yeah, "the ink.
" Beesook, fried chicken, sir, " said I.
" Buy where? " he repeated again.
" Aannu, at the stall near my boarding house, "I answered lying.
" Ngantri buy up to an hour?" her question remained with a cold face.
" Iiyaa, because the stall is not fast food, most tomorrow I from the campus stopped by the stall first yes sir, "my lie again while blinking blinked his eyes.
" Hmmm, you all eat to be finished so as not to waste," he really enjoyed my cooking, like Rosa, often invite to his house just to make fried rice or cook side dishes.
" I'm the rest, sir" I said.
" I was full, "he said, then I poured the rice that was only a few spoons on the other plate. And I spent it all, while the thorns of my fish spines put on the plastic to throw in the trash.
" So use your money, here I ask for an account number, and tomorrow the portion of rice is added, let you not eat a little, later so not powerful that I lose, because you have to be strong," he said at length, just stick with an ice-cold cold face as well as a block plate.
He had not yet run his wheelchair, still remained among the guest seats, while I was bribing the thoughtful rice about this work that had not conveyed to auntie and uncle, I was still afraid of them, I was still afraid of them, but the problem is that I have to go home every weekend, not to mention Celin who is always waiting for me.
" Sir, I have to go home every weekend, "with my heart I speak.
" You can tell them, if it's work, there's no weekend off, if you want to see my aunt I have to come, "my eyes are wide open to hear what she's saying.
" You mind if I come along, "had a cold face anyway.
" Aaa nuu... yes so, "my answer just because I am confused to answer what? so that's it, and hope he's not angry.
" Ay, if you go home who takes care of me? " said Raditya.
I couldn't answer that question, I could just divert because my meal was over so I took the plate to the sink in this room, and washed it.
" Ay, I want to get out of the room to go to the front yard of the production room," he asked, I headed to the wheelchair handlebar and pushed out.
And Mr. Adnan caught up with us by walking to the right of Raditya's wheelchair, they were both chatting, I was paying attention to my ears, feeling it was none of my business.
The wheelchair was light when pushed, so I didn't give much power.
While the eye occasionally sees the factory environment that is cool by the number of green leafy trees, and under the tree tree there is a chair planting that will not be weathered because it is made of natural stone.
The sunlight that was stinging the heat, was not felt, because it was blocked by the big tree that sheltered it.
" Ay, turn this way, sit there," I turned the chair and stopped him.
Not wanting to disturb the chatter of these two company officials, I stepped aside to sit in a planting chair, under a very cool tree.