Just Love Figurant
Chapter 29
This morning, it was the first morning of a newlywed couple, Lusi and Marcel. The young couple should have woken up and remembered their hot night last night. But there, Lusi wakes up alone, with a slumbering Marcel on his back.
Let alone the first night, even after dinner, Marcel silenced Susi.
Not a word came out of Marcel's mouth last night. Since the last sentence when Lusi came home from dinner last night, Marcel seemed to turn increasingly cold untouched. Susi herself did not expect, her husband's reaction and change would be this drastic. The effect of meeting with Renata, enough to have a devastating effect.
Slowly so that the bed was not shaken because of his movements, Lusi went down and headed to the bathroom to clean up immediately. He needs to cook before Marcel has to go to work.
In his place, with all the sense that Marcel himself did not understand, the man had actually been awake since just now. But unfortunately, the man was reluctant to wake up and preferred to pretend to sleep, because he was lazy when he had to talk let alone face to face with Luci.
He himself was confused, when Lusi left, Marcel seemed to feel lost. But when Lusi is there and he is reunited with Renata, the feeling in his heart for Renata is back, and it is as if he has no interest at all to try to love Susi.
Was it all this time?
No. gabe. Lucia was never evil at all. That's what Marcel admitted. It's just that feelings can't be forced. Although Marcel had promised his extended family to look after and learn to love Lusi, but in fact it was difficult and difficult to do.
If I really couldn't love you, would you be angry, Lusi? If the child is born, what if I still don't love you? Will you curse me later? You're a good person, I'm like a glare at your kindness, but I can't force my feelings either. Oh, my God, how is this?
Marcel's mind still closed his eyes.
The gurgling sound of water in the bathroom has stopped, a sign that Lusi has finished bathing. Before long, Marcel heard that his wife had just come out of the bathroom, and opened the wardrobe. Marcel did not care, and still did not want to look at the face of Lusi sooner.
Until then Lusi was finished with a change of clothes and a little makeup, the woman then went out of the room, intending to cook for her beloved husband. Lusi realized, she did have to serve her husband, an obligation that Lusi had to do even though he knew very well if Marcel might not fully perform his obligations.
The aroma of stinging cooking felt piercing Marcel's nose, once Marcel had finished bathing and changed clothes. Lucky last night he took the time to invite Lusi for shopping after dinner. Not to forget, the man was even ready with shoes that perched sweetly on his feet.
"Morning, Lusi. You cook?" asked Marcel, who slightly surprised Lusi.
"Morning. Yeah, sit. It's ripe and I'll just present it" replied Lusi with a bright twinkle in his eyes.
"What are you cooking? It seems like the fragrance makes me hungry" said Marcel who began to control himself. The man only did not want if later he had to constantly ignore Susi to make Lusi not feel at home living in an apartment unit with him.
"Oyster sausage curls and vegetable stir fry. I don't know if you like it or not. But yes, I hope you like it. Taste first for breakfast, if you like, I will often make this for you," said Lusi, with a smile. Truly, Lusi is so grateful that Marcel is back good to him.
"I'm not used to eating rice at breakfast. But it's okay, maybe I should get used to it from now on" Marcel said slowly and carefully.
"Oh really? Sorry, I don't know. Should it be replaced with bread? Maybe I can heat it up later for the lunch menu only," said Lusi later. He's a little bad for Marcel.
"No problem. Besides, it seems like it's quite appetizing. It's okay, thanks for making breakfast for me," Marcel smiled, "from now on, do whatever you like. Cook whatever you want to cook. Do something you like. But remember, don't cross the line. If you like to cook rice in the morning, I'll get used to it. Use my shopping money for just enough. Later, I will set up a shopping ration for your personal needs and body care money. Not much because the rich are Papa Alex, not me." added Marcel at length.
Lusi smiled and nodded.
"Sorry, Marcel. Me, I must be your burden. I actually have something I've been wanting to say since yesterday. It's just, I feel a little bad for you," said Lusi later.
"What's wrong? Just say it," said Marcel, who began spooning food into his mouth.
"I want to keep working actually. Shila, Shila is my dependant and I'll be unemployed all day if I don't work. I don't have as many friends as anyone else. Besides Renata, no one wants to be my friend because I'm a poor man. Surely if I don't work, I will feel lonely" said Lusi.
Marcel thought for a moment.
"No, you can't work. Shila's problem, everyone has agreed that Shila will be with my mother, Inora's mother. All living and educational expenses will also be borne by Papa Alex. Don't worry, Shila won't lack anything let alone a lack of affection and money. Focus on taking care of yourself and your content at home. I will also focus on continuing my education. I'm sorry if after this, I'm probably rarely with you and it's just night time to go home" Alex said, occasionally feeding food into his mouth.
"No problem if so, as long as I can still prepare all your needs, and also serve you well" said Lusi.
For some reason, Lusi felt his heart feel uncomfortable. Imagining that he would rarely meet Marcel, and would meet only at night, Lusi suddenly could not imagine.
The atmosphere was quiet, with a fork and plate shoot that dominated the entire dining room. For a moment Marcel felt a little comfortable with the breakfast menu this morning. Not spicy, and also fit on his tongue.
After breakfast, Marcel immediately rushed to the room to pick up his wallet, bag and car keys. Lusi himself waited for Marcel after washing the dishes. For a moment, the woman felt her heart blossom, as she felt Marcel slowly starting to improve on her.
Luci just forgot, that he should not feel flattered by Marcel's sweet promises. Yesterday, Marcel had also been kind to him, but unfortunately, last night Marcel turned cold.
If this morning Marcel changes well, who can guarantee that day or night Marcel will remain good? Just look, hell under the guise of a household, will soon be felt after this.
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