Marriage Proposal: Ben & Bima
10 - Will Start Eating Together

(Ben)

Yayai slowly pushed me into the room and put my helpless body into the bed. His face reminded me of someone. He looks tired. Only this time I could see her eyeballs clearly and they were a bit different in color. I was impressed with everyone I met. Never noticed this detail. It turns out that the color of Yayai's eyeballs from yesterday is different from the original eyeballs when wearing glasses. I just realized, it's the color of his contact lens.

“Prof do you have your own medicine?” tanyanya. He's still freaking out. His face is still close to my face. Since I could not bear to see her face continuously, I was forced to close my eyes. My stomach still hurts. My saliva flowed profusely and my mouth was bitter. My sweat doesn't even stop. Yayai wiped the sweat on my forehead with her bare hands. I was surprised in silence. Then I opened my eyes. Seeing him wipe my sweaty hands against his shirt.

“There. Under the aquarium drawer.” I said. My eyes were directed towards the aquarium. Without asking much she headed to the aquarium table and opened a small drawer underneath. He read a few bottles of medicine there and when he was convinced they were stomach ulcers, he went out into the kitchen and brought me a glass of water.

“Prof sure this remedy works?” he asked again unsure. He still wants to take me to the hospital.

“Yakinu. I just want to sleep while feeling the pain.”

I swallowed my saliva. God fucking. My mouth is bitter.

Yayai wiped the sweat off my neck and face with the tissue she had taken in the kitchen.

“Good Prof.”

He doesn't speak anymore. Then I fell asleep. In my sleep, I still heard the door slowly open a few times and the noise of the keyboard. When I turned to my side, it turned out that Yayai was at the table opening her laptop and working on making a presentation. I suppose.

“What time is it now?” My voice's hoarse. Yayai turned her head towards me and got up from the chair and sat down next to me.

“Hour half three, Prof. Am I interrupting?” tanyanya politely. His face implied that it was not nice to me. The look is much different. He wears after Donald Duck cartoon pajamas and his glasses perched on his nose.

“What are you..?”

“Against making a presentation for Prof.”

“I don't think you need to overdo it.” said me who is now not feeling good to him.

“Oooh, I made some food for Prof earlier. But not the porridge. Macaroni school. What does Prof want?” He looks enthusiastic.

“No, thanks. I'm not in the mood to eat.”

“Prof... come on. Prof Ben must be cured.” His face was flat, but implied by the plea. I can't refuse it. I finally decided to sit on the bed. Yayai smiled then ran out of the room, a minute later she came with her small plate.

“I can eat by myself.” I said.

“Okay.” Yayai sat down and worked again.

It only lasted a few minutes and three mouthfuls I gave up. I put the plate on a small table beside the bed.

“Can you grab a t-shirt in the closet?”

“Can.” Yayai hurried. He stood between his two left and right cabinets. “Which window, Prof?” He pointed at both the cupboards on his left and right with his two index fingers. I hold my smile. He's quite entertaining.

“On your right. Take any shirt. If it can be dark. Are your eyes normal to see colors?” candaku. It seems my joking doesn't make him laugh. His face turned ugly. I can see it. But he tried to cover it in front of me. Then he came out of the room when I opened my shirt. When I finished changing my clothes, he didn't come. So I decided to go back to sleep.

I wake up automatically in the morning. Opened my eyes. My body is quite fit. Although my head was a little dizzy and my mouth gradually improved from the bitter taste. My weakness is lazy eating, sometimes I forget to eat. I turned towards my computer desk, Yayai fell asleep with her hands as her pedestal on the table.

“Yayai, wake.” I woke her. Holding his shoulders slowly. Looks like he's fast asleep. His laptop was still on, apparently he had just fallen asleep. So I let her fall asleep like that and took her laptop. I checked page by page the work he was doing.

(Five)

It seems my dreams are overrated. I joined hands with Prof Ben. It felt like my stomach wanted me to get out of it right then and there. That scene gave me too much goosebumps. Then I woke up and choked. Coughing.

“Why you?” Prof Ben's voice surprised me. I looked towards him. Oh naw. I just had a dream about her, and then I woke up and saw her. Bad news? He saw me suspicious. Take the glass that is still filled with water. I refused it while waving my hand at him.

“Ngak. It's nothing.”

I saw him sitting and holding my laptop. It seems he's improving my presentation.

“I fixed your presentation a little.”

“Okay Prof.”

“Thank you.” Then I yawned. I must have kept my mouth shut in front of him. “There's a part I haven't finished yet.”

“The rest let me do it.” He looked at my laptop. “Go, we'll go eight o'clock later.”

“Do I have to come?”

“Do you have any other activities?”

Certainly exists. I have to finish my novel.

“Not there, Prof.” lied to me.

I stood up and left her room. I was in his room too long. When I got into my room, I slammed my body into a bed I hadn't slept in all night. I want to sleep a little longer and then wake up and start a story in my novel.

The flow, when I finished the bath I rolled my hair in a small towel while making breakfast for myself and warm tea. It seemed like when I was busy in the kitchen, Prof Ben walked into the bathroom and I entered the room to change my clothes and dry my hair. Everything was done, I went back to the kitchen. I saw Prof Ben reading something on his tab.

“I'm waiting for you breakfast.” he said slowly. Without seeing me.

I'm amazed. I never saw him eat breakfast. He even put tea in his glass. Not coffee. He's already prepared the macaroni schotel I made last night for him. I sat down in front of him, taking the bread I had burned with pineapple jam. He started eating when I also started biting my bread. He doesn't talk much, he just focuses on his reading on the tab.

“What is your job?” suddenly tanyanya.

“Hmmm... by publisher.” I don't know what I call it.

“What is your salary enough?”

Why is he wondering about my salary?

“Enough, Prof. Kan I'm single, so not too much need.”

“You never buy stuff for yourself?”

“Ha? Nope. I don't buy too much stuff. I'd rather spend my money on eating.” I laugh. I don't know why I laughed. Maybe because I remember the food in my head.

Prof Ben finally looked at me.

“What's your favorite food?”

“Many.” I replied plain.

“I'll customize your food.”

“Means?”

I frowned. I'm slowing down my chewing. My feelings are not good.

“We will eat together starting today.”

Wait for.

Prof Ben looked at his watch.

“Come, we're leaving. Already finished breakfast?”

Unknowingly the macaroni he ate was gone. He sipped his tea with one sip.

Wait for. Whatdoes thatmean?

He disappeared into the front yard. Heating car. While I was banging my head against the wall of the living room.

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