
"Melody, don't eat too much sweet! You can have a toothache, you idiot!" Yudha.
Both Melody cheeks are fluffy as they are full of grilled marsmellow. He is very happy with the sweet taste that is so tempting on the tongue.
After all, long ago annoyed too if Yudha discusses Yura continues.
Jealous eh?
"If it hurts, stay at the dentist! Yudha will pay." Melody grimaces.
"You're this. This is a clean toothbrush! Don't let anything stay between your teeth!"
"Yes-yes. You're so chatty?"
"I'm just worried about you!"
Manyun melody. "Thank you for worrying."
"Together." Yudha smiled
"Haiish.."
The conversation continues with what size of shoes, size of clothes, pants, favorite color. They both talked about a lot of things. Ask each other questions, answer each other.
Until it doesn't feel like it's 11:45 p.m. Almost midnight. The firewood is running out. Marsmellow is a little. Lots of skin here and there. How much food did they eat? I don't know. 2 kg of ketella may be more.
“You're cold? Should we end our conversation?” Ask Yudha.
Melody shook her head. “I want to spend my marsmellow. You yawned a few times, Yudha. Sleep if you want to sleep!”
“Good.“
Yudha rose from her seat. He stretched his muscles and walked into the inn that was so close to the campfire.
Melody wasn't looking at Yudha's departure. He focuses on his burnt marsmellow. Marsmellow, which was once pure white, now looks brown slowly. Melody pulled it from the fire, twisting it slowly, ascertaining whether all the sides were already completely burned. Perfect! He then blew the hot burnt marsmellow. Bite him with a very large bite until it fills his mouth cavity.
Sweet. So sweet.
A light appeared in the autumn sky. Falling stars.
“Dad.” Murmuring Melody softly.
Not feeling, his tears began to fall. Really, tonight the sky looks so bright. Millions of stars are visible in the night sky. A diamond in the middle of darkness.
Melody stared blankly at the starry scene in the sky. Her tears were ceaselessly falling. She split both her cheeks that paled from the cold. Provides a warm sensation among the body that is increasingly frozen.
“Although we talked a lot today, but we didn't mention personal matters."
Melody's tears still fell. Even more and more.
"When Yudha recounted her past with Amamiya-san and Miura-san, she did not tell how she felt with Amamiya-san. He did not discuss how he looked at Amamiya-san."
The bonfire in front of Melody was still burning. Melody added firewood to make the flame even bigger.
"I'm sure Yudha has that feeling for Amamiya-san. Yudha once asked Amamiya-san to get married and I listened to her myself. Is it my fault if I assume Yudha's feelings for Amamiya-san?"
The growing bonfire was scorching his cooling body.
"Why didn't he talk about his feelings? I feel like Yudha doesn't trust me at all. Let alone as his wife, as his friend I have not earned that trust."
Melody looked back at the star-studded night sky. Saddled look.
"O endless sky, O distant star, the night that is about to disappear. Why do I feel such a stifling void?"
Melody was crying again. He clutched his chest hard. Lately his chest is often runny.
"In the end, I still can't get into your personal space, Yudha.”
Suddenly someone clenched a thick blanket onto Melody's back from behind. That is Yudha. Melody did not expect that Yudha would return to the inn yard with a thick jacket.
Then, why could he be happy with just such a trivial thing?
Wasn't she crying because of lara in the chest?
“Yu-Yudha?”
Yudha sat next to Melody. Realizing Melody was crying, she wiped Melody's tears with both thumbs.
"If you cry, you're getting worse." Yudha.
"I know, I've been ugly from the sono." Melody pouted.
Yudha smiled looking at the upset Melody. He then slashed the sitting distance with Melody to make it much closer. He then added pieces of wood into the campfire that began to dim it.
“Tell me about your father! I think he's a great guy.”
Yudha had heard from the in-laws several times that Melody was very close to her father. The little star song is proof of that. Melody also often sang the song with her crisp voice.
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Melody told me all about her father. About his past memories with his father. Tetang always rides a bike with his father, eating udon together. Raining to cause influenza.
Melody also tells the story of her father while working as an employee at her father's company Nao. Dean Hwang is a wonderful father. Always working hard.
Although limited to the economy, but the small family can smile happily. The thing he never realized and it became his unforgettable guilt, only he himself did not know if his father had a deadly disease.
Her father's pain was always covered with a smile. A child like him can understand. All he knows is all right. It was too late when he found his father lying stiff in his house.
Yudha offered Melody a handkerchief. Melody accepted with a smile. Then she wiped her tears.
“I haven't cried in front of people like this in a long time. Especially showing my weakness. Haha.” Melody laughed blandly.
“Crying sniffled, still able to laugh while holding the bitten sate marsmellow. So bad you're Melody.” Ledek Yudha's.
“Whisper. It's just you and me, I don't need to apply Kazehaya's manners.”
“You're this.."
"..."
"Hey Melody.”
“What?”
Yudha looked into Melody's puffy eyes. 1, 2, 3, 4 seconds they fell silent. Makes Melody wonder. Yudha why? Calling him but not responding to anything.
Melody moved her hand towards Yudha's head. He took the limb that was in the raven hair of Yudha. He showed it to Yudha.
"There's a dry branch stuck in your ugly hair." Melody.
"..."
Still waiting for what Yudha wanted to say, Melody bit her marshmallow with an inconcent. He spoke before Yudha.
Melody's cute face while munching on marsmellow looks very cute. Cute to be more exact. His mouth was full of marsmellows, there were some crumbs coming out and scrambling, both of his cheeks widened out of sync with his face. Like the chipmunk in The Chipmunk. Making Yudha powerless to hold back laughter.
"Haha."
Yudhapun laughed. Melody was amazed. People who rarely smile like Yudha can laugh freely too apparently.
“Sorry-sorry yes Sir, my eating style is ugly, huh.”
“It's so different when you're so polite when we have dinner with an office client. Jeez, hahah, my stomach hurts so much.” Yudha held onto her stomach which was hurting from excessive laughing.
“Yes, cook I have to eat marsmellow with fork and spoon? Cut it slowly with a knife? Enjoy it piece by piece like a king's daughter? Just be right!”
“Gomen, gomen.” Yudha ruffled Melody's hair.
I don't know...
When the shoots of the head are ruffled by a man, there is a feeling of comfort that comes out. Same with Melody. It's ordinary, it's a simple act, but it's heart-felt.
”...”
“Melody?”
“Ya?”
CUUP 💏
San marsmellow skewers just fell down.
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“There is marsmellow left on your lips!”
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“Eh?”