My Lecture, My Husband

My Lecture, My Husband
22. Aunt Nunu


Mas Arka parked his motorbike beside the house, I could see from afar that the house was crowded. I quickly got off the bike, still with my eyes focused into the house.


"I think his guest Mother has come," I told him as Mas Arka stood beside me, I looked up at Mas Arka "Tante Mas is the one how?"


He poked his shoulder "I rarely meet."


I've heard that Mas Arka did not live with his family since childhood. I looked at Mas Arka who again grabbed my hand, grasping it while walking towards the house


My husband isn't possessed, is he?


"Assalamu'alaikum!" my greetings as soon as they enter through the door


Everyone in the living room immediately saw us, because I felt uncomfortable, I approached towards Mas Arka. A few strangers looked at us, especially the fat aunt sitting next to Mom, her cynical gaze towards me making me less comfortable.


"Wa'alaikum salutations" they answered


"Here baby!" My mother-in-law waved at me, asking me to approach "Well, this is Arka's wife."


I smiled at them all.


My mother-in-law introduced me to them, and instead she introduced them to me. The fat aunt I meant was Aunt Nunu, Mas Arka's aunt. While the aunt in yellow clothes was named Aunt Mira, while the girl who sat on the sofa single was named Nila, she said she was the son of Aunt Mira.


Aunt Mira is my best friend Aunt Nunu, according to what my mother-in-law said she came here for the road. He is also a classmate of Mother, they were also neighbors first. But whether it's a woman's instinct or something, I feel like they have other purposes than just to visit.


"Little yeah!" knock Aunt Nunu after seeing me up below.


What does it mean to try small? I looked down at myself, when was my chest? Although my body is small but I am quite proud of my chest, its size is not very small. Laura was envious to see it, but when it comes to body affairs... I am a little small, but I am not short.


My father was a Military soldier, according to Grandma I inherited the Papi gene. So I'm small from where?


"How old are you?"


" Twenty-two years, Auntie. Twenty-three." I replied, maintaining my sweet smile.


He snorted, though very small, but I could hear him.


"Young yes," I smiled, I was eager to reply to her but it was "Away with Big Brother!"


"Just eight years, Auntie. Not far at all" I said


My mother-in-law rubbed my back without anyone knowing, as she knew I was uncomfortable with her cousin's questions and statements.


"Eight years? It was far away, when you were a child like this." she grabbed the tea and took a sip, she looked towards Nila "Darling don't be ashamed that, that's Arka, you didn't forget right? You used to play together."


HUH! What does that mean try?


I glanced at Mas Arka who was always silent, he just sat down but looked towards Nila as Aunt Nunu said many things. What the hell? As soon as he turned his head towards me, I immediately threw my face the other way.


I don't know why I don't like it, when he just asked me to walk. Yeah, not even invite because I whine want to come, but still... Why did he see another girl.


"How long did you know before you got married?" ask Aunt Nunu, look at what the question means.


I smiled at "Mas Arka the lecturer at my college, Auntie. We know him on campus." He's just a 'oh.


"From Raana's eight years old."


I turned to Mas Arka who arrived suddenly swept, what does it mean to try?


Have we met before? I'm eight years old? Huh huh? When's it? By the age of eight, I was already living in a military housing estate where Papi served, housing a military camp area.


WHY DON'T I REMEMBER??


"So you've known Raana from your teens, Arka?" Mas Arka nodded his head, Really?


But looking at Mas Arka's expression that was slab as usual, I'm sure he said that just to defend me. Yes, it must be just because of that, no matter how the area I live in, no one can carelessly enter.


I used to live not far from the conflict area, anyone who entered had to pass a strict inspection. Even those of us whose children were not allowed to attend school outside the military area, as for our education, they built a special school for children whose teachers were recruited directly from the military camp. He said it was very dangerous if we went to school outside, especially if our identities were discovered.


Because it's... I'm not too sure what Mas Arka said, unless he's part of the military itself. But what is possible? When I was eight years old, Mas Arka was only sixteen years old and it had not been able to enter the army. Students who are still in education are not allowed to participate in the team.


Why do I know so much? Since papi was already the captain in his team, I met with Papi members several times and no one was six bell-aged


Uh!


I saw Mas Arka, paying attention to him well. He can't be that guy, right? The soldier that was rumored was it, right? Impossible. There are two warriors in the rumors, but there is no way Mas Arka right?


Tau ah's!


"Not as long as you know Nila, right?" aunty aunty, very insistent.


"Ekhem, Madam Nunu, Mira must be confused? I'm ready for the room, you can rest." Mother gestured for me to stand up "It so happens that we have prepared a meal, you must be hungry. Nila, let's eat and rest first."


Nila smiled "Yes aunty." she replied in a soft voice.


Shia... Like him, he's a very different type to me, I'm a bar type and a little tomboy from small.


Can insecure do it?


From the way the road looks very graceful and educated, from his thin smile, ouch... I'm the only one the mleyot women saw.


"Honey, you first save your luggage to the room." whispered my mother-in-law "Let the mother who takes care of Aunt Nunu, you must be uncomfortable right?"


I can only smile wryly, if Aunt Nunu is not an old man, I have replied to her. But I don't want to embarrass my mother-in-law, especially if I'm being rude to my parents, that's what's going to be in the spotlight. They will be said not to educate children, even though they have educated me very well.


"Yes, Ma. Thank you." Thank you."


I picked up my bag and walked towards the room, but my eyes still glanced at the kitchen before it actually went upstairs.