Rai Universe
CHAPTER 42. That Fairy Tale Is Not Like This.
Rai and Esta had just had lunch with vegetables from Esta's cooking. Yellow seasoning shrimp mixed with the mash of sweet potato leaves. As well as tofu stir-fry and kecombrang with sambal terasi as the complement.
Esta is good at cooking. The food tastes very good and fits on the tongue. Rai even added twice so delicious.
Both are busy washing dishes. Esta is soaping, while Rai is helping to rinse the dishes. At first glance, they are like the image of a happy newlywed couple. Especially in interspersed with occasional laughter.
“Assalamu’alaikum.”.
“Wa’alaikum greetings.” Rai and Esta answered together. Rai bent his head from behind the wall and he was very surprised because he saw Prasetyo who was standing on the doorstep of his house.
“Om!” Pekik Rai who immediately put the plate he held onto the plate rack and approached Prasetyo.
“For what, anyway?” Ask Prasetyo.
“Log in, Om.” Tawar Rai who immediately cleaned up the remaining traces of his initiative that was still messy on the floor.
“So your only Om yes who was asked to enter?” A new voice of Salamah appeared from behind the door.
“Grandmother!!” Pekik Rai immediately rushed to his grandmother. There is also Citra and her little daughter Afni. He shakes them all.
Hearing that there were guests, Esta immediately finished her work and joined them. He also greeted all Rai's families. Salamah even hugged him with warmth.
“How are you, babe?” Ask Salamah to Esta.
“Good, Grandma. Grandma how are you?”
“Grandmother yes put it this way. It's old.”
“Healthy essentials, Nek.”
“What are you doing?” Timpal Citra's.
“Newly done washing dishes, Auntie. Grandma eating? Esta fetch ya?” Tawar Esta friendly. I think he was close to that family. He was happy to see them. He was happy to be among the warmth of the Rai family.
“We have eaten. Abis eat here. We just stopped by to see you guys. Granny kangen said.” Prasetyo.
“Ikut yukk,,” Invite Citra.
“Where are you on?” Ask Rai.
“Ke villas. I haven't been there for a long time.”
Rai looked at Esta. “Mau?”
“Bo-leh.” Esta replied doubtfully. There was no reason for him to refuse such a sightseeing event.
Immediately Esta packed her change of clothes and also Rai. He was no longer ashamed to take Rai's underwear and put it together in his bag. Not many clothes to bring. Only two sets belonged to him, and two sets belonged to Rai. Because tomorrow, they have to come back.
Once ready, Esta and Rai and her family returned to their car parked in front of the hamlet. Rai chose to bring his own car along with Esta. His family plans to stay there for a few days. He and Esta are due to return to school on Monday.
“Bring your own car? Do you have a SIM?” Esta asked doubtfully. It's not funny if they get a ticket later on the road.
“Udah dong. Come, log in.” With sweetness Rai opened the door for Esta.
‘Sabar, B. Patience. Don't baper just because the attention is like doang. Inget, Rai just don't want his son why-napa.’
The journey they will take is approximately two hours. Depends on the road congestion.
On the way, Rai again offered Esta to buy something, but Esta shook her head because she was not wanting to eat anything.
“If you sleep. Later if I wake up in.”
“No sleepiness, kok.” Answer Esta.
For a while the atmosphere became a little awkward. Rai was thinking hard to find the right chat material for the atmosphere.
“Ta?”
“Hem?” Esta.
“Emang not difficult huh?”
“What?”
“This condition. Don't you feel that heavy?what's new?”
Esta understood Rai's intentions.
“Keep, if I feel bad, what can I do? It's like this, Rai. We can't do anything.”
“There have been no regrets in you all this time?”
“Ya. Who doesn't feel comfortable with such a situation? All the girls mess up if they're in my position, Rai. But back again, what can we do?”
‘I'm sorry, Esta. I made you in this position’
“You hate not the same boy?”
Rai's question was heart-pounding. Although it can be said Esta is not happy with her pregnancy. But she also did not hate her baby. She was not happy, but she loved her baby. If he is not dear, he has decided to throw it away rather than having to live a life of bother like this.
“Please don't hate him yes, Ta. He's not wrong, I'm wrong. If you need to vent your hate, you can hate me as much as you like. But please, don't hate him.”
“I never hated him, Rai. And I never hated you either. I don't hate anybody. Not just you, I love this kid too. I also want him to be born and healthy. I'm the one who should apologize to you. Ugly girl like I'm the mother of your son. She should have a beautiful mama, so be balanced with her handsome papa. hehehe..”.Lirih Esta. she laughed a little. The laughter was clearly full of lies.
Esta suddenly became inferior if she thought far in that direction. Honest in her little heart, she felt unworthy to be near a Rai Kenandra. From any side, it is inappropriate.
“If this child is ugly like me, how?”
“What are you talking about, anyway? It doesn't matter what the cantk is. It's all just outer skin, Ta. The important thing is that we educate him well in order to have a good nature, not like us.”
We educate him?
Is it wrong if Esta is happy to interpret that passage? Rai use the word ‘kita’ here. That means they will raise their child together. In a long time. Is that possible? Is that so?
Esta thinks too much. Though they could have educated him together even though they had separated later. It's too early to be happy.
Esta has to enforce her limits. He insisted on that. He did not want to soar with the attention given by Rai. Because he knew he would fall. He didn't want that to happen.
He has to focus on himself. Like earlier. He should not be affected by the presence of a baby in his stomach until he dares to expect more from Rai. The baby was the only link between her and Rai. Not more. There is no such thing as a feeling of love that will interfere in this relationship.
No, he doesn't like Rai, and vice versa. Rai doesn't like it. Their world is too different. It would be inappropriate if he dared to like that man. Such a ugly girl would never be with a handsome prince. In any fairy tale, the prince would only marry a beautiful, charming girl. Not such a bad girl.