THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER X

A hotel in the middle of the city.

‘Hei women quickly clean yourself’, the command is rude.

‘What do you want, I don't want to be touched by a disgusting creature like you. Just watch if

you dare’, I put the horses to kick it.

‘Don't dream of you anyone who wants to touch a secondhand like you. Remember yes

even though we are husband and wife I will not be willing to wear the goods that have been

ever touched orang’.

‘Good then, so I don't have to bother serving unclear creatures

like you’, my review was short.

‘Where does he have such thoughts’, my inner self. ‘Aah let it be I thinkin’.

‘Blaaaam!’

room door slammed.

Jay walked out of the room with reddened eyes and clenched his hands towards the sofa

in the middle of the room and dropped his body. His fist was repeatedly directed at

bearing seat that is in front of him.

‘Buk...buk’,

the sound of the punch collides with a soft padding.

Unconcerned. Just cleaning the makeup on my face and removing the hair, I

immediately lay down on the kingsize bed and fall asleep while

to put on this little smile. Satisfied.

The esokan day.

‘Truuuut...truuuut’, phone call repeatedly.

‘Halo, yes ma. What's up early in the morning calling?’

‘You're home today Jay?’

‘Iya ma, later after lunch’.

‘Good, mom wait ya’.

‘Oke’, sahut short as a sign approve request.

Hearing that rushed my bathroom to clean up, I met Jay on purpose

she was busy answering her mother's questions. Warm water from the shower

I enjoyed it with all my heart while humming Adele's song ‘Someone

like you’ so it can erode my annoyance at him. Doesn't last long

when I heard a bang from the door,

’Suti quickly out I also want to go to bathroom’.

‘Bentanggung nih’.

‘You're taking a shower what's sleeping anyway. It's noon I'm hungry. You want me to starve to death here.

Wear all singing, crisp sound also’.

‘Still mending my voice is from your Marcella it’.

‘Don't bring him in this case Suti or...’.

‘Or what Jay, I'm not afraid’, my challenge.

The Cartwright residence.

After the drama at the hotel this morning. This is where we are now the Cartwright family mansion.

Not surprised by all the indoor and outdoor decorations, I felt like

entering another dimension of the dejavu space. Familiarity with all things

it was in front of the eyes. Makes me chuckle slowly.

While Jay just observed all my movements with his sharp eyes, as grim as he was

the eyes of the giant snake in my dream. I didn't care if I asked wrongly

a housekeeper greeted us near the stairs

second floor, second floor,

’Where is my bedroom, what is the corner of the hallway?’, lifting my chin pointed.

‘Wati, take young mistress' suitcase upstairs!’, said Jay suddenly.

‘Iya tuan’.

‘Eh’, my jolt is in shock. Slowly align the steps to Jay and whisper

inlinged.  ‘We don't sleep in the room right?’.

‘Remember during this house there is a mother, do not try to escape to another room. We

must show affection as a real husband and wife, understand’, firmly

Jay.

‘OK, alright’, sahutku limp. While following Wati who began to climb stairs one

go to the second floor.

At dinner in the dining room.

‘Good night dear. You're so fresh. Enough rest?’, hug me possessive.

‘Ehm yes aunt. Good night’, I say politely.

‘Oh no, don't call me aunt. Call mommy like Jay did.

Because you are now part of this family. Isn't it Jay?’, though,

he said while kissing Jay's cheek dear.

‘Of course mom, should it, right honey?’, right,

jay replied while hugging my waist tightly.

‘Heem’.

‘Let's eat’, Jay answered while pulling

a chair for me. ‘You eat what dear’, bargain again while kissing the cheek

my right was friendly before sitting on the chair after.

‘Anything dear’, sahutku.

‘You want what menu Indonesia, Chinnese what Continental.

Everything is available here. And it tastes like the cuisine of the horizon hotel chef

where I used to be pentas’, netraanya glanced at me full of intent.

I can only afford to gawk.

‘Jay don't be nosy with your wife!’, mediate.

‘What the hell mam, I just reminded him of our sweet memories, isn't it sweety?’.

I kicked Jay's leg under the table while whispering, ’do not be friendly deh lu’.

‘Remember Suti our initial agreement as long as there is mama’, reply Jay whispered anyway.

Mom just smiled at the behavior of both of us.

Soon all the waiters in the dining room began to serve food

on the plate according to each taste. I'm the one who doesn't like it very much

with continental menu only ask for Chinese and Indonesian menu

that's my favorite capcay and hodgepodge. For dessert, fruit pudding becomes

this awkward dinner cover.

Netraku glanced at Jay's plate, he chose a European menu complete with appetizer, play

course and dessert. Cleared in mind, ’dia her taste has changed’.

Still remembered in memory if we used to love eating gado-gado neng

Hind on the roadside of Arjuno, near campus ‘Bens’.

Despite so many friendly menu choices in the pocket, never one bit

I changed the food that was my choice. In other words what becomes

jay followed him too. He loved and loved as if I were

world center.

‘It's done dear’, ask suddenly.

‘Ehmm su-already,’ answered me stuttering.

‘Good, want to go straight to bed what was watching the movie first in the home theater room’.

‘You have that space Jay?’, I asked enthusiastically.

‘Of course’.

‘Jay bring Suti to know the room in this house one by one, so as not to get lost!’, mama's orders.

‘OK mam, I'll take him around’.

‘Alright, you young people have fun. Mama rest first in kamar’.

‘Good night mam, sweet dreams’, I said while hugging her.

‘Good night baby, you too. Happy adventuring’.

‘Thank you mam’, I replied.

Miss Laura Cartwright is the only two of us in this room. Silence reigns

until a few minutes, when I started asking, I,

‘We are touring around Rumah’.

‘Hem’, answer.

He was a great tour leader, not a single room in the mansion was left behind for

clearly explained. When it arrived at a room that was covered by teak wood doors carved jepara, jepara,

Jay said that it was a family museum where things were stored

family history, a thousand year old collection of antiques.

‘Em...we will enter it Jay?’, ask

curious when his body language did not appear to open the door of the room.

‘No, I didn't bring this space key. And you can't go in it.

Not even everyone in this house can. Except for my mom and two officers

our family trust who usually clean the room’.

‘Why?’, my question is still curious.

‘Aaah, you will not understand’.

‘Yeah it's up to lah’, I said indifferently.

While in the bedroom.

After brushing my teeth and grabbing some water, I

tunaikan isya’ prayer that is a little late because of the touring earlier. Toggle

prayer mats in the corner of the room, offering prayers that never get bored ahead

Divinely. To beg for forgiveness for all sins and to ask for salvation.

On top of the bed Jay just looked at me

in silence as if to dissolve in prayer and say, ’amin’, in the heart. Highlights

his softened eyes eroded already the cruelty he had always shown all along.

I smiled a little at that.

‘You didn't sleep’, asked Jay suddenly.

‘Mau, I've sleepy’.

‘Then why just stand there.

Come’, order him while patting the pillow next to him.

‘Oh....oh’, batinku. ‘No I don't want

things happen that we don't want’, I replied instantly.

‘Things we don't want’, said Jay

rough start.

‘Emmm, the husband and wife relationship’.

‘What's wrong with that. Aren't we

the syah’ couple.

‘But Jay didn't you promise not to

will touch me until your heart will accept me back to what it used to be.’.

‘Ah is up. Anyhow where would I want to be

receiving used goods used by others’, he replied ketus.

‘What does it mean’, my tone starts to rise.

‘No need to shout, not what I said

it's benar’.

‘Your difficulty is’, I said exasperatedly.

Lost is the natural familiarity that occurs

between us a moment ago. The night grew and I

finally chose to sleep on the sofa while Jay laid his body rough on the

on that kingsize bed.

Sleep in a state of puffing, I said

eyes repeatedly try to remove the discomfort that dominates the feeling, the,

how difficult. Until finally my real mother's face was touched, a smile

I glanced at his lips while falling asleep.