The Noodle In Love
46. Son..

Greeting pitcher on my back porch, I remember whose voice I heard. The voice that had become the sexiest intonation in the world to me. I really don't expect to be heard by me.

"Wa'alaikumsalam!" Rushqi was the one who threw a reply from the man behind me. Me and Keke just looked at each other.

"Sorry, may I come at an inappropriate time?" ask the man with a stick.

"Oh, No, mas. Let's please. We just happened to be having dinner together. Would you like to order food from the cafeteria?" rushqi asked kindly to the man, who was not the Son, my former heart.

"Not necessary, my mother. I happen to have eaten." My ears held up to hear their conversation.

"What do you want to see the Linga?" ask Rushqi while looking at me. Perhaps Rushqi wondered why I did not welcome the Son.

"Yes, mas. I would like to meet with Lingga, "welcome the Son to Rushqi.

"Why do you want to meet me?!" ask me after quickly standing up and turning around.

The son looked at me fixedly and without a smile on his face. His eyes seemed to be swallowing me roundly into his stomach. The man was running out of words to talk to me.

"Why do you want to meet??" ask me again fiercely. Seeing this man, it felt like it was again this heartache.

"I want to talk to you about something important, Lingga," said the Son sounding calm.

"Don't you say you're dead?!" ask me on point rough. My heart hurts so much.

"I'm sorry Lingga. That's why I want to talk. Finish your meal first. After that, come with me for a moment. We need to speak" said the Son in his old style. Like managing.

"I don't want to. There's nothing more to talk about. At that time you asked me to assume you were dead. Don't you think I'm dead too?" I'm cynical about the Son.

"You better finish your food, Ling." The son looked at the table behind me.

"I will spend it, without you telling me," I said as I turned around and sat down.

"Please continue eating it. Sorry, if it bothers you," said the son. I heard her dragging a chair and carrying it to the end of the terrace away from us.

"Why is your attitude like that to your future husband??"

Kudongak. Rushqi had just asked me with both eyebrows linked. Keke glared at me and Rushqi.

"Who said she was Lingga's future husband?? They've broken up. They are nobody else" Keke interrupted softly.

Rushqi glanced at Keke at a glance, then turned back to look at me sharply. My chest is pounding, preparing to hear the possibility of the reading to me.

"What does Keke say is true, Linga? The son is nobody to you? Since when?" asked Rushqi in a row in a pressure-filled voice.

"So it's been a while?" rushqi asked with her eyes still sharp on me.

"Yes" I said short without looking at Rushqi's face. Puffed with the sharp look of his eyes.

I have the Son who keeps looking at me while sitting quietly. Suddenly I wanted to talk to my son. I eat quickly. Wondering what the reason for the Son to come back for me. What that guy wants to talk to me about.

"Hurry up and eat, Ling? Are you going out with the Son?" keke asked to interrupt my eating.

"Yes, Ke. I wonder what the Son's true purpose is" I said as I continued to eat.

"Is the Son still special to you?" rushqi asked me suddenly.

"Why?" I went back to Rushqi.

"If it's not special, you'll talk here" Rushqi said in a flat tone.

"I agree, Ling. You guys are nothing anymore. Just talk here if the Son wants. I can defend you if I feel the need" said Keke who may still feel the pain when remembering my slump at the time.

"All right, Ke," I said after I considered it for a moment. Considering Keke was a wound healer and encouragement at that time, Keke also understood all the reasons. I don't think it matters if Keke gets involved with me and the Son.

In a moment, the rice in our lunchbox was gone. I think what Rushqi said was true. This is a delicious Yanti Bu cuisine.

Rushqi looked at me who had just gulped water from the bottled glass. Keke also just put his drinking glass on the table. The three of us looked at each other for a moment.

"Call the Son to come here?" ask Rushqi. I nodded quickly too.

"Mas Son! We're done eating, and don't mind if you join us!" rushqi exclaimed at the Son at the end of the terrace.

The son quickly stood up and approached me.

"Excuse me.. Come with me out for a while, Ling," The little stooped son looked at my face.

"Do you want to talk to me? I just want to talk to you here. Just sit together here," I said firmly to the Son.

"It's our personal problem, Ling. Come on for a second." The son persuaded me with a slight bow.

"We no longer have any personal problems. Let's just have a chat here" I said flatly to the Son.

The son sighed while straightening the body and neck. Then took another seat that Rushqi had withdrawn for him. The son will sit right next to me.

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