The Noodle In Love
49. Rushqi For You

I was sitting in front of the room makeup mirror to comb my hair. The door opened and Keke came up from outside. Keke approached me in the back after tightly closing the room door.

"Your husband-to-be is home, Ke?" I asked Keke who was standing behind me.

"Already, almost together with your ex, Ling," Keke said as he snatched the comb from my hand.

I let Keke behave, he really likes to comb my hair. From before I knew her feelings for me, or after I knew her true heart for me.

Although Keke knows abnormalities and may have made me as a fantasy material secretly, but I also love Keke.

I still let her hug me or kiss me once in a while. Also her favorite combing my hair. As long as he doesn't try to harass the rest of my body. I don't want Keke getting hurt back like I did. However, I did not forget how the pain of heartbreak was.

"Ling, do you have any thoughts of pitying the Son?" asked Keke while combing me slowly. I looked at the beautiful face that was still veiled in the mirror. Keke also looked at me in the mirror at a glance, then back into my hair.

"You know for yourself, Ke. Actually, I like it not. Of course there is pity. But in return, I really don't want to, Ke," I explained as I looked at Keke's face in the mirror. Keke also straightened his eyes again looking at me.

"You promise, don't turn back the Son, Ling. My heart still remembers your crack at the time," Keke said seriously by continuing to comb through me. I'm nodding.

"Yes, Ke. No, but if I'm a soul mate, what son?" I ask you to want to know the response.

"Did, ngarep??" keke's response quickly glared at me and flicked my head. I also felt overwhelmed by his response.

"Ih, no, I don't care. It's just that a soul mate is not expected," I said pretending to quibble. Keke looked annoyed at me.

"I'm against that same old mate of you, Ling. Even if possible, I'll give you the best man" Keke said.

"Where have you a man,,ha,ha.. Boyfriend you never were, Ke!" I laughed at his words.

Keke stopped combing my hair. His hands hitchhiked on both of my shoulders. Those two beautiful eyeballs on that pretty face looked deeply at me.

"You think I don't have a man? That is true. But don't forget, I have a future husband. I would give Rushqi to you, Lingga. If you were fooling each other," said Keke who without a doubt is very surprising my ears and chest.

"Look!! What are you talking about?!" I got it and I put Keke on top of me. Keke did not look down at me, but took my head back straight to the mirror, the pretty face looked at me there.

"I speak earnestly, Lingga," said Keke, his hand moving to comb my hair for a moment.

"Yes, Ke. But something like this, why are you talking so recklessly??!" ask me with the rest of my shock.

"You really like Rushqi, don't you?!" my insistence on Keke. Suddenly my heart felt that Keke was desperate.

"I don't think, I think, Rushqi will be able to accept my flaws and dishonesty. He was a man of strong idealism, Ling. He won't be able to accept me for who I am, I'm already very dirty. There would be no tolerance for me if I knew I was lying. I'd better tell you frankly."

"I'd have been breastfed if Rushqi had really rejected me and annulled this match. As long as you replace me, Linga. I'd only be willing if Rushqi were to marry you. I am sincere, as long as you do not return to the Son. If you accept the Son back, it's a shame" Keke said, holding onto my shoulders. My heart feels sad and like it was flushed by Keke's good intentions to me.

"No, Ke! You should marry Rushqi. Only Rushqi can awaken your heart. I promise I will not be with the Son again. So, you should stay married to Rushqi, Ke?!" I said hard to Keke.

"Listen, Lingga. This hasn't worked out for me yet. Being left behind by a husband is more painful and embarrassing than being left behind by a prospective husband. Rushqi is too clean for me, I am not worthy of him. Only you are worthy of Rushqi, Ling," Keke said sternly as he looked at my face in the mirror.

"Keke, I'm even more inappropriate for Rushqi. I'm just a nomad, my origins are very unclear. I'm just a newcomer to Batam!" I'm tough on Keke. The girl's head shook her head in the mirror.

"Lingga, you have a family card, a katepe, an ijasah, also an account book. Not clear how? I also know, your parents have even been Hajj for quite a long time, Ling. Don't pretend to be the urban you're having trouble with. You came here only because of your ex-boyfriend, "Ke said a little harshly to me. I just kept quiet, what he said was true. Keke knows about me.

"After all, you're too perfect. Even just by looking at your hair like this, any man must be kneeling at your feet. That's your husband later, Ling. Who can see you without a veil. Honestly, at that time I was interested in you because I secretly often looked at your hair," Keke said as he began combing my hair back.

Ah, Keke must not have expected Rushqi to have caught me without a veil on my head. If it's true what Keke said about me, has Rushqi actually knelt down on me? That night Rushqi was indeed able to rest in front of my knees. Huo.. That's not what Keke meant to me, but....

I looked Keke in the mirror, his eyes still staring at me there. Guilt has invaded my heart. I think I accidentally betrayed Keke. The girl who was so sincere and so good half died to me.

Keke's feelings for me haven't changed. Only with different levels. Maybe you used to love me with lust, now love me more than just a friend.

But suddenly there was doubt in my heart. Has Keke changed completely? Was Keke born repentant? Is it really that he feels tormented by the changes he has promised me?

But Rushqi once boasted that he would straighten Keke's heart easily. Which I think Rushqi has already managed to do.

Keke, how sorry you are. What good should I do for you?

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