The Noodle In Love
52. Whatwantu?

The heaviness in my head from the sudden awakening by Yanti maam just now, was gone just because I heard Rushqi's name. Especially after I washed and then patched with claps of powder several times.

Not so wear lips cream, reluctant if later mashed bu Yanti. He was quite observant to detect the difference in my lips even with a transparent color though. Especially it's night. I'd be ashamed of Rushqi.

"Assalamu'alaikum" I said awkwardly as I opened the kitchen door. Rush Qi looked at me.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" Rushqi and Ms. Yanti said. But the figure of Bu Yanti does not appear who may be in the sink.

This kitchen door is connected to my bedroom terrace. The person at the dining table could see straight towards this door. And vice versa.

"You haven't eaten yet?" rushqi asked as he looked warmly at me. I was pulling the chair right in front of him, my position from long ago.

"Not yet, Mr. Rush,"

Ah, the leg of this heart. The face I thought would look angry at me, because I felt I was lying, was kind to me. Rushqi looked at me with a bright aura.

"But you're asleep?" rushqi asked as he took a drink in the glass.

"Yes, it's so fucking sleepy."

I also took a glass with apple cider. Ms. Yanti had prepared specially for me earlier. It could be that Miss Yanti misses me too. The woman was washing utensils in the sink. Not in the big laundry yard outside the kitchen, because it's night.

"Do you know what time it is?" rushqi asked after putting down the glass.

"Eleven less?" I answered with doubt. I think it's that hour.

"Now there's less." Rushqi had bowed to the contents on his plate. I also quickly took to fill in my plate.

"No doubt you know, Ling, if you are a dorm with a future wife mas Rus. Even one room. How do you happen to be, huh,,?" said Ms. Yanti who suddenly stood beside us.

"Mom Yanti already knows?" I respond while eating.

"Know, Ling. The Rus said. Continue not to give the idea of sending food to you, also for prospective wives. If I cook anything, Rush mas kayak not doyan if eating alone. He if eating alone is not much, at least five spoons."

Bu Yanti complained as she looked at Rushqi and her plate. He talked about Rushqi like his own son. The man in the language just seemed to not hear anything.

"And Mr. Rushqi has just sent his future wife to Nagoya. Didn't you eat on the street?" I don't know who I am. I looked at Ms. Yanti and glanced at Rushqi.

"Hunger again, Linga. I'm a man" Rushqi said unexpectedly. His face briefly lifted up to talk to me then lowered his head.

"Weleeh, Iha kemrin that does not like to eat, right not that guy? Breakfast was rare, eating after work was also a little, that's also sometimes." Ma'am Yanti complained again.

"I've brought you to Lingga dormitory, mbok," Rushqi said, looking up.

"Come on, Rus. What matters now is eating again. Already there is a Lingga that accompanies eating at home."

Mom Yanti was impressed to give up. No longer wanting to argue with the young master. Maybe it felt like it would be useless. Bu Yanti shifted away and out of the kitchen at the door. Will definitely come again after we finish eating to clean up.

"Ling, how come you didn't want me to pick you up?" ask Rushqi.

"Why are you afraid of me?" rushqi asked as urgently.

"Not reluctant, but reluctant. I don't want to trouble you," I explained.

"I have no problem, Lingga," Rushqi said. His voice seemed to be really speaking.

"I'm not happy with Keke. Don't be too much kind to me" I told Rushqi. I hid this face on my plate. Didn't want Rushqi to read my eyes that pointed to my true heart.

"You can't regulate and forbid what I want, Lingga," Rushqi said in a deep and quiet voice. I still dare not lift my face. Suddenly I felt a very bad feeling. The absence of Yanti ma'am, made the atmosphere I think tense and my chest increasingly bubbling.

"Especially it turns out that you are not with the Son," continued Rushqi who still did not want me to look at.

"You've made Keke like you You've made it, you're not going to hurt Keke, are you? Don't play it," I asked with a heart full of thump. My heart was a little scratched with my own words. However, I was also curious as to what he would answer to me.

"Me and Keke haven't had any ties. It was just a discourse from two parent parties and it just so happened that we agreed. That could end with the disapproval of one of us. Keke has to be independent, he has to change for himself. Not because of anyone else" Rushqi said calmly and without hesitation.

What Rushqi said.. Does that mean he's gonna call off the match? Does she still want to marry me? Is he going to say it again?

"Didn't you feel guilty for playing?" I asked, slowly raising my face to look into her eyes. Wanted to know the man's seriousness with his answer.

"You think I'm a bad guy or some kind of robot? Of course I feel guilty. I'm sorry for Keke. I don't mean to play him either" Rushqi said calmly.

"Then, what do you want now?" ask again. Feeling dissatisfied with Rushqi's half-assed answer.

"There's something I really want right now. You want to know?" ask Rushqi who was successful with her meal.

"What?" I'm just impatient.

"Meet me in this loft. Can you, Ling?" rushqi asked looking into my eyes.

"I don't want to see you in the attic anymore" I said softly.

"Why? You scared?" rushqi asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's very vulnerable in the attic" I said clumsyly to Rushqi. I think he understands what I mean. Rushqi had smiled broadly at me.

"Yes, just keep that tanyamu. No need to know first what I really want" Rushqi said, leaning back against the chair.

"Take your meal, just rest. It's night, Ling," Rushqi asserted, continuing to watch my meal.

I was silent, not even nodding. Actually curious as to what Rushqi would say about wanting it. She's gonna come back and say she wants to marry me.. If you're so curious like this, so want to see you in the attic again tonight with him.

But Rushqi didn't force me this time either. The boy almost never forced his will on me. The truth is I hope the compulsion. Whatever..

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