The Untold Story
Impliedly
- B's PoV--
*Jakarta: 2003, Next Night*
It was midnight. I saw the light of the street lamp so bright as to accompany the moon shining alone, lonely. The moon who seemed to lose her smile and was pouting her face.
At the same time, I heard the old wind growl. I don't know what he fussed about at the time. To be sure, as the voices were heard, I also found hundreds of withered leaves from the branches of the Mahogany tree that stood firmly in the middle of the garden flying towards me.
Uh! Perhaps this time the intangible was a show of strength, while stealing the attention of the lonely night goddess to smile again.
However, it seems that their efforts have not succeeded. The moon continued to dissolve in her own feelings. No matter how much light accompanied him, no matter how much attraction was plastered before him.
At a certain point, I realized too. The goddess of the night, she alone created loneliness for herself. Yes, he is the creator.
Just like I created a void in my heart. I never let anyone fill it. It is I who make my heart become desolate, for before he had only one master, to that master he would continue to serve, and without that master he would lose his soul.
"Haaaaahhh......" I nodded to the universe.
It looks like tonight will be longer than usual. But maybe it's better that way. For when morning has come, all these feelings will be..... Memories.
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*Jakarta: 2003, The Next Morning*
As Aditya said a few days ago, today Mama Rita, my mother-in-law will come visit us. Before his arrival, since morning I watched Vina busy coordinating several people to juggle my room, so that it shows as if Aditya and I had been occupying the room together.
Aditya's things are arranged next to mine. Be it in the bathroom, on the dresser, and even in the wardrobe, everything is filled with our belongings. My perfume and Aditya perfume did not forget to be sprayed on various sides of the room so as to give the impression that we did a lot of activities together in the room.
I must admit, Vina is really professional in doing her job. Every detail he thought planned, mature, perfect, and without gaps.
Everything Vina did convinced me, that there should be nothing that could make Mama Rita suspicious. Yeah, there shouldn't be!
Chequek.....
"Are you ready?" I saw Aditya had just entered 'our room' in a bit of a hurry. The man even threw away a suit, tie, and belt that had been attached to his body.
"Have-it!" I said nervous. Especially after I saw the man was unbuttoning the shirt he was wearing one by one.
Hey, is he aware of his actions? Don't tell me he'll take it all off in front of me!
Suddenly my cheeks were hot. Maybe now the color has turned a dead red. I turned my face in a hurry.
"Why B?" Aditya frowned seeing the change in my expression and then walked over.
"You sick?" The man touched his palm on my forehead before I patted it because I felt fine. I shook my head to respond as well.
With a slight hesitation I tried to see his appearance from the edge of my eyes. The man only took off his shirt. He was still sane enough not to take off his shirt and pants.
"You picked the right dress" the man chanted suddenly as he looked at my appearance up close.
"Mama will definitely admire your appearance" he added.
The man then several times stole the opportunity, glanced at me with the corner of his eyes, and raised a slight line of his lips. If I wasn't observant, I wouldn't realize he was smiling right now.
"What makes him smile?" I murmured in my heart.
But... For this time, maybe I should agree with the opinion that came out of Aditya's lips. This dress does look so compatible with my body shape.
I wore a mini dress along the knee, soft yellow with a slightly low chest cut. Two spaghetti straps on the arms managed to expose my shoulders, beautified with the model of the bottom of the dress that follows the shape of the hip curve to create the impression of s*ksi when I wear.
A star-studded diamond necklace was even embedded so that it adds elegance and earrings that match the necklace did not miss decorating my ears. A look that is actually quite simple but still slips the impression of sexy and expensive.
"Vina chose it for me. She's also the one who dresses...." I haven't finished speaking yet, Aditya cut my words.
"But... I don't like it when your hair is tied up." The man suddenly pulled the rope that held my hair together and made it break perfectly.
"You! What are you...." I was of course surprised.
Isn't that too spontaneous and presumptuous? Anyway, I'm not dressing up for her. Why do I capture the impression as if I have to follow his taste?
"Sorry! What pain?" Aditya seemed to have just realized his somewhat overdue actions. Fuck up! It seems like he's always late to use his brain.
"Try seeing! Look prettier, B!" Right now his hand is touching my hair and tidying it up.
"Please fix your hair a little more! I need to shower soon. In half an hour, my mom will be here soon!" Not even I replied, he spoke again.
Aditya may be able to read my mimic that looks not like the action earlier, so he immediately gave an explanation so that I am not offended. I just realized something. It turned out that the man was quite sensitive in reading the movements of my body.
"Yes..." I answered briefly while singing my lips involuntarily.
After hearing my response, Aditya looked back at me briefly and smiled knotfully. This time his smile was clearer.
"Has he gone mad? Smile at yourself since..." I went back to muttering in my heart.
The man disappeared behind the bathroom door. I immediately rearranged my hair.
"Huh...." I sighed lightly. That pervert devil, maybe it's time he got a new nickname. The Authoritarian Lord!
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Tin.. Tin..
I heard a car horn in front of our lobby. I'm sure that it was the sound of the car horn driving Mama Rita. Because, not long after the car stopped, a middle-aged Javanese woman appeared to come out from inside and smiled warmly at us.
"Bella!" I heard Mama Rita say my name with her beloved calling.
"Mama..." I used my best smile to respond to her greeting.
Of course the smile I gave Mama Rita was a sincere smile. I always appreciate parents.
"Ma...." Now it was Aditya's turn to say hello to his mother.
"Mama misses you." Aditya also welcomed his mother's embrace.
"Tumben badung kid is already at home at this hour. Ever since she got married, she always comes home early, baby?" Mama Rita asked me.
"Well!! Uh... I-yes Ma..." I answered with a stammer. To be honest I was a bit hesitant to lie but because I had promised Aditya, so I had to perfect our play. I hope your mom doesn't realize it.
"Of course, marriage can change all our habits. His father Adit used to be like that too. Ever since I married Mama, she's always wanted to go home fast." While talking lightly, we walked through the hallway after hallway inside the mansion.
Mama Rita is a chatty mom. With his distinctive Javanese accent, he continued to talk and break the atmosphere of this usually silent mansion.
At this time we were even in the dining room. A variety of delicious food menus with an alluring aroma have been served to welcome my mother-in-law.A complete dinner menu set, ranging from a variety of processed poultry, seafood, and meat is available on the table.
Of course Aditya prepared all this through his confidants. Everything that the Madam was supposed to have prepared had been taken over because she knew that the Madam would not take the initiative to do so.
Throughout the dinner, we continued to tell him about anything, until the dinner, which was usually completed within fifteen minutes, was finished within sixty minutes. Long enough and torturing me quite honestly, because Mama Rita kept asking about our relationship, even to the point of unnecessary things and taboo.
Sure enough, Mama even asked how I felt on the first night. Am I in pain, crying, and unable to walk afterwards?
I really look like a fool. I've never been touched by anyone, how can I describe what it's like?
Oh my God, it's a good thing Aditya can divert those questions. He was like a charmer who could control the attitude of his mother. If not, I don't know what to say?
Drrr... Drrr...
I saw Aditya's phone vibrating on the table. The man then asked permission to pick up his phone for a moment and leave the room.
Not long after that, he returned and apologized because of the sudden affair he had to go to the office immediately. My mom and I nodded in understanding. Before leaving he kissed my mother's cheek to say goodbye and.....
Cup...
He kissed my forehead long enough to say, "Darling, this is really sudden. Ii'm sorry. I promise I'll be home soon."
I nodded again. I couldn't return her words because I was still shocked by the kiss.
"Theatricality, B! Theatricality..." I can only speak it in my heart to strengthen myself.
Aditya then rushed away. Mama Rita and I were still staring at her back until she was completely out of reach for us.
"Adity..... My son is naughty but very loving." Mama Rita re-opened the conversation that had paused.
"Mama actually hardly believed it when she agreed to your matchmaking." The old pair of eyes looked teary.
"Ma....." I clasped Mama Rita's hand carefully.
"It's pretty hard to convince Aditya to get married, Bella. There were so many girls from good families, whom my mother had introduced to her, but none of them could make the bad boy change his mind, except you." Now Mama Rita is smiling at me.
"Is that so hard, Mom?" Mama Rita then nodded her head.
I honestly don't know what to answer. Because in fact, the man seemed to want to prey on me from the beginning of our encounter. I even thought he was a cassanova man who was always surrounded by women.
Ah, maybe Mama Rita was fooled. Aditya must have played in the back without his mother's knowledge.
"Now, Mama knows why she chose you" the woman continued.
"I-i. W-why?" My face must be very strange now. Without Aditya, I'm really dead flea. Oh Lord, quickly send the man home.....
"You're hard to conquer...." Mama Rita touched my shoulder and rubbed it gently.
"Even to this moment. Aye right?" Mama Rita continued her words that had paused. This time he spoke while looking at me calmly and warmly as if his question was a normal question.
Die me! Die me! What do I have to answer?? My God, that pervert devil, why he goes away at times like these.
"Ma... I-i....." My heart is beating fast. Did I make a mistake so that my mother could read the strangeness of my attitude?
You are a fool, B!!!
"Bella's... No need to worry! Mama is not angry. Mom can understand everything. You certainly need to adapt because you just know your son. It's okay, son!" Mama Rita looked at me softly as if she wanted to convince me that she was not disappointed in me.
Unable to stand the gentle demeanor of my mother-in-law, my eyes immediately glazed over. I feel guilty now.
"Sorry, Ma..... I-i...." My crying started to sound. I know I can't lie anymore and look for excuses.
"Hey... It's okay, baby! Everything takes time. I'm sure you'll love your son with all your heart." Mama Rita said soothingly while clutching my body.
I choose silence. Any late? Aditya and I had even planned to part ways in a moment. Once Indra is found, our marriage will be over.
"M-mama can... Feeling my attitude? Excuse me... I... make mama... become careless..." My words huffled because of the sobs that accompanied it.
"Mama is not a psychic who can know how you feel dear...." Mama Rita rubbed the top of her head and stroked my broken hair before continuing her words again.
"Your eyes imply everything. That's why mama knows you haven't received Aditya completely." Mama Rita explained to me slowly.
"My eyes?" I frowned. Is it true that eye-light can reveal everything?
"Yes, son!" I felt Mama Rita's head nod back to affirm her answer.
"You look at Aditya differently than the way he looks at you...." Mama Rita paused her words again.
Huh huh? What does this mother mean? L'm.... Not understand. Mama can't possibly want to say that Aditya loves me right?
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