The Wedding Maze
WM-31|DAY MINUS ELEVEN-20|
Far from perfect. Perhaps that is what comes to Snow's mind when he realizes Winter hasn't confessed her feelings since they got married. But the thing that he could feel was different from it all, Winter changed a little from the way he spoke and behaved - there was a little softness and attention there. A little caving in though not everything Winter could take for granted.
Tonight, at the dinner table there is ready-to-eat food ordered by Winter about thirty minutes ago. As Anne said, Winter forbade Snow from cooking or doing things that were too hectic and burdensome. Winter also ordered foods that contain lots of nutrients—not and Merta bought food that can be eaten—agar content that is likely being rewarded a life that can grow well.
“Eat the vegetables as well, so you do not lemes.” Winter's word amini by Snow. The woman ate a variety of vegetables in the soup. The sound of the clanking of spoons clashing with plates becomes a crucial part that witnesses their warm togetherness tonight.
“Lusa, I have to review the project out of town. Do you want to invite someone to stay here? Justdoit. Consider it a bonus from me.” haughty Winter confident. Snow could see hearing that sentence. Snow even thought that Winter wanted to get compliments from him.
“Alright, I'll take mom overnight here.”
“Whose mother?”
“Mertua.”
For some reason, there's a red hue creeping down Winter's cheeks. He had never felt this happy and sad before. From tonight, Winter will do his best to keep Snow and not make him burdened, both physically and psychologically.
“I'll tell mama.” he said, took the phone he put on the right arm, then dialed his mother's number.
The tone of the connections sounded faint, Snow could hear even though it was only shrill. Then, a soft voice greeted across. “Halo, mom. Is mom empty this week?” ask Winter while scooping rice from a plate with a size large enough and devouring it.
“Why?”
Winter glanced at Snow, then spoke back. “I have to go out of town for a few days. Snow needs a friend. Are you ready to spend the night at our house?”
Our house, huh? All right, this is pretty fun.
Snow who tried to remain silent expressionlessly, now smiled with a hue on both cheeks. Is he recognized, now? It is considered part of Winter's life.
The next day, Winter's mother comes in early in the morning, before Winter leaves. They had breakfast together, then drove Winter to the door and his luxury car disappeared from view.
There was a sense of unwillingness in Snow's mind when Winter left. Prejudice and bad preconceptions always greet her memory of Winter's relationship with the secretary who is none other than the role of Winter's lover.
“Sed daydreaming what dear?” madam Hellen asked when she found Snow staring blankly at the tomato juice in front of her.
“No, mom. Snow was just thinking of something ”
“Winter told mama to forbid you to think and do hard work.”
Snow smiled. Winter was so enthusiastic when Anne's doctor said there was a possibility of a fetus in Snow's womb.
“Mama right there is no activity whatsoever? Snow was so bad when sister Winter called mom yesterday. Though Snow did not want to bother mama.”
Hellen was busy, but he never minded if one of his children asked for free time to get together.
“No. Mama will always have time for you. Mama doesn't want to miss anything from mama's kids, including you.”
Hellen rubbed Snow's back lovingly. “Sama-sama darling. Oh yes, Fallen also wants to visit kisini later, after returning from campus.”
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Winter chose daylight flight hours, so that when he arrived at his destination, he could rest first to eliminate the jet lag he always suffered after getting off the plane. He will look like a dazed person and is often carried away by emotions if he is experiencing it.
But today he looks like he has a lot of energy. Instead of getting tired, she wanted to do a Video Call with her mom. Ah, errata, Snow. But all must be willing to let go when Amora came and sat beside him, stroking his chest that was still wearing the same shirt that he had been wearing this afternoon.
“I want to go eat out.”
Winter is not so pushy, he prefers busy replying messages with the mother to make Amora growled herself. He glanced at the contact number Winter was calling. Mamma.
“Tumben, what important business until you have to reply messages as serious as that with your mama?”
Not answering, Winter was silent while busy struggling with his cell phone. Offended, Amora got up, reached into the phone from the pocket of the blazer and pressed an app planted in the phone.
Record.
Then put her phone back, this time on the couch where she and Winter were.
“Honey,” call Amora seduce, while sitting on Winter's lap, then kissed several times the lips of a man she loves who may now be trying to turn away.
“Eumm,” Winter muttered which then hissed because the center of his body was deliberately toyed with by Amora.
“Do you love me? Answer clearly and I don't want you to make me wait for the uncertain.”
“Yes. Ilove you. Sscs... Amora...” replied Winter a little hissing.
“Then can I ask for one thing?”
Winter just nodded silently.
“Can you leave that woman to me?” []
...To be continued....
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