Tone of Nara
Chapter 46 You? Then me?
Pov Nara's
This morning I woke up refreshed. Yesterday's exhaustion seemed to make me sleep well. I immediately washed my face and performed my morning ritual as usual. The house feels lonely, I'm sure M hasn't woken up yet. Last night when I woke up around 3 to grab a drink, I heard a musical sound signifying him
still awake. Maybe he'll wake up a little later. Let him enjoy his sleep because it is still too early. I immediately brewed a cup of tea that I added a piece of lime and a spoonful of honey. I enjoyed it while looking out enjoying the morning. My concern wandered back to remembering the incident here
when Pradipta and July announced they were getting married. I remember how M became very angry after the announcement and shouted loudly. I was in pain because my husband was going to marry that strange woman, until I was shocked.
“What? Have they dared to announce the light? Ill-mannered. Then how about me July!” his yell. Huh huh? Whahuh? What's with him? If I'm clear, I'm Pradipta's legal wife. While still a girl. Yes though that girl is not a virgin. Besides being surprised, I also really don't like the snaps. My butterflies are sick. I was so angry, my chest was tight and now it was coupled with a loud voice and mockery. Argha! I better get out of here. I immediately left M alone there. I didn't expect I'd even find the sight painful. Unappropriate intimacy is done by
Pradipta and Juli in the car, in front of his house.
I took a deep breath, calming my own heart. I realized that everything that happened had to happen. And it is true, M said, that I must stop blaming my circumstances as Nada, for the mistakes made by Pradipta, ruined my life. I have to start seeing problems with my eyes and not just my heart. Although I still love Pradipta very much, it does not mean that I accept all his treatment and easily forget about it. Forgive maybe, forget of course not.
I returned to tasting my tea. My memory goes from Pradipta to M who has been my hero since that terrible incident. Yes indeed, at first he was the hero I forced. But in the end, M is where I depend until now. That afternoon I really needed M after the destruction of tiku saw their affection. But the man was not at home. He just left a note asking me to study the artist management business. M always advised me to stay smart and smart. According to the great man, beauty alone will not be enough. Women need to be strong, smart and versatile.
"Be a beautiful woman with a sexy brain.” Mahardika said at the time.
A pleasant request, because for me to read and find out something new is always fun. Including my curiosity at the strange relationship between Mahardika and Juli. My instincts tell me they already know each other. A lot of questions are coming up in my head right now. Don't don't let Mahardika be Juli's mistress. Don't let Mahardika take advantage of my situation
to separate Juli from Pradipta in order for her lover to return to her. Who is Mahardika? Where did he get this kind of money without working? Why are so many people accompanying him, but missing and appearing unexpected?
“Who are you M?” I've been mumbling since last night. I remember how M approached me last night, when I was busy with questions about him.
“Mahardika?” I said as I heaved a sigh of relief after realizing who called out to me. Relax my body and horses, then sit on a mat. I had an amused laugh when I saw his vigilance protecting M junior who yesterday was the victim of my shock. I looked back at M while thinking about the various questions that had been constantly spinning in my head.
“I know Nara, I know. I'll explain everything. But first, tell me, where have you been from day to night? Have you had dinner?” said. He saw the desire to know and worry. I don't know why last night I felt like there was a nice swish to see his worry. All that murmur I cover with silliness and my answer to M. I pretended to sulk, because I asked, why even I should tell you first. I try to look into his eyes while sulking. But only then did I realize that sulking was dangerous for my heart. Last night I even felt scared, my heartbeat could be heard by M. Especially when those eyes glittered out something that I didn't know how to mean. Fortunately M immediately solved the oddity of the situation that emerged. He reminds me of the deal I signed in front of him. I have to obey him whatever it is. I finally obeyed and started to tell her what I was doing after leaving her at the gym. M couldn't believe it at first, because he was there looking for me. Hearing this fact, my heart and stomach turned again. My stomach feels heartburn from being happy, hearing him search for me and worrying about me.
I also told him where and what I did and experienced all day yesterday. But instead of being concerned, she smiled and watched me tell her a story of frustration and disgust. Considering what Pradipta and July did in the car, it really made me nauseous. Maybe for M who lived abroad for years it is natural. But not for me who only my husband has touched.
“Then, what happened? What are they doing Nara? Time can make love in the car. Hayo you accidentally see yes,” seductive M. The huft! It's a bitch. He doesn't trust me apparently. So bad, I pinched the arm of a man who had been living almost a year. Last night I tried to say that I was disgusted. I told you that I only knew, July in the lap of the Pradipta goes up and down, jumps up like a man riding a horse. I also said that they kissed, and Pradipta's head was there in July long enough.
As stupid as I am, I know what and how*** is, even though I didn't do it. But I think they're doing*** in the car. Especially after that I saw Pradipta get off the car with his pants open. Not only Pradipta, but Juli's top shirt was also open I was annoyed when M listened to me with a smiley face like disbelief. I try to ignore it. I remember how I felt yesterday between anger, fatigue and disgust. That's why I chose to go home and take a shower shortly after Juli left.
Back I sip my tea to expel the nausea from my disgust and anger. Actually my anger was forgotten because of M's sweet attitude last night. With a heart and gentle heart he asked “You are still angry, jealous, seeing Pradipta and Juli both? Still sick to Nara?"
Am I still angry because I am jealous? Getting angry? Um, not really. Of jealousy? um, doesn't it seem like it? The heartache may be because they are so kind to me. Ah don't know, I'm confused. Even this morning I still did not understand how I felt.
After I pressed, last night M finally told me about his relationship with Juli and my aesthetic surgeon, Agusta. He started by showing a photo that he seemed to have kept in his wallet for a long time.
“This is a picture of me and July when we were the same in elementary school. This is a picture of me, Juli and Agusta. Yes July is Agusta's older sister. This is a picture of me with Juli when I was in college. We were raised together by his father July, until he died. When I was in college, Juli was very close, closer than me and Agusta. Until I was very busy with my college and business, I didn't have much time for July. I'm just making sure
july and Agusta's needs were met, so I had to work hard. I've been looking after them since papa died,” said M.