Tone of Nara
Chapter 50. Good Morning Nara
It feels like my stomach has started bloating with morning tea. I'd better get moving to prepare breakfast while waiting for M to wake up. Enough to remember what happened last night that made me smile like a madman this morning. I tried to remind myself not to fall in love receiving M's sweet treatment. However, I am still a wife who is obliged to guard my heart and honor, even though my husband is evil and has forgotten me. I can't get swept away and do stupidity. After the tone of’s Project is complete, I have to leave here immediately. I'm going back to the mansion that my mother-in-law lives in. I'm gonna take Mom and Sandra to a big house. Ah, yes, Mom and Sandra. I miss them so much. How are they doing? I really want to meet them in Bandung, unfortunately the situation has not been possible. For Nada’s Project's sake, I haven't been able to blatantly visit them. Sometimes I see my mother from afar, accompanied by M. That's all I can do right now.
Rather than a lot of mindless daydreaming, I decided to make a basket of corn and fried rice for breakfast with M. Right after I finished my cooking, I heard the sound of an object falling from M's room. I immediately went to the door and knocked on it, waking up the one with the room.
“M, you're not awake yet? We're going to the gym today?” I was waiting for an answer from Balikp
doorway. I put my ear to the door to find answers.
“Yes I've woken Nara,” said M from behind the door. I heard the sound of steps being dragged closer towards me waiting behind her door. Before long the door of the room opened making me a little leaning on the door almost awkward if not held back by Mahardika's sturdy hands. We were both stunned for a moment with both hands still propping up my back. Wait up! Don't you think I fell in M's arms,
we looked at him, and he kissed me, like in novels or soap operas. Nah! It's not like that. Don't think strangely of imagining all that.
My heart
start acting like last night. His sturdy hands on my back drained the comfort I had from Pradipta when I used to piggyback on me. Yes, I remember that time. Very pleasant and soothing. My cheeks are back to heat up. I'm sure my face is like a crab by now, unaware of my current state. I don't want her to misunderstand me and think of me as a cheap woman. Having a husband still enjoys the comfort of other men's hands. I immediately stood up straight to avoid M's hand. I tried to calm my heart and smile. M welcomes my smile. Face reddened. Oh, maybe because of waking up, M's face flushed like that.
“Good morning Nara. Wait a minute,” he said to me with a clumsy smile. I tried to return her smile with as much natural as possible, so that M would not notice the change in my expression and my heartbeat. This is not the first time I've woken M. Usually M will open the door, smile at me and go back in the room to take a shower. Why would I know? Because this is what I always do. Entering the bathroom, I will go into his room to tidy up the room and prepare his clothes. But this time, as I was making my bed I found a picture of the Mahardika family I saw last night in her hand. The photos just lay on the pillow. Maybe last night M returned to remember his family to sleep.
I heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. I was stunned to stare at the sexy body of Mahardika who was only wearing shorts. His broad, well-built brownish shoulders were still a little wet from the water dripping from the hair that was being dried. His sturdy stomach and shape without fat makes me have to hold my breath because I do not know how to control the bang in my heart. All dazzling and make something in this chest act. Argha! Realize Nara, you married woman! It is inappropriate to look at another man's body, even if it is plastered to be enjoyed. I immediately controlled myself before M realized I was staring while swallowing saliva, her sexy body. I pretended to be serious about looking at the photo I found on his pillow. My eyes focused on the photo of M with his family that I had just found in
cushions.
“You look so close and love each other,” I said covered my nervousness. He nodded while glaring. Maybe he remembered his family.
he said with a glaring look. His hands were still busy with his towels and wet hair. Suddenly he was a little jolted as if realizing something. M took the clothes I had prepared and ate them. It was with a strange sound from his stomach. Maybe he was starving because he stayed up last night without eating anything.
“It looks like we're talking over breakfast yuk Nara. I'm hungry,” he said. I smile in agreement with M's proposal. I put the pictures I found on the nightstand. I saw her coming out of the room while tidying her hair with my fingers. I took the dirty clothes and took them out of M's room.
“I've made you fried rice and bakwan corn. I also made your favorite spinach banana juice. Eat first, I put this first in the laundry room,” I said while showing dirty clothes in the hand. M nodded while sitting leisurely at the dining table. But instead of immediately starting to eat, M instead opened the smartphone, began to work with his gadget. As long as I wash, M drowns with her work.
His face was very serious and handsome. I like to look at M's face when it's serious like
these.
“Hai, it will hurt if you forget breakfast. Smiling at a smartphone can make you
full ya?” I asked M. For some reason, M seemed very surprised to hear my voice when greeting M .I see M's fried rice is still untouched. I immediately took my portion of fried rice plate. I glanced sharply at the device in M's hand. It seems M understands my mind. He put down my gawa and started scooping the contents
my plate. I can't wait to hear the story about him and Juli.
“So, are you her brother July or her lover?” tanyaku liberates the taste of kepo with a mouth full of rice. His eyes are glaring at me. He watched every detail as the police looked at the criminals he hunted. His sight was enough to make me uncomfortable.
“Nara, eat it a little, your stomach will hurt. After all when his mouth is full, do not talk,” he said reminded. I can only shamefully grin the words M. His face turned red.