Wedding Last night
Alena's Suspicion

The Part 64

Zafran stared intensely at Kayesa's face, then sat her butt next to Kayesa. Kayesa's body temperature became hot cold, when Zafran's shoulder pressed into her body.

"That's it...Wear clothes there," said Kayesa uncomfortable, she was worried, if Zafran heard his breathing mrmrush. Kayesa pushed Zafran's shoulder away from her.

"You've been pushing me hard, you don't have a fever anymore." Zafran caught Kayesa's hand still trying to push her shoulder and then blocked the hand, until Kayesa stopped her movement.

Kayesa was silent, when Zafran touched her forehead with the back of her hand. Zafran felt Kayesa's body temperature was not as warm as before, Kayesa's body temperature was normal again. That means the medicine that Kayesa took, has been in action.

"Is the wound on your leg still hurting?" Ask Zafran. Kayesa just nodded small.

"It still hurts" asked Zafran again.

Kayesa just shook her head, Zafran sat back to his starting position, then released his clasped hands, grabbed the tiny body, and held it tightly.

The fresh aroma of Zafran's body is still moist, making Kayesa forget, if it is in the arms of the man she tried to avoid. This time with her eyes closed Kayesa enjoyed the fragrant smell of the man's body. Kayesa leaned against the chest of that field.

Seeing Kayesa just silent, Zafran smiled happily, rarely Kayesa so, usually must be in revolt. Zafran raised his hand, boldly stroking Kayesa's head. Somehow Zafran also enjoyed the warmth of Kayesa's body in his arms.

"Hay! Do you want to sleep in my arms" said Zafran, pinching Kayesa's nose gently. He teased Kayesa to cover up her nervousness.

Spontaneously Kayesa was aghast, she was aware of a feeling of comfort that she was not supposed to enjoy. Kayesa opened her eyes, distanced her head and pushed Zafran's body as hard as she could, until Zafran's embrace unraveled and moved away from some of the jengkal.

"Go to the streets yuk," Zafran asked, switching the conversation, he could not bear to see Kayesa's face reddened by her teasing, making Kayesa misbehave.

"But I..." Kayesa did not continue her words.

"If it is not strong, I will carry it" said Zafran again.

For a moment Kayesa thought, the wound on her knee still hurts. But if it's just walking around without carrying a burden, it seems like he's still strong. Perhaps by looking at the atmosphere outside, dizziness and weakness can disappear.

"Where? Wanna?" Ask Zafran expectantly. Kaseya just nodded.

"I haven't had a shower yet."

"Go there, I wait," said Zafran.

Kayesa got out of bed, she stepped up, her body was still slightly rocking, the pain in the knees was still felt as well. But not as sick and tired as before. While Kayesa walks into the bathroom, Zafran moves from her seat, opens the travelbag, picks up a grey t-shirt and black shorts.

"Sa! I'm waiting for you in the loby huh" Zafran shouted after finishing wearing his shirt. Zafra directed her mouth at the bathroom door, so that her voice could be heard and pierced through the rush of the shower in the bathroom.

"Yes" answered Kayesa, as loud as Zafran's voice.

A fifth of a minute later, Kayesa finished her bath, then out of the bathroom, she looked fresher than before. Kayesa picked up two stel clothes that are still left in the travelbag, Kayesa grabbed the gray channel dres black line.

After drying her body and hair, Kayesa put on the gray dres, her clothes perfectly matched on Kayesa's body. From the reflection of the mirror, Kayesa looked slimmer, then Kayesa pegged the powder onto her face and incised a little lipstick on her lips.

"Sa! Are you ready?" Zafran's voice came from behind the door.

"Yes!"kayesa answered, sitting on the edge of the bed and applying the wound medicine to his fatigue.

The sound of the door being opened, half Zafran's face appeared. Upon seeing Kayesa treating her wound, Zafran approached and took over wrapping the gauze and covered it with a bandage.

"The medicine was taken" Zafran said, reaching for the medicine and putting it in Kayesa's handbag.

Zafran and Kayesa walked out of the room in unison, down the hotel corridor to the parking lot. In the parking lot Budi was on standby, once he saw Zafran and Kayesa, Budi opened the car door and let the two enter.

"Mr and madam are very compact. Couplean clothes," said Budi while putting the gas pedal and sliding off the hotel towards the beach kuta.

Kayesa and Zafran looked at each other, they both did not realize, if wearing clothes of the same color.

*****

In another room.

Alena awoke from her long slumber as sunlight poked out from the vent gap. Alena wondered why she was in a different room.

Alena recalled the incident last night, after she ate the skull of a super spicy goat. Stomach mules and pain, within five minutes he went back and forth to the washroom balek, until he was given medicine by Tatia. After that he was unconscious and fell asleep until morning.

"Mrs is awake?" Tatia asked who came in to deliver breakfast.

"Said Mr. Zafran, breakfast eat and spend," Tatia said as if she had a message from Zafran. Though not at all.

"Where's my husband? And why am I here? This isn't my room." Alena stared intently at Tatia.

"Mistress's husband is home" replied Tatia, putting down a tray of fried rice, a glass of juice and water.

"And who moved the madam to this room. Well... Mr. Zafran because he can't take care of the lady. She asked me to look after the madam until she recovered and this room was next to mine" Tatia said casually.

"If the madam wants to recover immediately and leave this room. Breakfast is eaten," Tatia said again.

"Silent. This time the food is safe from laxatives and sleeping pills" Tatia chuckled.

"So you...!" Alena threw a pillow towards Tatia. Tatia dodged while chuckling.

"Is there anything the lady needs again, before I get out?"

"Please get me my phone" Alena said, asking Tatia to pick up her phone lying on the dresser.

Tatia grabbed Alena's phone last night she had, for her she had a friend who was a tech expert, so she could easily hack Alena's phone and this morning, he said, Tatia who sent whatsapp messages to Zafran from Alena's phone, then Tatia turned off Alena's phone and put it on the dressing table, where Alena was exiled.

"It's Madam" Tatia said, handing it over to Alena.

"Hay! How did my phone die? This must have been you?"

"Yee... Where do I know, maybe a lowbet battery," Tatia said leaving Alena, she lazily argued with the woman.

While grumbling indistinctly, Alena turned on her phone. As soon as the phone is on, a few notifications of whatsapp messages come in. Alena checked one by one the message.

(You go home first to Jakarta, brother still has business) incoming message from Zafran.

"Ah... He chose to be busy with his business, rather than looking after me," Alena's inner being upset, as she rattled the phone screen looking for Zafran's contact number and dialed him. Active but not lifted.

For a moment Alena stared at the screen of her phone, hoping Zafran called her back. However, waiting for him to twenty minutes, there was no sign of incoming calls.

It should have been last night, the most beautiful night, after the night the bride was delayed because Zafran was out of the country and in fact last night, even Alena had stomach pain and diarrhea. The night was delayed a second time.

"It's all because of that woman named Tatia. It's like he set me up on purpose, or that woman....." Alena recalled at dinner last night. Zafran and the woman looked very close.

"If Zafran had no relationship with the woman, why would he have asked her to accompany him to dinner last night."

Alena placed the phone on the bed, with Alena's disheveled face limping towards the bedroom door.

Alena's hand reached the handle and opened the room door, walking down the hotel corridor to the reception desk. Some of the people who saw Alena's appearance tangled in masai, whispering.

"There's something we can help you with. Mrs?" Ask one of the receptionists.

"I want to see Miss Tatia. Tell him," said Alena, crashing at the reception desk, until the receptionist was shocked.

"What dream did I have last night. Early in the morning visited by a half-sane person, "the inner receptionist, looked towards Alena's face.

"Miss Tatia to Surabaya. It!"

"Surabaya? Just now from my room."

"It's only been ten minutes down from here" the receptionist said.

"Who is he going to Surabaya with?"

"With Master... Nira! Miss Tatia went to Surabaya with whom?" The receptionist shouted while at one of the office girls who was cleaning the desk in the lobby.

"Mr Zafran," Nira said without looking at her interlocutor.

"Zafran!" Alena muttered in surprise, until her forehead wrinkled.

"I guessed it," he murmured again

Hearing the receptionist's explanation, Alena turned her body to walk back to her room.

"I have to catch up with him before it's too late.