100 DAYS OF MARRIAGE
The coming of Aretha, Mr. CEO and Carol
"Aretha,,, Zio,," cried Emil who was surprised by their sudden arrival.
"Hi uncle Emil!" sahut Aretha's.
I ran towards the main door. Approaching them.
"Iiihh,,, brother Emil, there I am also here, why is welcome only Brother Aretha same brother Zio, ih,,, nyebelin." Carol slammed in pushing Emil's body into me and he almost collided.
"Aahh,,," I cried.
"Sir Namira,,," I could only look back and be shocked when Carol grabbed me for a hug, I saw Aretha and Mr. CEO enters the house.
"Hi, aunty. How are you?" aretha shouted towards me. And Mr. The CEO followed from behind.
"H-ha hi,,," I forced my smile to grow, actually I felt very happy Aretha came, but I guess, this is not the right time.
Carol took off her embrace on my body, then I hugged Aretha who had already grabbed me first, Tita was in Mr.'s arms. CEO.
"Hi, honey,,," I took over Tita from Mr. CEO after my hug with Aretha was off.
My titi, a little baby growing more beautiful and funny, rambled in my arms as if she was calling for her happiness to meet me after so many full moon resisted longing.
"Well,,, Tita seems to be very happy to meet Aunty Nami, forgetting Aunty Carol,,," Carol teases Tita by walking her cheeks repeatedly.
"How are you?" ask Mr. CEO Emil, the brothers hugged each other.
"Namira, are you okay?" aretha asked who stole everyone's attention.
"Huh?" i'm appalled. I just realized my bad looks.
Hair collapsed because I did not comb it, swollen eyes accompanied by panda circumference, a puffy face due to crying for too long, and my hoarse voice. Also I'm sure my body must be smelly right now.
"Yes, sister looks,,, bad. Is brother sick?" ask Carol who seems worried about me.
"Huh,,, Ti-ti no, A-a I'm fine," I glanced at Emil who was also looking at me with a difficult gaze. I don't know how she felt seeing me like this, but she looked at me deeply.
"Ah,,, you guys have just come, must be tired, sit down first, let me make you a drink," I asked them to sit down, and my movements were very strange, I could feel it from the way Aretha looked at me.
"No need, I can make it myself. You,, you, go take a shower, I think you need to clean yourself up." Aretha said, in her gaze a question mark, also a pity.
"He em, A-a I'll be back in a minute." I gave Tita to Aretha, then quickly entered the room leaving them in the living room.
***
After cleaning myself, I polished my face with bold make up look, trying to disguise the bad face I did not take care of. Wear the best suit so they see me beautiful and think I'm okay.
As I walked out of the room, I heard those who spoke corner Emil, my steps halted to hear what they were talking about before deciding to join.
"Are you that poor? Until you can't afford to hire an assistant?" said Mr. The CEO on Emil who sounds more like a sister's nagging to her sister.
"Know, brother Emil, his wife's time was told anything by herself? Until the iron pile is up like this," Okay, I know what they're thinking.
"You're Emil's bad husband, a pretty girl like Namira looks worse than an assistant when you're in your hands" Mr. The CEO was still scolding Emil, and Emil just kept quiet and did not respond at all.
I decided to approach them, joining in for the brother sister's commotion to stop.
"I'm glad you guys came, it's a nice surprise" I said as I developed a smile.
Aretha was ironing my shirt, and she just kept quiet, I know, she was thinking something.
"Hahahaha,, sorry, I was a slacker, I used to hate doing homework, I couldn't change for the better." I said with a stiff smile in front of those sitting on the sofa, Mr. The CEO and Carol looked at me with pity, while Emil just stared straight ahead with a flat expression without even glancing at me.
Suddenly Aretha hugged me, I who gasped almost dropped the hot iron from my hand, Aretha hugged me tightly, very tightly, and she cried.
"Hey, why are you crying?" I was confused, trying to dilute the atmosphere seemed not my forte.
Carol and Mr. The CEO approached, Carol took the ironing out of my hand for him to put it on the table, then turned it off. Although Mr. The CEO grabbed Aretha's body to get into her arms.
Aretha hugged her husband as if asking for protection, and very gently Mr. The CEO stroked Aretha's back and hair. Their sincere love is great.
Well, can I be jealous? I want to be loved like that too.
I almost cried but I held back, took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly reducing the tightness in the chest.
"I'm sorry my sister, she can't take good care of your sister" said Mr. The CEO sounded sorry.
"So Namira take it easy, I will complain Emil's brother to grandma and Daddy, let him get angry later, let his wife get tired of working to take care of the household." babbling Carol hugged my body spoiled, I smiled, there was joy in my heart to receive so much love from outsiders, even though I did not get the slightest bit of love from my husband. The man I love.
"Oh,, come on,, you guys misunderstood me, Emil didn't treat me bad, he was so nice," Emil looked up at me as I started talking trying to once again melt the atmosphere.
"We used the services of an assistant once a week, I asked him so," I pulled Carol to sit on the floor carpet, Tita was playing by herself there, she said, the smart baby seems to start learning to stand holding on to the sofa or Emil's legs sitting on the sofa.
I walked up to Tita Money standing on Emil's knees, smelled her cute face a few times, then turned to Aretha and Mr. The CEO is still standing behind me.
"I'm unemployed, you know, last night I just busied myself with lying down, watching my favorite Korean movie, and I cried because the movie was draining tears, you know Aretha? I'm so lazy to take a shower, so, what you saw was not what it looks like, everything's fine, me,,,, happy to be with Emil." I gave myself a hand, holding Emil's hand, looking at him expectantly for our play to continue while in front of them. Play as a happy couple.
I don't want Aretha to think that no-no, she would be sad to see me suffer.
"Certainly that?"carol's eyes narrowed, as if confirming what I just said was the truth.
"Certainly sweet sister, of course," I pinched her sharp nose while standing up, took off the hand Emil had held, and we laughed, at least Carol laughed and I smiled happily.
***
Here we are, in Emil's car driving at a speed that is heading towards O'clan's mansion in Paris.
Emil was driving, and I was sitting next to him, it was time we started to play. While Aretha, Mr. The CEO and Carol got in another car and drove off first.
"We all came to Paris to commemorate the day Grandfather died, which will be held in the great Paris mansion, your phone numbers are both out of touch, so we asked Grandma to pick you up at your apartment." Carol said when we were in the apartment.
"Grandmother also said that we should all gather for a few days in the main house, to honor grandfather and to make grandfather feel happy because his grandchildren have lived happily together, he said, so Brother Namira, you guys bring a change of clothes," as Carol explains, we'll be staying for a few days in the mansion, and it makes me feel, I don't know.
My relationship with Emil is very bad at the moment, but we are forced to look romantic in front of people, and what makes me very nervous is, we are going to sleep in one room. My God, I can't imagine every night having to be with Emil, whether it's a fight like what's going to happen between us, I just hope, the family did not know the bad of our relationship.
"Emil," I told myself to start talking. There was no response from him, but I didn't care, I had to warn him about our agreement.
"A-a I hope, we can perform well in front of the family, you remember,,," I paused. Because Emil spoke up.
"You take it easy, don't worry, I'm not as good as you are at the show, but I'm sure they'll believe in seeing us as a happy couple" replied Emil who slipped a big allusion to me, if I do not remember our current goal to go to the big house and will stay there for a few days, maybe Emil's sentence was effective enough to provoke a commotion between us.
I let out a rough sigh, trying to ignore my heartache over Emil's words, choosing to look out the car window and look away, while Emil just stared straight ahead.
"You're even very good at acting crying, Nami. You deserve the award as the best actress." Emil's lips were accompanied by a cynical smile that made me clench my hands holding in anger.
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