100 DAYS OF MARRIAGE

Les B

I threw the bag over the low glass table, then dropped on the sofa in front of him.

"Joshuah...." Leaning on the back of the sofa, looked up, straightened the legs I raised onto the glass table. Weary.

Although it was fun because I had started to know some friends in the office, in fact when I got home the fatigue was very pronounced. My back, my shoulders, my legs, all sore and stiff, as well as my head that felt heavy.

"Mom,,, I'm tired." I almost cried, closing my eyes to think of the mother who had severed my shoulder like before, when I got home after work despite the ceaseless mantra kept coming out of my mother's mouth but lovingly she kept massaging me.

"Stop if you can't."

DEG.

I was aghast, opened my eyes wide, pulled my legs back down, and saw Emil coming out of the room and sitting next to me.

"Come," he said flatly, pulling my leg and he lifted it over his thigh and began to massage it. Can I be honest? He massaged very well, very well.

"What are you doing?" I pulled my leg back and stood up. Remember, he was the demon ke.la.min who had lowered me to the bottom of the ground. There is no kindness let alone sincerity in his heart, there is only naf.su, se.lang.kangan, and bed. Moreover, the purpose of touching me, spitting on me if not for all that.

I looked at Emil sharply, an annoyed look, and Emil just looked at me flat.

"Stop working, I don't want you to get sick, it's gonna bother me, and I don't want to get scolding from your family, nor from my family for not being able to take good care of you."

"There's no need to bother thinking about me, even if I get sick, I won't sue you, nor hold you accountable, I can take care of myself, so you don't have to worry." I grabbed the bag on the table and rushed into the room.

'Shelf.'

Things that have been common, I have not come home to find, do not meet kurindu, but when together, always quarrels that occur.

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After taking a shower and replying to some messages, I laid myself down in bed. I let my wet hair rolled up in a towel and also bathrobe that is still attached to my body, I was too tired, lazy to just change clothes, so lying down and closing my eyes became the best choice.

"Tok tok!" the sound of my bedroom door being knocked from outside. What else now? Just closing my eyes, the Bastard man was already bothering me.

'Lunches!'

We faced off, but I turned my eyes away, very reluctant to have to look at the two hazel eyeballs that always captivated me.

"Hem?" my question was just a huddle, hinting at a question, 'What's up?'

"Hem!" the answer moves the head as it passes.

Getting a more ludicrous response made me glare and almost scold him if he did not turn as fast as lightning back to the living room.

I followed in his footsteps, he sat on the sofa and the main door opened. Gofoods. My ordered food has arrived, my God,, so stressed my mind that I forgot my hungry stomach, and just ordered food in the subscription app.

I closed the door again after I received the order and paid some money.

Kulrikik Emil who seems busy playing mobile phone. 'Should I offer him dinner?' No, from when we were so close to dinner together.

I brought my food in and opened it in the kitchen pantry.

"Shhh,, I'm so hungry!" I rubbed my hands cold, either because of the weather, the air conditioning, or because I just finished taking a shower. Both my hands are cold.

I ate my food greedily, two king-size burgers, and a box of mini-pizzas. More than enough to fill my stomach tonight.

While he was busy eating, Emil went to the kitchen, poured water and drank it. Should I offer it?

"What, have you eaten?" many doubt. Oh, my God, I must be crazy asking that.

"Not yet" he answered briefly and then sat down in the chair next to me. Look at the pizza box that is open.

"W-don't you take it if you want,"

And immediately, after hearing my words Emil quickly shifted the pizza box in front of him, then took out a piece and devoured it.

Okay, for the first time after living together for a month more in the same roof shade, we finally had dinner together.

I ignored our closeness and went back to enjoying my other burger.

"Sway Patricia."

"Huk, uhuk."

Emil thrust a glass of water in front of me, I received it and drank it, relieved.

I looked at Emil with a questioning look, but the man was just flat expression devouring the second slice of pizza without even looking at me.

"Why?" I asked indifferently, as if unconcerned by his orders, to go back to biting the burger.

"She's a good woman, I like her, why should I stay away from her for no reason" Emil just silently responded, he stood up after drinking, intending to leave me for granted.

"Is it because she's one of your women's collections?"

Stop, Emil's steps stopped there, not turning around without movement either. I got off the pantry high chair, then walked closer to him.

"really that? Patricia says if she has a child, out of wedlock, because her lover won't marry her, but they're still on good terms, is that the man Patricia means is you?" believe me, even though I seemed ordinary when I asked Emil that, but in fact my heart was beating very fast, and my own heart was in pain, even I was afraid to hear the answer that Emil would give.

Emil looked at me flatly, my God,, he wasn't like the Emil I used to know, Emil is now very much different, he's too flat with no expression, sometimes I feel like I don't know him at all.

"Why silence? Is that true? Patricia is also so forced to eat there, she even blatantly says if OC Restaurant is her favorite place to eat, tell me, Emil. Is Patricia your woman? And his son is your son?"

'Place!'

"Www,,, Emil...."

A story floated freely about my forehead, Emil the culprit. I frowned holding back the pain while rubbing the sore spot.

"How can I be the father of his son if he doesn't even love a man."

"What?"

"He's lesb.i." My eyes are perfect. Is that really what Emil said?

Emil stepped back, reflexively I pulled his hand because I was not satisfied talking and wanted to know more. But what I did was a mistake, because Emil actually pulled my hand strong until my body hit his body and Emil's hand was perfectly circular. The towel that rolled my hair down made my slightly wavy long hair break free.

Well, Emil hugged me, and I was in his arms.

My heart rate was pounding, there was a strange beat that I knew very well that this was a cin.ta vibration, and,, naf.su.

"Emil,,," since I got married I've been yelling too much, it's been yelling his name. I pushed Emil's chest so hard that I could escape.

"He's after you, stay away from him. You have a bad history with the effects of the drug pe.rang.sang, I don't want him to give it to you," said Emil makes me more confused and curious.

"What do you mean?"

Emil pulled me, into my room. We continued walking to the balcony of my favorite place when we were alone. See the view of Paris at night which is still crowded with people and vehicles passing by.

"Emil, explain. I wouldn't be mad if she was your lover, and even if her child was your child, but don't accuse her of being a no-no, pity Patricia, especially her child," Lies, how could I possibly be okay? There must be something I feel so badly broken.

"The boy never existed,"

"Huh?"

"The kid he was talking about, it wasn't there, he was just making up stories to launch the action, Sexyola was his ex."

"What's? I can't believe, Sexyola's a normal woman, how could she be Patricia's ex?"

"Sexyola's a kind of omnivore, she's an all-eater."

"What's? I still can't believe, Patricia even likes to come to OC Restaurant, why would she come there if not to meet you?"

"You're wrong, Patricia came to OC Restaurant to meet Sexyola, not me, 35% of OC Restaurant's shares belonged to the Sexyola family, and Sexyola worked there as a manager. Patricia coming there must have a plan, whether it's to lure Sexyola into jealousy, or she has a plan for you,"

I was glued to my feet, very surprised by all the explanations Emil said.

"I didn't know you had lunch there with Patricia if it wasn't Sexyola telling me she called me when she saw you coming with Patricia."

I was still speechless, too shocked by the fact that was pretty crazy in my opinion.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Sexyola, we used to be schoolmates, besides Sexyola, Patricia also has other girlfriends, because Sexyola doesn't just focus on her, but instead of chasing Zio, and, and," Emil paused. I stared into hazel's eyes, reassuring him that I was ready to listen.

"And play with me" said Emil slowly.

I swear to God, even though I know that fact, my heart still feels stabbed. Immediately I cut off our linked eyes, then stepped into the room. Don't let Emil see my eyes start to glaze over.

"Go, I want to rest!" I said in a voice that might sound vibrating, and I hate this, being weak from love.

"I just want you to be okay, Nami. I won't let anyone touch your body even if it's a fellow woman,"

Pyar,,,, uh,,,,

Can you hear the terrible noise in my heart?

Emil stepped towards the door, and before he actually came out, he stopped. But nothing happened or he said, even for a good night, the door was then closed tightly eliminating his body from view. Emil just left. I don't care about my tears.

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