12 FORMER
PART 19 HESITATES BUT WANTS TO
“Sya…. Reply story.” His hand had already tickled my waist, making me laugh out of his pangs.
“Already, already. You are finished!” I said spoiled, holding both arms.
“I why?”
“I'm so sad.”
Chuckles hissing, pinching the tip of my nose squash, “That's the sign you like me.”
“Actually I'm afraid, afraid you refuse.”
“Cooking yes anyway,” my lips scoffed.
Fint nodded gloomily, but then smiled as he hugged me again. “I'm glad you received.”
“Who said. I didn't say anything.”
Fint stared then said, “True. Don't want to be with me, I'm looking for another one can be.”
I know he's just kidding, I pinched his waist fat. He groaned in pain with both arms still holding me.
The sun began to appear among the fog that was beginning to fade. The cold air of the mountains slowly warmed as Fint's body crept. I still remember the memories with him that time until this moment.
I stared at the holographic phone screen with my picture on it in the model magazine a year ago. Breathe out, again and again. Dilemma, between the desire to hear his voice or not. But I don't want to involve Fint any further in my problems, let me alone endure all this.
I decided to put the phone on the nightstand near the bed without intending to touch it back. Closing these two eyes even though the mind is drifting in an uncertain direction. Kuelus dear stomach that is ready to wait to bulge, the little one is full because Firda gave me healthy food with many portions.
Not long drowsiness attacked, my eyes were closed tightly leaving the quiet sound of the night.
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“Ma, home next door already so. What's the guy like?” I asked while scooping my mom's soup.
Mama served my favorite mango pudding on the table with a glass of warm tea.
Shaking your head slowly, “Mm, Mama also does not understand. Sometimes the car is parked out front. The man, never left the house. Uh, but Miss Dina said yesterday, I've seen someone come out of the house. He said, ‘people are high in white, handsome like, only wear sunglasses the same mask, so do not look’,” replied mama downing half a glass of water.
Sometimes I just listen to my mom's story.
“Dek, how is your application preparation, is there anything that is still lacking?” ask Mama to switch the conversation.
“Already Ma, the show is Saturday tomorrow. Later Fint want to come here, bring kebaya clothes have Mama Papa,” obviously I'm short.
Mama stood up from her seat, walked over, gave me a brief kiss on the end of my head.
“Adek is sure?” mom suddenly asked.
I looked up at his young looking old face. Nodding quietly and answering, “Yakin, Ma. Fint is good,” my answer is too short.
I rub my stomach, I don't want Mama to worry, my mind is monologuing.
“Yes already, if you are sure. Mama agrees. Mama just don't want you to be sad like first.”
“Neither, Ma. Whoa! Adek later not at home with Mama.” I patted Mama's arm, trying to calm her heart's anxiety.
“Ya. Mama is just a message, do not easily say the word separate, because 3 times said separate you have to really separate. Understand and understand each other, throw all selfish. Living a household heresy is easy, essentially a communication."
"Mom said kayak in the ads," I smiled amusedly.
“Mama says gini is also for Mama's most beautiful child. Hope your marriage goes well." A happy smile comes from your lips.
“Amins. Thank you, Ma,”, I said while hugging the warm back that began to be vulnerable by age.
Even 14 days since Fint insisted to immediately ask me.
Every way he did to get me to agree to marry him, from coming to sending food home. What kept me from thinking, I got a delivery: a giant red rose to the set.
Huf! Who else if not Fint.
I gave in to my determination when a week ago Fint was in severe pain.
That afternoon finished shooting, in the waiting room. I was eating the bean tart cake Firda brought for me, only it was so cute: it was a teddy bear.
Forcibly pulled the spoon from his hand. “Stop!” pekiku angry. “You're crazy. Wait up! What's Firda?” thought guessed.
Fint was still chewing on the tart, swallowing it deep in his throat.
I immediately forcefully pulled her face, cupping her with my trembling hands. “Dump Fint! Spew. I said spit,” my jolt was hysterical. Next I hit his chest pissed.
He held my hand and stared hard. “Marry me. Please,” his voice sounded raucous.
My tears shed sadly as it slowly appeared red spots (rash) on her arms.
“Fint, your hand. You're this,” I said patting his arm irritated.
Fint pulled me into his arms, then said, “I'm glad you're worried,” without me knowing, a bitter smile fell from his lips.
“Do not do it again. Stupid!” my tease is upset, squeezing her hair in a frenzy.
“Sya, yes.” Quickly taking off the embrace, his gaze circled around looking for something. Snatching a plastic bag next to the cake box and…. “Huwekk.”
Seeing her vomit made my stomach feel nauseous, but I still managed to hold it back.
“Nih, drink.” I thrust a bottle of water at him, rubbing his lips and dripping sweat on his temples with wet wipes.
Fint rested his weak head on my shoulder. My instinct told me that he was unwell, sure enough, I knew right away when this palm touched his forehead. The body is hot, of course, Fint allergic to peanuts, every meal made from peanuts all over the skin of his body will immediately hit red bumps, vomiting and diarrhea, which must be fever.
“We go to the hospital yuk!” i'm anxious.
“Not necessary. Accompany me to go home,” her door with a weak voice between her irregular breaths.
“But, Fint. Your body is hot.”
“I want you to take care,” the door is too selfish, no matter what his physical condition is now.
Kuhela short breath. “OK, I'll drive home.”
He helped her up and watched her walk out of the room. Luckily, at the door we passed 3 men were walking. I politely asked them for their help to get Fint into the car.
Arriving at Fint's house, I scolded Firda all-out on the phone. How not! Without thinking about the fatal risk that would occur, he helped Fint (make him eat foods smelling of peanuts).
Almost 3 days I took care of Fint at his house, he was so spoiled, just like he used to be. The bad news was that we kissed a few times and it was then that I unknowingly said I agreed to marry her.
A circular arm on both shoulders—short warm from behind— brief kiss landed smoothly on my right temple.
“Obrolin what dear?” ask Fint who appeared suddenly, a few seconds after Mama went to the bathroom.
I looked back. “Not there, Mama just asked how to prepare?”
“Mmm, I thought what obrolin?”
“The power to bring?”
“There is in the car.” His index finger moved in a direction.
Spontane was surprised when Fint without cue, suddenly turned my chair asking, “You comment what?” a serious look on his face.
His eyes looked at me.
“**You are still in doubt?”
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*Still doubt Nesya with Fint's proposal? Wait continuation.
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