
CHAPTER 4
This morning Dayana woke up with a sore body instead of playing, she did not know where the bedroom in the villa belonged to Kevin her impromptu husband. The choice of Dayana sleeps on a sofa whose size is fairly stingy according to Dayana.
“Ah my body
“For doctor”, greet a middle-aged woman guarding the villa who is also a villager.
“Eh yes ma'am sorry I slept here”, said Dayana felt shy, then asked where the toilet, since last night Dayana held no to the bathroom. Kevin's villa was too many hallways and deserted, until the beautiful doctor fell asleep on the sofa.
After changing clothes and fresh, Dayana exits the villa, carrying her large suitcase. He longs for the love of Mother Nayra, and for the tears that shed slightly over her cheeks. Dayana was about to have breakfast at the chicken porridge stall before the clinic, but the sharp glances of the porridge seller and some people who ate, made Dayana undo the intention to fill the stomach.
It's obvious what caused everyone to change to him must have been because of last night. He also hates Kevin, a snot boy who has no manners. “Yes for eating I was not allowed”, Dayana massaged her temple, good thing yesterday before going home she has filled the stomach, so this morning still has energy reserves to face the rigors of the world.
Entering the clinic, there was no welcome or warm smile as usual. Everything changes, the world is different for Dayana. Moreover, some nurses stare cynically and do not like Dayana. Is this the life he should live? What he built collapsed already in one night ah not even less than 1 hour.
“Uhhh comfortable”, said Dayana leaning body on the work chair.
Until noon the rest hours not a single patient came to make him very bored but he was grateful. The sign is that all the villagers are healthy and happy. Dayana chose to leave the room and join the crowd with several nurses but unfortunately they immediately disperse themselves.
“Eh what else is this”, said Dayana.
“Asyik ya last night with young actor”
“Berondas also”
Speak to the two nurses, deliberately passing by and elevating the intonation of the voice. His image is broken in everyone's eyes.
“Kevin I hate you”, Dayana clenches both hands on the side of the body.
His feet stepped out into a simple restaurant to fill the stomach but not to order food, the salesman said the food had run out even though the real plastered still many options and various side dishes.
Dayana also only ate meatballs on the side of the road while holding back her sad and upset cries. Maybe this meatball trader is not a local villager, so he still accepts Dayana to buy a portion of the meat.
“Mother, I miss".
Not to lose the idea of Dayana asking for help from meatballs traders to provide rental information in the next village. Fortunately, good luck is still siding, this afternoon after the practice of Dayana carrying her large suitcase to a new contract. The place is smaller and the rental price is more expensive because it tends to be near the highway.
“Huh, it's okay for Dayana than to have to sleep on the streets, after all I can still afford her rent”. But it is indeed the obstacle faced, away from the location of the clinic where Dayana practices.
On the other hand Kevin who returned to the villa looking for Dayana's whereabouts, was about to pick up some shooting clothes left behind. For a moment Kevin did not calm down where his wife was going, then look for how, even Dayana's mobile number did not have and one more, Kevin forgot the name of his future wife.
“Hah now he messed up my head”, Kevin snapped to himself then he tried to remember the face of Selena his lover to throw out the sound of crying and the sweet face of beautiful Dayana when wearing kebaya.
Kevin decided to go back to the hotel without asking the guard about where the beautiful woman who slept in the villa went. ‘Bodo amat’ that Kevin instilled in his brain and heart.
“Focus Kevin focus, don't think about the women of the village. After all who he dared to trap a man of my class, it was cheap”, Kevin sneered.
The day is getting late and cold, Kevin accompanied by his manager to eat delicious food and warm tea that adds energy tonight. When bringing a tablespoon of food closer to the mouth, Kevin again remembered the figure of Dayana. “Ah shit”, meaning then throw spoon.
“What's bro?”, asked manager Kevin who is a little beautiful also handsome.
“Bro, what happens if there is a scandal in the middle of this culminating career?”, seriously Kevin, he does not want his ideals destroyed already because of marrying a foreign woman.
“Yes you have lost your job and your fans. Especially if it is related to women, you can run out you are left by fans who are mostly women let alone teenagers”, explained the manager in a gemulai style.
“What are you causing Kevin? Watch out if until I hear it and your career dim”, threatening manager and job seeker for Kevin.
“Bro, how do you feel about young marriage?”, Kevin sipping warm tea.
“WHAT? MARRIAGE?”, pekik manager.
“Can not be noisy? His voice disturbs so much”, annoyed Kevin because now both are the center of attention of the crew who is resting.
“Kevin do you really want to marry? Who's the same, Selena? Well Kevin can find another woman, yes, she is not a good woman. Ok now dating his attitude is normal but you should know Kevin she is a naughty woman”, the manager's nagging is very afraid if Kevin ends his career by marrying young, it is very unfortunate.
“Selena is good and I love her”, Kevin who was about to go back to eating food suddenly got a surprise attack from the manager. “Aw hurts, why? It's wrong she's my boyfriend”.
“SALAH”, the gemulai manager was glaring almost both his eyes jumped. “You yes I give advice, do not find a partner from fellow entertainment world. There are many other professions, there are teachers, designers or doctors. Yes really you need a doctor's wife to be able to treat you sickly this”, suddenly that sentence makes Kevin choke on warm tea.
“Uhuuuk uhuuk”, Kevin's face is red, he pats his chest. It was immediately remembered by Dayana's confession that she came that night because she wanted to check on Kevin. “Sial”, umpatnya.
“Aduh Kevin be careful. Now don't think about marriage, make a lot of money. Aunt Marta asked to be sent money again, it's up her monthly allotment”, the manager named Jen gave a warning that Kevin's birth mother had requested a number of funds immediately in the transfer for her social life needs.
“Yes yes, you send it to mama”, Kevin is lazy to argue about his mother. Since Mr. Nugraha died, Kevin became the backbone of the family, for his mother and one sister who were still sitting in High School. Heavy indeed his life, while other colleagues enjoy youth and holidays, Kevin must find a job to and fro.
...TBC...