Chef's Lovely Wife Handsome
thirty-four
"I miss this aroma" Dira sniffed the instant noodles that had just ripened, the distinctive aroma of the spice let alone plus a few pieces of chili, making it so lustful to immediately eat it.
"About what does the Eagle Chef do now huh?" Dira looked at his phone.
"Huft...I this why the hell...then he also often go even longer, but why this time I feel lonely huh?" Dira muttered to himself and combed through the entire room of his apartment. The room was bigger than his old apartment.
"Maybe because this apartment is too big, it must be because of that" Dira convinced herself, then immediately finished her dinner.
After finishing his meal, Dira then headed to the tv room and turned it on.
Today there is a Champions League schedule and his favorite team entered the semi-finals. Of course Dira had to watch it.
While busy watching, suddenly his phone has.
"Halloo?" greet Dira without turning her gaze on the big screen in front of her.
"Wulans?"
The shocked Dira heard a voice from across, then kept the phone away from his ear and saw who called him.
The name of the god is there.
"Don't turn off!".said Dewa across there who seemed to know if Dira was ready to press the red button on the screen of his phone.
And finally Dira undoes his intention "What's wrong?"
God smiled. "you still watch tv?"
"Hm"
"You know? when you called me yesterday, I was happy, because you were finally willing to call me again. But what you do after, it's not what I want"
"You have to organize your life Wak"
"I'm glad you're still calling me that, I assume, it's your affectionate call to me...Wulans"
"Hm?"
"Will you come back to me?"
"Are you drunk?" tanya Dira was still relaxed.
It sounded weird from across the street. "do you care?"
Dira sighed "It's not me, but your brother who cares about you, don't ruin your life, you'll let El down".
" so, now you care more about him?".
"Of course I care about El, did you forget that he's my husband now?!"
It was heard that the God was drinking his drink. "I should be in that position, right?".
" Don't start again God, the past will never come back, now I'm happy, and I hope you're happy too" said Dira then turned off her phone connection.
Dira dropped his back on the back of the sofa, then added volume to his television so as not to feel lonely.
Somewhere...
The god is enjoying his drunken drink in one of the biggest bars in Jakarta.
A woman wearing minimal clothing approached him.
"Hi sir..want I accompany you?" the woman's voice in a flirtatious tone.
The god looked at the woman for a moment, then turned his gaze elsewhere.
The woman who seemed to have gotten the green light because the God did not refuse her, then hurriedly sat down beside the young man.
She is an up-and-coming entertainer woman currently at the bar. He usually only accompanies customers to drink. But for some reason, Lyra who saw the God at this time was as if she was willing to give her body to this man in front of her.
The god, who was drunk, accidentally dropped his head on Lyra's shoulder.
Degs...
Only this time Lyra felt something stinging her body, making her heartbeat race faster.
He raised his hand, then slowly touched the cheek of God.
"Isn't he a man? why have smooth skin like women?" Lyra Mummings.
Lyra flinched when suddenly her hand was grasped tightly by the Deity.
His scarps even more as the God's unsettling eyes looked at him.
"Who asked you to touch me?!" the sarcasm of the Gods then violently struck Lyra's hand.
The god quickly stood up and was about to leave the VIP room, but the girl's voice made her stop her steps.
"My name is Lyra sir, if you need a friend to tell a story, I'm ready to listen" Lyra said with a smile.
God just smiled cynically looking at the comfort woman, then again stepped foot leaving Lyra alone there.
***
Morning is coming, then,
Dira who was outside his apartment building to shop for his monthly needs suddenly stopped his steps because a black car stopped right in front of him.
The door of the car opened, and suddenly Dira widened her eyes when she saw who was inside.
"Master" Sapa Dira was nervous by bowing her face.
"Come in" said the middle-aged man in the car who was none other than Mr. Hermawan.
Dira just complied, and then got into the car.
Nervousness enveloped him, now he sat beside the great master who had been feared.
The car was traveling at medium speed, making Dira wonder where she would be taken.
"Are you happy to be the wife of Erlangga pradygta hermawan?" that was the first sentence spoken by the great master.
Dira's hand shook more and more "Dira replied, yes sir" Dira replied in a trembling tone.
Mr. Hermawan smiled, and his smile was increasingly making Dira shriek. "So, now your nickname is Dira?"
"Yes sir" Dira still bowed her face.
"Where was your courage four years ago, who out loud wanted to challenge me?" Mr. Hermawan looked at the street in front of him. "So, do you feel like you've won now that you're finally getting married to my son? you must be more proud of yourself for not having a second son, even getting the first son of the Hermawan family"
Dira squeezed both hands, as if to find strength to be able to answer the words of master Hermawan "Sorry sir, from the beginning, I do not know if El is the eldest son of the Hermawan family" Dira swallowed his salivary that felt sticky "And anyway, as far as I was concerned, there was no Hermawan name on my husband's name".
" Ha ha..." Hermawan laughed when he heard the reply from Dira. "Do you think just throwing out his last name would make him not of the Hermawan family?. Your mind is too naive a young man" Mr. Hermawan laughed at Dira.
Dira again sighed "Then I apologize, sir, for ruining your plan" Dira stopped short of saying "Plan that does not allow your son to be in contact with poor people like me...even now I'm presumptuous to marry your eldest son" said Dira.
Mr. Hermawan did not make a sound, so the car stopped back where he picked up Dira earlier.The car just circled the road, because the master of Hermawan did not want anyone to see him talking to Dira,so he decided to talk in the car.
"I want you to part with the Eagle" the remark made Dira stop her movement when she was about to open the car door.
"Sorry sir, now I just obey the words of mistress Mary" the closing sentence made Mr. Hermawan did not continue his words.And then Dira out of the luxury car Mr. Hermawan.
"The car is so fancy, but why so uncomfortable?" gerutu Dira after the car drove away.
