Delanie (Not a Wives Bet)

Delanie (Not a Wives Bet)
Everything New



After spending a long time in the city of London, I finally went straight to the city of St. Lves, a city that is also quite famous for its tourist icon.


" It's like the house I expected and it's in line with the picture they gave me"


In spirit I pulled the suitcase while half-running towards the house that would become my residence.


It's not so spacious but I'm quite happy because the house looks comfortable to live in.


I opened the door by pressing the password number that the homeowner had given me and so opened my smile wider.


I opened all the white sprays that intentionally covered all the furniture in my new house, this is to prevent dust sticking in terms of making me easy to clean.


" All is still clean, it's not in vain I asked for the services of a house cleaner a week ago,"


I then went into the room that would be my favorite place, the room that only measures 4 by 4 meters is enough to make me feel comfortable


It's a lot different to my room but I feel more comfortable here, away from the pressure and intimidation of the people around me.


I opened the curtains to get the lighting into the room, I breathed fresh air in my throat.


" The new thing is about to start and I'll be ready for it"


 


I woke up in a hurry, my first day for dance class is about to start this morning. Just a piece of bread and cold water I rushed to run to catch the bus that passed the school class pullu.


My breath was wheezing as I ran towards the drag class, I didn't want to be late on this first day let alone in a new environment with people I didn't know at all.


As I expected, I was late on my first day and I could see the dislike of Mrs Winnie as my teacher


" We are late Miss Delanie (in English)" said Mrs Winnie with a dislike look


" I'm sorry "i said as I looked at the dancers who were ready with their clothes on, luckily the lesson still hasn't started


" Hurry up or else it'll be like this at the next meeting"


I lowered my head as I walked towards the locker, I looked at the young girls who were smiling at me.


I don't know if it's a smile of hospitality or a smile of ridicule because I'm already late on the first day.


Before beginning Mrs Winnie's training provides a little guidance on discipline and quality of life, it must be because I am late so she must affirm that Discipline is the key to success.


The dance class started, Mrs Winnie told me to pay attention first so I could understand the rhythm before I started.


Actually the movement is not too difficult, even I have mastered it since I was in Indonesia.


I mingled with them and danced with them, my movements were not at all inferior so that it made Mrs Winnie quite satisfied to see me.


" Thank you" I said


" But it's just the beginning, we'll learn the real thing tomorrow"


Finally the lesson of the day was finished well and as a newcomer I started doing introductions with the other dancers.


It turned out that they were quite friendly even they praised me because I belonged to a pretty good dancer category.


I felt happy and relieved, actually I was so nervous because I felt a little worried about my first dance class.


It resulted in me not falling asleep until 2 am and I was late on the first day.


I also went home and wanted to have lunch soon, today's training was actually not too draining for me but because I only had breakfast with a piece of bread made me hungry faster.


I put my bag on the sofa just like that, I then headed towards the kitchen while thinking about which dishes I would eat


" If there was Bi Jida" I muttered unknowingly, only a few days apart from her did I miss that woman.


" Eat the egg just drop"


I then took out 2 eggs and started a fire. Between fear and nervousness I began to break the eggs and put them in hot oil.


" Serrrrrr"


Quite surprised I heard the sound of the oil hissing loudly, I was surprised because I was not used to doing it.


" This is the result if only tau eat only" I mean to myself


I remembered the advice of Bi Jida who always wanted me to learn to cook from her.


" Be a real lady Miss Delanie, you'll have a hard time getting married later"


" I'm not getting married Bi, I'm still in my 20s anyway, there's no way I'm getting married anytime soon"


The words of a few years ago re-echoed in my ears until I smelled the smell of the charred pans in front of me.


" Oh my God, I can burn" I said, turning off the stove


" I won't eat this" I said with a limp shoulder.


" Eat outside only"


I then chose to eat at a diner that was too far from my home complex, although the menu was not too included in my dictionary I had to accept it.


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