Housewife-forced

Flashbacks

Ivan doesn't know what to react to when his mom says he's going to be at home with Aya. He only gave a makeshift response when in front of his mother. But as soon as the room arrived, Ivan immediately jumped up in excitement. He's going to be at home with Aya. The girl he's always liked.

Ivan has loved Aya for a long time. Maybe before Aya liked it, Ivan already liked the girl a lot. Since they're still SD maybe. Ivan even forgot the details of when he started liking Aya.

The day they came to the house, Ivan could not hide his happy feelings when Aya arrived. He tried to stay ordinary, but he couldn't. So he tried to smile awkwardly at Aya who unfortunately looked more like a sneer.

At breakfast together for the first time, Ivan was really confused as to what to behave like. He never had breakfast, so he missed it. But Bi Ning forced her and ended up with her being forced to have breakfast. In fact, being close to Aya was really not good for her heart.

"Why is Lo still here? Not home? You are looking for your nyokap, I do not bear ye," said Arial when he saw Ivan still sitting on the porch of his house.

"No, I'm moving house" replied Ivan, exhaling cigarette smoke.

"Moved? Where's Anjir, how come you don't tell me anything?"

"Hmm, nyokap tell me to be independent. There's an idle house in the XXX complex, so he told me to stay there."

"alone?"

"No, same old boy nyokap, my neighbor also first. And one of them is Aya."

"WEH, ANJIR. LO'S HOUSE IS SAMA AYA?" yell Arial. He clearly knew who Aya was.

"Hmm yes," muttered Ivan.

"Yes, why are you still here Anjir?"

"No idea."

Ask to be santet, the mind of an Arial.

"Bone sono, it's really bad I see you here," Arial kicked out.

Ivan looked at Arial with a glaring gaze. Makes Arial shudder in horror at seeing it.

"I'm so good at home, dog." Ivan actually laid himself on the carpet on the terrace.

"It's right you."

......................

Ivan just dared to go home at half-eight in the night. He had just arrived at the porch of the house when he heard the sound he had memorized so much.

"Where is he, anyway? What time is it? I don't think I'm worried about what?"

Ivan could not help his smile when he heard Aya's whining. He shut himself up to open the door. Waiting just in case Aya would say something again.

"Ishh, Ivan tuh, forgot that he lived here what, anyway? I'm worried, anjir. Kangen too, hikss..."

Ivan refrained from shouting now. Anxious with the sound of Aya's whining. He opened the door and could now see Aya's sullen face that looked very cute.

"Al!" shout Aya.

"What?" replied Alea lazily.

"Where's ivan? I'm worried, you know" whined Aya slowly while pursing her lips.

Ivan was still standing in the doorway smoking his cigarette. Trying to be ordinary. Although Aya's pursed lips really look tempting to him.

"Tuh, she," pointed Alea at Ivan.

The next days passed the same. Ivan always comes home late to see how Aya reacts. And always every day, Ivan would see Aya sitting in the living room when he came home. Either that alone or with Alea. Ivan was also desperate to remain indifferent to Aya for that long.

That day was Saturday, Ivan had actually been up since this morning. But considering she was only the two at home with Aya, she became hesitant to come out. His initial intention, he would be inside the room at least until Akbar or Alea came home. But suddenly he felt hungry and inevitably he had to go out.

Just now Ivan opened the door, his eyes accidentally looked at Aya who also just came out of the room. Silent for a moment at that. Ivan could have been very bodo by pretending not to see Aya as usual. But Aya's appearance this morning made her unable to turn away.

Ivan only regained his senses from his daydream as Aya ran away past him. Make him realize his main purpose out of the room. A few moments later he came downstairs.

Ivan stood at the end of the stairs and saw Aya who was busy in the kitchen. He's still worried. Should he start talking to Aya? After all this time he just kept quiet and never dared to start a conversation.

"Lo cook?" Ivan cursed in his heart. He never dared to start a conversation with Aya and the first word he said was precisely such a useless question.

Ivan scrunched his forehead when Aya never answered him. What the hell doesn't matter that's the question?

"Yes?" call again.

"Yes?"

Ivan raised his eyebrows. Somehow Aya's flat tone made her a little annoyed. He had tried to start a conversation with Aya but the girl responded flatly.

"Lo cook? If so, I made it all together" said Ivan at last.

Ivan sees Aya who just nods then gets back busy with her work. He was still busy watching Aya's body from behind. The oversize t-shirt, half-thigh shorts, and the original shaved hair really made Aya look different this morning. And that's not very good for Ivan.

"Oh yeah, can you change your clothes first? I'm afraid you're wearing those cake shorts."

Not uncomfortable, I long lust lo so, continued Ivan in the heart.

....................

"Lo still likes me?" ivan asked as he and Aya were eating together.

He didn't know why he was asking that. He didn't know that Aya liked him too. She even expressed her feelings for him 3 months ago. She was only curious because the last few days actually she had heard Aya and Alea mention Arvi's name often.

"Jawab, anyway," said Ivan when Aya did not answer his question.

Plis replies that you still like me, Ivan's mind is hopeful.

But Aya was still silent. The girl did not even look at Ivan at all. Ivan doesn't know what else to say for Aya to talk to him.

"Gue doesn't like you, you know, right?"

I don't know which demon possessed him until he said the word. He was eager to scream that it was all a lie and his wits alone. But his words seemed to stall in the throat. Especially when he saw the face of Aya who seemed to want to cry. Ivan really hurt to see it.

Dumb, Ivan's inner.

Aya chuckled softly, "Yes, I know. I don't like you either."

You can't move on from me Ivan shouted in his heart.

But if Aya had already said that, what else would she have to do? All he could do was pretend to be happy to hear Aya's words. He chose to hurt Aya even more.

"Well, if you don't like me, you know what to do, right?"

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