I'm Sorry to Throw You Out

Dreams of Childhood

"Can I get you a mas?" Zoya asks permission to get her rice and side dishes for Rajesh.

"Can."

Rajesh nodded with a thousand tightness in the chest considering that when they were husband and wife, he always balked at all Zoya's cooking.

Now, the woman had to ask her permission first of course because there was a sense of trauma being rejected in her chest. Really, Rajesh feels himself to have been so cruel to Zoya.

"It's mas, I'll cook your favorite food first. Hopefully now also still like ya." said Zoya while holding out a plate containing the side dish.

"Thank you for still remembering my favorite." replied Rajesh receiving the plate again with a million regrets in the chest.

What less did Zoya try on him?

"I'm glad I have one too. So if there is something so sweet like this in front of my eyes, I am not a baper. Is that right, baby?" chirps Delvara who was also being served by Maria.

Maria just smiled back. Delvara's wife is very talkative. But that does not mean he does not like to mingle with this family. It is just his nature.

"So, I'm not starting to." Zoya said as she took her seat.

"Yes your brother. His sister continues to be seduced. It's enough to seduce your sister, let son Rajesh continue." said Karin.

"Ish mama too, nih, a conspiring sister." Zoya said.

"Mmm,,,"

"Mas don't follow!!" not yet Rajesh opened his mouth, Zoya has been sniffing at him.

"Mmm, I, I, just want to say the food's good" Rajesh said.

"Oh,, hehehe, yes mas. Thanks for liking my cooking." Zoya blushed in embarrassment with flowers blooming in her chest.

Not in vain busy struggling in the kitchen alone all day. And being praised by Rajesh for the first time leaves a taste of its own. Zoya's lips auto arched a smile that she couldn't hold back.

"Fortunately at this table there is already a crab menu yes ma." back Delvara voiced.

"Why is Del?" this time Karin did not understand what Delvara meant.

"Yes, if there is no one, we can eat that mama's daughter. Look at her cheeks red as a boiled crab can be complimented by Rajesh." Delvara chuckled let alone look at Zoya who auto glanced sharply and sing her lips.

"Already, let's continue eating first. Cold hunt all later." Karin quits Zoya's seductive show and is obeyed by all.

No one talks while eating. Zoya's cuisine is always champion and delicious to make everything focus on each food. Everything was too busy to stop chewing. Rajesh himself even regrets why he did not realize first he received all Zoya's cooking.

Turns out this particular selezat.

"Mas, why did you choose me?" zoya asks while alone in the park with Rajesh after lunch.

"When I was a kid, I knew you. I remember every time you came home looking for Del, you always took the time to give me flowers. The flowers you pick come from wherever you look at the flowers. And it always makes me happy. That time, too soon for me to assume it was love. But, I don't deny that since I was a child, I had a wish that my husband would be you."

Zoya paused for a moment. He breathed a lot so he could continue the story.

"Then the dark time came. The man kidnapped me and I felt like it was all just darkness. I don't remember what. I forgot who I was. I forgot all my dreams. I feel like I'm just becoming a new person, becoming a Beautiful Princess Wardoyo who was destined to be your wife first."

Zoya stopped again and this time she exhaled a rough breath. Expel tightness and pain in the chest that returns.

"Sorry Beautiful." Rajesh lowered his head and felt the tightness.

"When we were married, I didn't even remember what. At that time I only accepted fate and destiny. I just want to be the best wife for you. Then the breakup happened and I was again given full awareness and memory of who I am. Honestly, the pain of being your wife is still there, honestly, it causes injury and trauma. But as my memory recovers, my childhood dreams continue. I still want you to be my husband. You're the first man I've wanted to be since childhood."

Zoya smiled meaningfully. Making a smile on Rajesh's lips slowly etched. Slowly even laugh small and repeatedly shake the head.

"Is there anything funny? How do you keep smiling? I'll be embarrassed." Zoya seems to be aware of Rajesh's attitude.

"Funny yes, weird yes" replied Rajesh.

"Don't you believe my story?" Zoya is sad that Rajesh laughs at her.

"No. Not at all unbelieving but running out of words. How can we be silent and have the same dream as a child? It's not just you who had a dream to marry me, baby, me too. You can ask your sister the truth. I've always wanted you to be my partner."

Rajesh's turn to tell stories with a passionate gebu and Zoya who enthusiastically listen.

"Unfortunately when the dream has actually been achieved, we do not even recognize each other. Actually I used to feel like I remembered someone every time I saw you since grandpa took you to my family. But that memory is always mine considering that my little angel is gone. I always denied that you were Zoya, my little girl."

Zoya smiled hearing that. Sometimes pain feels scratching but ignored. However, Rajesh is not the same Rajesh who once hurt him.

"When the dream came true, I hurt you. Disappointed you. I was so stupid not to recognize you. I also believed in the passing of my little girl. I, who was present at the funeral, felt very lost. I could never even feel the same way about the other women I like to play with. But when it was reunited even I was in vain. You idiot!! I'm such a fool!!"

Rajesh cursed and cursed at himself. In fact, he also beat his own chest which will always feel tight every time he remembers his behavior to Zoya when they are tied to marriage.

"Mas is already mas. It's all over. We better start the day just now. It's not all your fault. If you knew who I was, you wouldn't be. Let's say, God tests us. God wants to know, Do the two little children keep their pure love?? And I'm happy to know that the little boy's love is still there for me," Zoya said with glassy eyes.

"Still, and there will always be dear. Never fear losing my love again. All is yours and yours."

The two of them looked at each other with glassy eyes and full of love.

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