I'm the Princess of an Actor

Chapter 20: Feeling the Middle of a Dream

"Alright, then we'll go home."

Adam almost pulled my hand, as Huda said.

"Eh why hurry, it's still noon. What if we eat ice cream? Don't you like Khansa's ice cream?. Where we used to eat ice cream was still open until now, we're just there?."

"That-that's..." I glanced at Mas Adam, feeling that the man was uncomfortable with Huda's offer.

"We're in a hurry, so sorry we have to go."

Adam pulled my left hand back, as Huda pulled my right. I could see that Mas Adam was looking at her intently, making Huda let go of my hand.

"Khansa, may I have your mobile number. We're going to one campus, so maybe in the future you need to call me." Huda reached into his pants pocket and then thrust his phone.

"You may be different majors, so that's not necessary at all." said Mas Adam.

"What are you Khansa's majors in?" asked Huda.

"I ... Good manners."

"Good, we're in the same department because I'm also in the best of ways." Huda smiled sumringah.

"really?."

"Yes. Now where's your phone number?."

Adam didn't talk, making me think it was okay to give Huda my number. But after that, Mas Adam actually stepped away from me.

Is he angry?.

..........

"Mas angry?." I asked when the bike Mas Adam was driving just stopped in front of the house.

The man did not flinch and remained silent without a word.

"Come down!" he said without looking at me, not even his body moved.

"Ah yes."

I just got off the bike, and Mas Adam just drove off somewhere. Is that how he left me alone?.

I sighed and chose to enter the house, when the phone in the bag suddenly rang. An unknown number sends a message.

"Assalamualaikum Khansa, it's me Huda."

Without replying to Huda's message, I entered the house. Feeling that the man made Mas Adam angry, maybe I should keep my distance from him.

I chose to go to the room and re-open the phone, not to reply to Huda's message, but to find out what was needed by the person who was going to college.

There's a lot of things I need like books and pens, and I just realized I don't have any of them. Maybe I should take note of what it takes to be able to buy it ... wait a minute, why did I forget that I didn't have a penny?.

I took the wallet in the nightstand drawer and opened it, seeing that there were only two pieces of blue money there. I sighed again, then what did I buy college supplies with?.

Maybe Mas Adam already registered me, but of course I still hesitate if I have to ask him for money. At the moment he is angry with me.

..........

Lunch that has been served on the table appears to emit smoke, issuing a delicious aroma that is appetizing. I hope Mas Adam comes home soon to enjoy my cooking.

If I had his phone number, I'd call him. Maybe I should ask him when Mas Adam comes home later, after all exchanging mobile numbers does not hurt especially with his own husband.

I turned my head when the sound of the main door opened, my hope was immediately granted with the return of Mas Adam. He approached me with a large plastic bag in both hands.

"What is Mas?."

"Mas doesn't know what you need, so Mas only buys what Mas thinks you need." He put him in a chair and opened one of them, seen some books and also a pen. Other school tools too.

"This?."

"Without your lecture, just tell me if there's less, Mas will buy it."

"Mas no longer angry?." I asked carefully.

"On Huda ...?"

"Mas isn't mad at you, Mas's just in a hurry to buy your college supplies."

"Then why didn't you take me?."

"Because I think you're exhausted, you have to cook this delicious meal, right?." Adam breathed in the delicious aroma of my cooking.

"It smells so good."

"Oh yes Mas, may I ask for Mas's mobile number. Maybe I need it later."

"Well, where's your phone?."

I took my phone in the kitchen and gave it to him. Adam took over, pressed some numbers and then returned them to me. I was quite surprised when I saw the name stored.

"Cousin brother?."

"Your friend knows Mas as your cousin's brother, so that's just in case."

"Ah yes." There was dislike, but I couldn't do anything.

.........

Still like the previous nights, I would stare at the star that could be counted fingers before going to sleep. Just to reduce my longing for mom.

I only left the house for 3 days, but it feels like a long time. I keep worrying about his situation.

Can mom sleep? Did Mira do the things I used to do? Massaging the mother before going to bed, or inserting a thread into a needle when the mother intends to sew. Also, what Mira remembers if mom should drink herbal tea.

It felt like all those questions were still stuck in my heart, especially Mira still blocking my number so I could not reach her. I was worried that my mother's condition was worsening because of my departure.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Lake in."

Adam opened the door, carrying a glass.

"Bring you some milk, drink it." He relieved it on the nightstand.

"Thank you."

"You miss Mom?."

"Eum." I'm nodding. "I'm afraid Mira doesn't take care of it well."

"Then we'll visit Mom once in a while, until Mas's business here is done."

I smiled, not expecting him to remember what he said when we came here.

"I've enrolled here, so even though Mas's business is done, we can't just go home. I had to finish my education, then find a suitable job later. So maybe we can only visit it once in a while, because we'll be here in a few years."

Not without reason I say it, but making my mother proud of me is a wish that I must realize, and college is one of the ways. Well, even though I ended up having to part with mom.

"Mas understand, you want to make your mother proud."

"Well, and I found no other way but to go to college and get a job with a decent salary. I want to make you proud, just like Mom was proud of Mas Rian."

"Mas believes you can."

"Thank you for helping me."

Without Mas Adam, maybe the desire of college is just a dream that can not be real. And whatever the reason for marrying me, I'm pretty sure I'm married to the right guy.

The man just smiled thinly. "Hurry to drink milk before going to bed, you need enough rest to become a reliable chef." He blinked one eye, then went out and closed the door.

Despite some of his curious attitude, Mas Adam was truly a considerate man. I ... Khansa Rumaisa, who had never felt such real affection and attention, was dreaming.

It was such a beautiful dream that I didn't want to wake up at all.

Seriate.