IF THERE IS STILL LOVE

VILLAS 1

Pov Elin's...

The morning sun warmed up as I sat down with a cup of warm tea on the terrace of this villa. Yes, I woke up earlier than the strange man who has now officially become my husband.

Husband? ah, it feels strange to say that name to her, as weird as her behavior when I first met her at that time. How not, even up to this moment I still can not accept marriage which is in fact already legal in the eyes of religion and the country

I reneged on her? of course not. But there's a small part of my heart that's still trying to assume that it's not real. The reason is only one, Arga. well, Arga.

I can't lie to my feelings that until I'm breathing right now, I still love that man so much. Actually I am tired of this feeling, always hoping Arga is the only man who will be my priest. I realize this is so naive.

Arga, what is he doing right now?, is he thinking of me?, does he still miss me?, or maybe he was still hurt by my attitude yesterday?.

About yesterday, I hated the words that came from my lips that I no longer loved them. I knew he must have hurt, laughed, and hurt me. But what am I supposed to say to her other than those fucking words?. Do I have to be honest about how I feel about her? about me who still loves her so much?, bullshit, of course that's not what I'm going to do, because it will only add to the wound if the end I return does not keep the promise as I have done now.

It used to be a promise that was engraved so beautifully, but in the end I reneged on all of it, hurting the people I love so much. Rey, he came in my predicament, am I going to think of him as a god of salvation?, I think not yet, I don't know why, but for sure I'm still in a dilemma with all of this.

But seeing Rey's earnestness, and also the sincerity of her eyes, I can't deny that I've been determined to honor her as my husband. Didn't he do all this for me and my mom?

Speaking of mama, mama does sometimes have a selfish side that I can not tell. But isn't the reality now I only have him after papa leaves?.

And I quite understand my mother's attitude, because all that she did was because she felt indebted to her husband. Two-faced man who I was so unwilling to admit as a father continued to remember his savagery towards me at that time.

A gentle breeze blew my face, I threw a long glance at the pine sprouts lined up in front, I was a warm tea for a moment to enjoy it.

"You didn't wake me... "

I immediately turned to the voice that suddenly scattered all my daydreams.

Rey, he's standing in the doorway.

I put the tea cup on a small table to my right.

Rey walked over, then sat down by my side. Without saying a word, I poured the warm tea into an empty cup on the table, then poured it on Rey.

"Thank you, my wife, "he said, then lifted the cup to the edge of her lips, and then sounded a subtle shavings from her.

He always acted like such a no-brainer, "My wife" said that it made me a little uncomfortable. But where's the fault? there was nothing wrong with it, only I still could not familiarize myself with the call.

"What do you want to eat? " He asked again after putting the cup back on the table.

"Whatever it is, I don't mind any food. " Reply I turned again to look at the spruce in front there.

"Can you cook?"

I looked at her.

"Eum. I already have a wife now, like her stomach is eager to eat my wife's cooking. " Connect her again with a smile that is somehow always present on her face.

" To be honest, I never cook... " I answered hesitantly, but it was the fact that I could not cook, because bi Minah was the one who always took care of all that.

I saw him for a moment, did he laugh at me? I don't know, I don't care anyway.

"Not why, later I will teach you. "his words later while looking at me with the eagle's eyes.

I frowned.

Did I not hear wrong? he's gonna teach me? does he know what cooking is all about?

I'm getting a little upset.

"Why? can't believe I can cook? " His voice touched me.

How does he know what I'm thinking?.

"Where are we going? " ask me when I'm in the car.

"This wife of mine, did you not hear that your husband said we were going to go buy cooking supplies. " The answer goes back to explaining.

I said no more, folded my arms around my chest, and just enjoyed the ride. Until the end of the car was stopped in front of a shopping center. We went down and immediately bought what we needed for cooking.

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Rey carrying a bag of groceries down from the car, I wanted to help but he strictly forbade her. Yes already, I will not offer help for both times.

"Times of cooking... " His words when it is done putting groceries on the kitchen table.

"But Rey, I really don't know..."

"Ssssttt.no need to put on a sinless face so, I'm not a jury like on the TV cooking scene, I will eat whatever my wife's cooking will be. " Once again that smile, did he think all the problems would be solved with his smile?

"Well, I assume you promised you wouldn't laugh at me later if the food wasn't good" I murmured, but I'm sure she could still hear it.

Doubtfully I picked up the chicken and started washing it, I could still catch the grin that was on those lips.

Did he prank me?

sweat pouring down from my forehead, I don't know how many times I wipe with my sleeves, really time feels so slow in this kitchen. Rey once helped me flip fried chicken over the frying pan, I was really amazed when she casually turned the chicken over regardless of the hot oil splash that I thought was terrible. He smiled back at me as he caught my eye watching him.

Almost two hours more spent just to cook spinach and corn soup, as well as chicken balado. is that too long? I don't know, yes g obviously now I've finished with the business in the kitchen that is quite tiring.

"Enak" said after tasting a bit of the dish before being taken to the dining table.

I can't believe, she'd just like to please my heart, first experience cooking, I've imagined her taste. There will be no taste to just taste it.

"Why stare like that? not believe? "

Again, he managed to read my mind.

"Not to be comforting, if it's not good to just say it, I know it's the first time I've cooked, I won't be discouraged if you tell me the truth about my cooking. " I answered flatly while washing my hands.

Even though Rey helped me take this and that, but still I'm not sure.

"All right, open your mouth. " Rey thrust a spoon into my mouth, asking me to try it myself. I refuse, but Rey isn't her name if it doesn't force me.

At the end I relented, for a moment I fell silent while feeling what I had just tasted, refusing to believe, but this really felt about my tongue.

I looked at Rey, the man was still waiting for my reaction.

"Rey.. This is true? " I still refuse to believe.

"Still can't believe it's delicious?".

"Yey. I did it... " I jumped up in joy, I don't know what pushed me, I burst into Rey's arms, there was a sense of pride in me, and I was glad to be ungodly.

I know this is too much, when out there most women think cooking is the usual part, but this first experience I think is really amazing, she said, and this is an experience carving from Rey.

Oh, I just woke up and quickly let go of my hug from the man. What a shame, why would I hug her? was I that happy to unconsciously squander hugging her, uh this hand is so ignorant.

"Sorry, I'm too excited" I said as soon as I grabbed a bowl of soup and then passed avoiding it.

I don't know what he thinks of me now, I'm so silly.

We ate together at the dinner table. I was nervous about it, and she was somehow with some kind of feeling, which she obviously seemed to be enjoying today's menu....

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