Just A Wedding

chapter 35

Adrian ran straight towards me. He held me to my room. I didn't faint I was still strong only this black shadow was in my eye sack. Only my body feels weak and powerless. My motor skills just disappeared. Cold sweat poured out of my body. I remember very well I've experienced this. Well, a few months ago, and Henry helped me. Could I have a panic attack again ? I don't know for sure. A shocked Adry followed us from behind.

" Waaah there will be two teams, nich,"

" Mas Adrian team who's mama Asri what's mama Arin ? "

" there is no team. What the hell....."

" Hurry up and grab your aroma therapy and your headset"

" Yes,"

Adrian was so painstakingly giving me eucalyptus oil and stomping my feet. What Adrian did was beyond my expectations. I'm so moved. I had a bad prejudice against Adrian. He treated me very well too.

" Thank you very much" I said.

" it's the same - the same,"

even though his lips refused to come out said mom or mom to call me. If I conclude her treatment turns out to be the same as she treats her own biological mother.

Adry came by carrying the item in question Adrian.a furnace and a small kwali that had been filled with water. The candle is lit.

" The scent of lavender is great for relaxation"

Clearly Adian while pouring a few drops of therapeutic scent onto the little kwali.

" This sound will help calm the mind"

Next came the headset to my ear. I just nodded. Let alone what Adrian did.

" Mama spirit. If you can find a young one let papa be angry," said Adry who made me want to laugh but not power because my body was weak.

Adrian looked at Adry. Highlight his sharp and cold eyes directed at Adry. Made Adry shrink and put his lips together.

" Yes...iya .....sorry.....sorry......,"

" Yes sleep.......,"

Without feeling guilty and showing a cheerful face Adry said. Then kissed my forehead and walked out of the room.

Highlight Adrian's eyes followed Adry out of the room and then turned and pointed at me. His eyes were sharp and cold. A second later the sturdy body of Adrian who was originally sculpted towards approaching me.

" sleep.......I'm in the living room,"

His voice was cold and heavy. Cover me with a bad cover. My heart was like it was about to dart out of place.My fear was the same as Adry felt. Scared like a child to his parents. I closed my eyes hoping Adrian would leave soon. Although Adrian little talk but the look of his eyes can unravel the interlocutor. The look in his eyes was able to frighten and tremble. Stupid me. Am I not his stepmother, though we are twelve years apart. But why would I be as scared as a little boy being told to take a nap by their mother. I heard footsteps coming to the door and out of the room. I let out a long sigh of relief coming out of Adrian's power. The sound of splashing water and the chirping of birds makes me feel on the edge of the river with a good view especially plus the smell of fresh lavender flowers. Helps you feel better. Sometimes I take a deep breath and breathe it out slowly. I embrace myself to give it a warm feeling.

I want to go home soon from this house. Too bad, morning ma'am Elly asked me to visit her house. It was hard to refuse to accept an offer from him. Don't rush to judge me.....

" If I were Arin."

" If I were Arin, I'd have drawn that Asri's hair,"

" If I were Arin, I'd slap Satrio's sir."

It won't be that easy. Who has experienced like me will certainly feel. Having good in-laws so we sympathize maybe even empathize with him no more. Regardless of his son or daughter never loved us.

In the next question.why do not I do anything - what on mbk Asri and Pak Satrio because I'm his legal wife. However, I respect myself by not demeaning myself to be inappropriate for Asri. I put my position above the position of Asri even though the beloved but I am legitimate. That's my only strength.

A warm hug from behind made me feel heavy to wriggle my body. I looked back. The adult face of Mr. Satrio displays a sweet smile welcoming dawn today.

" Where are you.........?"

" From last night it's here "

" Mr Asri ?"

" Once you're done giving gifts straight home, "

" Se......le.......sai.......... give a gift ?"

" Ha....ha....ha"

" It is also impossible for me to take off my clothes and try the clothes given by Dik Asri in the family room,"

His crisp laughter but staying within the standard of modesty as if without burden made me frown. It seems that Mr. Satrio realized that I had been thinking about ........? You know what I mean, right ?

" Did I do it when the kids haven't slept ?"

" As if there was no other time,"

" Yes..right ,"

I also smiled hearing his words. Was I too baper last night ? But if it were me, in that situation last night ? Am I mistaken that my prejudice is bad ?

" Dik Arin's......"

" Yes ........."

" Dik Arin bought the jewelry where ?"

" Dik Asri wants jewelry like the one Dik Arin wears"

I was surprised by Mr. Satrio's question. Is this his gift ? Wasn't he the one who put it on the nightstand at that time ?

I stopped my intention to ask him again. I just kept waiting for what he would say further. But from whom ? Who put the ? There's no one else in this house. Besides Mr Satrio, Adrian, Adry, Bik Ina and her husband and Mr Sumadi ? Could it be one of them ? What's Adrian ? Yep........ Is it likely Adrian did it ? But did he also listen to my phone with Jhoji ? What does he mean he gave me jewelry ?

" What does this jewelry have special meaning ?" Investigating Mr. Satrio looked me in the eye intensely as if he wanted to know the meaning of this jewelry.

I just shook my head to answer her question. Dare not to stare.

" Dik Asri wants the jewelry that Dik Rin wears"

" If Rin allows it......."

" I'm going to buy Dik Rin more than this"

I didn't answer. A wound gradually infiltrated slowly in my heart. It was as if enjoying the journey of this wound. Every step he took made my heart break. In .......in........in............. the price of jewelry I wear may not be much compared to the bag used last night. But why would he want what I'm wearing ? I do not envy what Asri wear even though it looks expensive and classy. I envy her position in this house even though her status is no longer the mistress of this house. But why did he ask for what I was wearing ?

" Dik Asri thinks I bought him the jewelry Rin wears,"

" I've made it clear that Dik Rin bought it himself but didn't believe it,"

" I don't want to fight with him"

Choose not to fight with mbak Asri but choose to hurt me. He was willing to ask for jewelry that I wear for the sake of Asri. Is that the feeling of love for Mr Satrio on mbak Asri ? Is that how you feel that you don't care about Mr Satrio with me ?.

" Dik Asri lost his teenage years in order to marry me,"

" Dik Asri has to be a mother when his friends still like to play together,"

" She was willing to conceive and raise her children without complaining about missing her teenage years,"

I just kept quiet. Should a husband praise another woman in front of his wife ? Should I get out of this room ? Or out of their lives ? I breathe slowly trying to calm down. Expect the number of hours to decrease from twenty-four hours to twelve hours. So that this day may pass quickly.

" He used to cry a lot. Because he wants to be like his friends who can play freely without having to bother taking care of two children,"

" I feel so guilty for taking away her teenage years,"

" I can accept that he cheated on me with other men because I know it well. He doesn't know what a date is ? Does it have a lover"

" I married her as soon as I knew I loved her. Didn't see her still so young when she married me. And was a teenager when I gave birth to Adrian,"

Mr. Satrio spoke with a terrible netra. Go on and on hugging me as if complaining to his mother. It felt like a regret was clearly on his face. As if - if you want to say. He wanted to turn the clock around and go back to the time when he first met Mbk Asri. To justify all his mistakes.

seriate...........