LAST LADY

Chapters 118. Kemelut Hati Pecumbu

Radita woke up a bit at 10:00 with her head slightly dizzy. He woke up shocked to hear the screams of Son and Sanjaya playing in the war in front of his room.

"Yeah!" radita shouted loudly to make his head add frown.

Ijah the babysitter the two boys ran away in a hurry to get closer to Mr. Radita who was standing in front of the door of his room.

"You can't take care of your children" Radita snapped to Ijah, who was still carrying the school bags of the two boys.

While Putra and Sanjaya who was busy playing stopped suddenly hearing the clash. They looked at Radita in wonder.

"She's Miss Cytra's son, sir," Ijah corrected her master's sentence.

"Just like your foster child, be quickly told to change into his uniform. And rest in his room!"

After hearing Mr. Radita's orders, the woman rushed to have Putra and Sanjaya enter her room to have her school uniform changed into her regular clothes.

The two agile boys ran ahead of Ijah while still voicing the sound of an ear-splitting barrage of gunfire.

"Oh!" radita complained and then went back into the room.

The two nimble and aggressive brats reminded him of his problem last night.

"Where's Cytra. Why don't they play with their kids?" radita asked in her wrinkled mood.

Radita quickly cleaned her body in the bathroom. After looking refreshed and dressed in casual clothes, she went out looking for Cytra.

But in the room, in the front room, and in the family room no one found. While Cytra's fancy car was still hanging out in the garage. The owner is still in the house.

Radita then looked for him to the part of the house behind. It turned out that Cytra was still sitting alone in the gazebo on the side in the backyard. The place is indeed comfortable, adem and silir exposed to the breeze.

"Oh, you're busy. That's why there's a noisier child so ignored!" radita looks upset.

Cytra who was busy working with her laptop turned to Radita with a feeling of wonder.

"Tumben the person. Coming did not say hello as sweet as usual, even angry," he murmured inwardly.

"Hi! Mas, just woke up, yes," said Cytra with a cheerful smile.

"Should if there is a new child coming home from school you should take care of it. Do not leave everything to the maid. It's not educational" Radita said, questioning what she usually never questioned Cytra.

"From last night, you were weird. It doesn't usually look so tangled. What's the matter with you?" cytra asked astonished at the change in attitude of her future husband.

Radita realized that his attitude could make his future wife suspicious. He hurriedly covered it with sweet words.

"But it doesn't matter, really. Usually the kids are. Please continue with the work. I'm gonna get ready to go to the office."

"Hi, dong don't rush off. Talk to me first." Cytra seduce.

"There's an important event at the office. I'm late to leave" Radita said as she left. But Cytra immediately reached his hand and held him firmly.

"I've ignored the work at the office. Now there is an important issue that we have to discuss," said Cytra while holding the arm of Radita friendly to be invited to sit under the gazebo.

They sat in front of the gazebo round table.

"What's the big deal, baby?" Radita was now gentle and thoughtful.

"The matter of our marriage. Have you forgotten?"

Cytra's words were bitter on Radita's tongue. But the experienced male base faced with a woman's problem, he quickly covered it with a sweet attitude.

"I won't forget about that one. Surely when the time comes we'll sit together at the aisle."

"We'll talk about it again now. Ignore the work at the office. You are the owner. You can arrange your own work."

"Where did we start this conversation?"

"I am the one who wants to get married. But then you're the one who asked to be postponed."

"I asked to be postponed because I waited for Mas kroscek about my opinion. How did you get when you saw him?"

Cytra's words were spoken very calmly. But the result was so thrilling the heart of her future husband.

Radita lit her cigarette with trembling hands. Then the smoke that had gathered in his mouth was exhaled quickly.

"Since when do you smoke, Mom. You stopped long ago."

Radita certainly did not want to say that the cigarette was left over from the cafe last night. He was smoking that night to look manly like other cafe visitors.

"Yes, I just turned it off. This is just a fad. Got bought by Mr. Ob when I was in the office," Radita told a lie. Though the cigarette was given from Vionita in the cafe that night.

"So Mas came home until the early hours of that day because of work in the office. Not to see Mama?"

Radita was ready to answer. Did he know that night? Or has Mr Ob told you about it? Ah, there's no way Mr. Ob told Cytra. Hadn't been taught how to answer it when asked by Cytra.

"My time yesterday was a lot in the office. I can only see your Mama for a moment" Radita's smart tongue-tin.

"Keep how I said, Mama. You got permission to marry me?"

The second time Radita's been flirting. But he quickly calmed himself. So there seems to be no problem in front of his future wife.

"Same as it said to you the other day. Your mama doesn't approve or don't approve" Radita told a lie.

"Then what do you think, Mom. Let's just continue with our plan. Without pestering Mama approves or does not approve?"

"Where, huh...?" Radita stops talking and thinks of putting together yet another lie that Cytra doesn't seem to catch.

"I think we should just do the wedding. The son has asked me when you will be his father" Cytra urged.

"Why is that little boy asking us to get married fast, aren't you?"

Cytra smiled embarrassedly because in fact he was also not at home widowed for long.

"The mother also cools, really," said Cytra in a soft voice, defeated by the noise of the wind in the lush foliage of ornamental plants around the gazebo.

"You want to get married?" ask Radita.

Cytra nodded in embarrassment. Indeed, since he was left for eternity by Mr. Morgant, he felt this life was empty. Although now his life is a treasure but without a lover beside him is like eating spaghetty without spicy sauce.

Radita did not think that Cytra wanted to get married quickly. This is what made Radita die the word to continue the conversation. What he should say. Welcoming him with such a joy? Then how's Vionita?

Her first love was so charming. Miraculous indeed. Radita looked at Vionita as a new flower. Fresh and fragrant wanted him to pick it.

"Where, Mas? How do you daydream?" Cytra's voice was like a bomb exploding inside her future husband's chest.

Radita restyled her sitting position that looked like an helpless limp leaning against the chair. Then he answered the question cheerfully. It was as if he wanted the same.

"I still think, when is the good time for our marriage to take place."

"What better we do after the leaflet. Means there's still time to prepare for another two months" Cytra continued.

"Yes, let's just go for the next two months. If we are married, we will also be married."

Cytra smiled happily holding Radita's hand on the table. Then with the rest of the hand, Cytra and Radita both stood up and kissed.

It felt so good that morning was felt by Cytra. But not for Radita. He saw the sky so dark because it was cloudy. Maybe that's how Vionita's mood would be if she listened to their conversation.

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