Married to a Duda Man
#40# Questions
Wilden stood firmly staring at the courtyard of the two-story house in front of him now. The beautiful atmosphere of the house surrounds this house, with various types of flower plants and also some shade trees that add to the impression of cool and green to just release fatigue from the density of the city of Jakarta which is full of pollution.
The orange glow at the end of the twilight now began to sink itself slowly, replaced with a black sky that began to illuminate the sky.
The afternoon airflow also made Wilden exhale his goods for a moment,
before he with definite steps entered
the house in front of him.
In his heart he hoped that his guess this time was true, that what he was looking for was now in this house.
Slowly he knocked on the door in front of him. Shortly thereafter, a voice came from within that had been confirmed Wilden as her metua mother, Reina Holland.
When the door opened, Reina immediately greeted Wilden with a sincere smile and invited Wilden to enter the residence of the Holand family.
"What do you want to drink, Wilden?" Ask Mela's mother kindly to Wilden who just entered the living room.
"No need ma'am, can I see Mela?". Wilden politely declined the goodwill of his mother-in-law and immediately said his purpose came to this house.
"Ah well, Mela is still in her room. You can go there by yourself, right?"
"Sure, thank you, ma'am." Wilden bowed at a glance at his in-laws and immediately rushed up the stairs towards the second floor where Mela's room was located.
Without knocking, Wilden immediately turned the whitewashed door knob before him which fortunately was not in the key from the inside. Wilden immediately stepped into Mela's room which was currently in a state of dimness without any lights on.
Then Wilden's eyes immediately glued to the figure who was standing in front of the window in an open state, with a breeze that flew her hair gently.
Wilden was silent for a while, before he decided to close the door of Mela's room, and walked over to Mela who was still unmoved in front of him.
Wilden stopped his footsteps for a moment which was now only two meters away from where Mela was standing facing
outside, without any intention to stare
Wilden was behind her.
"What does your brother think of me? Why did you come here?"
The words that drew on the question that Mela spoke, made Wilden again frown deeply. Trying to digest the meaning of Mela's question, and looking for answers to that question.
But after a moment of thought, the end hesitantly he continued his footsteps, until now he had been right behind Mela who was still staring straight ahead.
"Mela," said Wilden doubtfully, with one of his outstretched hands touching Mela's shoulders slowly.
But Mela remained unmoved, still reluctantly staring at Wilden behind her.
"What does a marriage mean in the eyes of a Brother?"
Mela again asked a question, which made Wilden more and more
wondering what the question means
the one that Mela asked for.
"Mela, I don't know what this question means." Wilden paused for a moment, before continuing,
