Mastenges

111. I want some milk

Tonight, Bella was pensive in front of her porch. Both of his eyes looked at the stars that were shining brightly in the sky. The weather was so bright, the wind was blowing as cool as it was.

"Enak is also an opa house," muttered Bella while smiling to herself.

From inside the house, Berta followed Bella and moved to sit beside her child. Bella turned her head and looked at Berta while giving her best smile to the woman who had given birth to her.

"Why are you out?" Ask Bella.

"Mommy's bored inside. You used to have your daddy, now no" said Berta, smiling bitterly.

Bella smiled bitterly and lowered her face.

"What if your daddy's been sentenced to life or death?" Ask Berta.

Bella looked back at Berta and then she let out a long sigh.

"Yes, my mother continues to live with me" Bella said.

"If you get married?"

"Yes mommy stays with me" Bella said.

Berta smiled and rubbed Bella's cheek.

"Mommy can be alone, too,"

"No, my mom stays with me, no matter what. My husband will accept my mother, because my husband is a To..." Bella stopped her speech.

"Topan? Have you planned your wedding?" Tanya Berta was curious.

Bella put on her smile and lowered her face.

"Bell, really?" Urge Berta.

"Ah.. my mother..." Bella's cheeks blushed red because of a question from Berta.

"It's okay if you want to marry a Typhoon. Mami bless him. What else your daddy, must have blessed him."

"It's actually too early. Only, he intended so. Doesn't dating long not guarantee us a mate? It is precisely the new person who immediately took the initiative to get married quickly."

"That bill," said Berta, laughing, embracing Bella.

"By the way, Typhoon's not here?"

"He said he was doing a lot of mama's work."

"Oh so.... Hmmmm.. So, what's your plan ahead, Bell?"

Bella bit her lips and looked back at the stars in the sky.

"Mam, maybe I use that money from Frans later, to open an office. In the meantime, I'll keep trying to find a job."

"Good" Berta got up from his seat and rushed into the house.

"Where are you going, mam?"

"Mommy wants to rest. Mommy's body doesn't taste good,"

"Mommy's sick?" Bella asked with a worried face.

"No, just not good. Maybe because this morning mami had not had time to eat breakfast and directly visit your daddy."

Bella is silent, she embraces Berta and they both enter the house together. Bella takes Berta to Berta's room located on the first floor of the house. In the room, seen the bed relics of Berta's parents who still look good, it is more luxurious and antique when seen in the present day. Only, the sheets that lay there look so outdated.

Bella helps Berta lie on the bed. Then, Bella enveloped Berta and gently kissed Berta's forehead.

"What do you need?"

"No, my mom just wants to sleep."

"Mami sure? Tea or what?"

"No dear.. Mommy just wants to sleep."

"Well, good night mami.."

"Good night baby,"

Bella smiled and turned on the sleeping lights and turned off the headlights in Berta's room.

After Bella died, Berta tilted her body and hugged the bolster that was beside her. His eyes began to get wet from tears. Unbeknownst to Bella, since Pongki was detained, almost every night Berta always cried. Lamenting his dark old age. Although what is seen outside Berta is so strong, but in reality he is too fragile without Pongki. Especially when he found out, Pongki would be threatened with life sentence or death sentence.

The more days, his heart grew more and more worried. He felt that half his soul would leave him forever. This makes Berta's health often disrupted. Only, he continued to pretend to be fine in front of everyone.

"What if I live without you Pongki? While parting like this alone, my life seemed to die." Mumbled Berta.

He was drowning in his sadness. His heart really felt chaotic.

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Dreeett...! Dreeett..!

Bella's phone rang. Bella who just locked the door of her house immediately grabbed her phone from inside her pants pocket.

Bella stared at the name on the screen. Then, slowly his smile developed on his lips.

"Hello" Sapa Bella, just after she received a phone call from Typhoon.

"Hello, are you asleep?" Ask Typhoon.

"Not yet, just locked the door of the house and intend to go to the room now." Bella said as she headed to her room located right next to Berta's room.

"Oh so..., am I interrupting no?" Ask Typhoon.

"No, why?"

"It's okay" said Typhoon.

Bella, who had just entered her room, immediately laid her body on the bed.

"Bell's.."

"Yes..?"

"Do you want grilled corn?"

"Yes grilled corn, if you want, let me burn it."

"Where are you?" Bella sat on her bed.

"In front, your house gate,"

Bella almost jumped out of bed. Then, he rushed to the window of his room, and peeked out of the window.

"Hi dear," said Typhoon from the front gate of Bella's house as she waved her hand.

"Geez! You serious?" Bella asked who looked panicked when she saw the Typhoon was actually in front of the gate of her house.

"Be serious, open the gate.." Pinta Typhoon.

"D-l-iya.. But..." Bella ran towards her dresser. He frowned when he saw his face in the mirror.

"Well, I don't dress up anymore... Even wearing a nightgown," Inner Bella.

"Why you?"

"Why-not why. For a moment.. Just turn it off first. I'll open the gate.

Bella put her phone on the bed, and ran towards the wardrobe. Then after that, he put on the clothes he had just taken from the closet and changed his clothes in a hurry. After that, Bella grabbed her powder and spiked a little lipstick on her lips. Not to forget he combed his hair that looked a little tangled.

After half an hour later, Bella appears to open the gate of her house which she accidentally locks, according to a message from Typhoon to her.

"Hi," Bella said.

The typhoon laughed lightly while shaking his head.

"You get dressed and change clothes first?" Ask Typhoon.

Bella smiled wrongly.

"I-i-iya," Bella said.

"I want to see you don't dress up."

"Kok that?" Bella asked, frowning.

"There's nothing to hide from you. You're already so perfect. Whether it's dressing up or not, I love you no matter how you are."

Bella's cheeks are red.

"Yeah, we're burning corn.." The cyclone grabbed Bella's hand and took her into the house.

Bella smiled shyly, she walked behind the Typhoon while continuing to stare at the man's back.

"So sweet really is a male candidate," Inner Bella.

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An hour later, Bella and Typhoon were sitting side by side in front of the embers located inside the grill container, which had just been made by Typhoon. On top of the grill container, two pieces of corn were being burned and Typhoon continued to fan the embers to keep burning, and the corn quickly ripened.

"Mommy's asleep?" Ask Typhoon.

"Already,"

"Tumben, now mommy always sleeps fast."

"I think mommy's still down."

The cyclone looked at Bella closely. Then, he grabbed Bella and rubbed the girl's back.

"I know she cries at night. Seen from his eyes in the morning. It's just, I don't want to ask. What matters now is that as much as possible I will make my mom happy and proud of myself."

The typhoon breathed a long breath. Then she hugged Bella and kissed Bella on the forehead gently.

"I'm sorry" whispered.

"It's not you who's wrong. Never mind, don't talk about that.." Bella lets go of the Typhoon's embrace and flips the corn that's being roasted over the coals.

"And you, why did this come to my house last night?" Ask Bella.

This time the Typhoon lowered his gaze. He began to fan the coals back in the grill container.

"I'm lazy to go home, I want to meet you and spend the night with you."

"meaning? We haven't..."

"Bu-bu-no, that's not what I meant.." The typhoon began to feel awkward and misbehaved.

"Then?"

"I mean, spend the night roasting corn. Eat corn with you and sleep here. That's..."

Bella was now able to breathe a sigh of relief, then she smiled slightly and lowered her face.

"Don't think weird ah.." Typhoon Speaks.

"Bu-bu-not.. It's just your language.."

"Me?" Ask Typhoon.

"Yes, spend the night.."

"Sstttt....! I was wrong.." Typhoon with an innocent facial expression.

Bella smiled awkwardly, as did Typhoon.

"Ah, the corn is ripe... Do you want to use sambel or milk?"

"Samples only,"

"If I want milk" said Typhoon.

The two of them instantly fell silent and stared at each other.

"Ah. I mean in the corn." Typhoon rectifies his speech.

"Oh.."

The two of them, smiled awkwardly again.