Mastenges

112. I am a man, I promise..

The wall clock has shown at 2 am. Bella had yawned several times and rubbed her eyes that began to hurt. Typhoon looked at Bella and realized that time should have required them both to rest.

"You sleepy?" Ask Typhoon.

"Yes, let's get it done," Bella said as she moved out from the front of the grill.

"No, no, let me. You go to sleep first. I'll take care of it,"

Bella looked at the Typhoon and shook her head.

"Both of us" Pinta Bella.

"No need.. I'm just."

"It's okay." Bella tidied up their container of corn dishes.

"Let me, let me" They both fought over the plate that Bella was holding.

"Topan. please. I can't be spoiled anymore."

The typhoon was silent at Bella's words.

It's true, Bella has never done any work. She lived like a princess, and now she has to get used to living an independent life. At least he wants to learn to accept his life that is not as good as it used to be.

Typhoon smiled, he felt proud of Bella who was really smart in adjusting herself in the current state.

"All right," said the Typhoon.

The typhoon extinguished the embers and put the toaster out into the backyard. Then, the Typhoon cleaned up everything that was dirty because of the effects of embers flying around where they were sitting burning corn.

While Bella, pick up dirty containers, for her to wash in the kitchen.

Typhoon smiled to himself, his thoughts about Bella, had drifted far into the future when they would knit the story in one roof.

Bella who wants to learn without being asked by anyone makes Typhoon feel more like Bella. Very rarely are there spoiled children, who have been treated like princesses and do not lack the slightest money. Now want to start from the bottom and try to stand adjusting himself. It was quite reflective of Bella's personality and intelligence, and Typhoon greatly admired her lover.

Typhoon just finished cleaning the backyard. Then, he went into the kitchen and got Bella washing dishes and used glasses. Typhoon smiled and approached Bella who looked serious about washing dishes.

"Hi, wash your hands, yes" said Typhoon.

Bella turned her head and nodded with a sweet smile to Typhoon.

Typhoon washed his hands in the water in the sink where Bella was washing dishes. Without a second he took his eyes off Bella.

"Why?" Tanya Bella who just realized herself continues to be stared at by the Typhoon.

"I love you more" said Typhoon, peeping Bella's forehead.

Bella's cheeks instantly gave off a red hue in embarrassment.

"I'll help you" said Typhoon.

"No need. You want to rest, right? Go straight to the room,"

"Room? Which room can I use?" Ask Typhoon.

Bella looked at the Typhoon nervously.

"Upper rooms" Bella said.

"Oh, I'm on the couch."

"On top of the room. It's okay" Bella said.

"No, on the couch."

"Really?"

The cyclone nodded and smiled at Bella.

"But there's no blanket or pillow."

"It's okay."

"All right, I'm done. I go to the room first yes," Bella said as she wiped her wet hands onto the napkin on the table.

"Ok," said the Typhoon while scratching his head that did not itch.

"OK," Bella looked at the Typhoon and gave her lover a faint smile.

"Yes.."

"Yes. good night.." Bella got up from the Typhoon and walked to her room.

The cyclone could only look at his lover's back. Bella disappears behind the kitchen wall. The typhoon let out a long sigh and pulled on the dining table chair. Then, he sat there and pensive. The typhoon again dissolved in his mind about the DNA test that was running.

There was a reason why he was so lazy to go home. Because he knew, he was the source of the problems of the relationship between Erna and Amoroso. He did not want to see his mother and father in another dispute. Even every morning when Amoroso saw the Typhoon, the atmosphere at home became tense and unfriendly.

"Now I understand, why I hate you so much," he murmured as he massaged his dizzy temple.

The typhoon moved from his seat and walked towards the living room. He put his body on the couch and tried to close his eyes.

"I hope, after this there is no drama anymore," murmured before he fell asleep on the couch.

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"camefa..!" Excited Berta when early in the morning he saw Typhoon who had just finished performing dawn prayers met with him in the family room.

"Mam," Sapa Typhoon as he approached Berta and kissed the back of his hand.

"Lord, what are you doing here so early?" Tanya Berta who was still amazed to see the Typhoon in her home.

"Sorry mom, I've been coming from last night. I slept here. Sorry for not telling my mom before. My mom was asleep when I came,"

"Nu-numpang slept?" Bella seemed confused by what the Typhoon had said.

"Yes mam. I'm sorry to be so presumptuous" said the Typhoon, lowering his face.

"Ah, it's okay.it's just..." Berta glanced at Bella's room.

"Don't mam, Bella just opened the door and last night we just burned corn. Keep Bella back in her room and I sleep on the couch." Bright Typhoon.

"Oh.." Bella looks relieved this time.

"Where are you going? Can I help you?" Ask Typhoon.

"Markets?"

"Yes" Berta said.

Typhoon is silent, he has promised to bring a housekeeper for Berta and Bella. Only, he had not had the opportunity to come to the channeling foundation to take an assistant to be placed in that house.

"Hmmmm, I'm the only one to go to market."

Berta frowned, he looked at the Typhoon in disbelief.

"You?"

"Yes, I'm used to going to the market." The cyclone tried to convince Berta.

"Hmmm no, I'm just."

"I'm mom, what if I don't deliver?"

Berta looked back at the Typhoon in disbelief.

"You sure?"

"Remain mam," Typhoon grabbed his car keys from the table.

"Hmmm no need to use a car. The market is near, all the way in the morning," said Berta.

"Oh so. Yes, yes, yes, I'm.." Torn the Typhoon excitedly.

Berta slowly smiled and welcomed the hands of the Typhoon who was ready to hold the middle-aged woman.

"You are yes, truly the dream daughter-in-law of mami" Berta said as he looked at the Typhoon while continuing to smile proudly at the Typhoon.

The typhoon blushed in embarrassment and lowered his gaze.

"Why aren't you shy about going to the market, usually right, boys are shy about going to the market."

"I used to take my mom to the market,"

"Oh so.." Berta nodded in understanding and returned a proud smile to Typhoon.

"Why are you staying? Kok tumben..."

"Hmmm.. It's okay mam, I just want to make sure mom and Bella are okay" Typhoon said, lying.

"Thank you Pan.."

The cyclone smiled and nodded to Berta.

In traditional markets, although still so early, it has been seen many traders and buyers who come to the market. The merchants appealed to the buyers to stop by his stall and buy his wares. The aroma of traditional markets is so missed by Typhoon and Berta. For a long time they no longer set foot in traditional markets.

Berta bought the essentials for himself and Bella for one week. So that he does not need to go every day to the market, just to buy these needs. As for Typhoon, the man carried Berta's groceries, without being asked by Berta. Many pairs of eyes were staring at Typhoon, the handsome who suddenly entered the traditional market. Not a few eyes that so admire the figure of him.

"Yes mom's son?" Ask the vegetable merchant who was being stopped by Berta.

"No, this is my daughter-in-law" Berta said.

Typhoon blushed in embarrassment as Berta called herself Berta's son-in-law.

"Well, yeah ampuuunn.. son-in-law? I guess her son's mother."

"My son-in-law is also my daughter, ma'am" said Berta.

"There's rarely a daughter-in-law like this, ma'am. By the way, where's the kid? Why don't her son and mother's daughter-in-law go to the market?" Ask the vegetable again.

Berta was silent, he could not say if his son was still sound asleep at home.

"My wife is pregnant. So it takes a lot of rest, "Torn Typhoon.

"Ahhh. yes. Wow.. dream daughter-in-law..!"

Berta glanced at the Typhoon and he smiled faintly. Again Typhoon was so understanding how to protect himself and Bella. That certainly makes Berta more fascinated with the Typhoon.

"It's the vegetable ma'am, and here's the change.. Thank you mom.. Thank you handsome mas," said the vegetable trader.

"Tama-sama ma'am" said Typhoon and Berta. They also walked through the traditional market.

"So, when do you want to marry Bella?" Ask Berta.

The cyclone looked at Berta who was smiling at him.

"Mommy agrees?"

"Of course, if you can go faster, it's better. You're a lot of alone."

Typhoon lowered his face, he smiled as brightly.

"I'll talk to my family soon." Typhoon Promise.

"really?" Berta asked with happy eyes.

"Yes, mam,"

"Alhamdulillah..." Berta laughed cheerfully and leaned his head on the Typhoon's arm.

"You should be my daughter-in-law Pan.. Nothing can replace you."

Typhoon smiled and embraced Berta like his own birth mother.

"I just want to see Bella get married. My mum is still there. Pongki's mumpung is still there. I'm sure Pongki wants to get Bella married."

Typhoon was silent, the guilt was back in his mind.

"But, will your family approve of Pan?"

The typhoon was still silent, he stared intently at Berta.

"Mommy's afraid, if your family doesn't approve of you. Mami knows, you are a child of a ranker. While Bella....."

"Direstui or not, I'll still marry Bella mam" Cut Typhoon.

"Wow.. You're really a man.." Said Berta while amazed at the Typhoon.

"I'm a man, I don't need a chaperone when I'm married. I will continue to fight for Bella. That's my promise to myself."

Berta continued to be flabbergasted to admire his future daughter-in-law.