My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 71. [ Nakula nyebelin ]

Orange tones adorn the blue sky when the last course clock is completed. My brain really can't take the lessons of history that drew me tens to hundreds of years ago. My brain is inflamed, my head is dizzy. I want to quickly complain to Kaysan, why should this department that he intended for me. Why not just paud education majors, which are more exciting and colorful. Why history and culture. I bring books that are not thick to play, while walking out of class.

The hallway of the campus corridor is still crowded, some students are still seen clustered in the corner of the room.

My acquaintance with my new friends was fast and epic, somehow the department that Kaysan chose had people who were said to be 'alert' and quiet. What history proves is that learning something that is not from the realm of the year of his birth makes them also dizzy to think about it. I was intrigued, even what my lecturer talked about just went in through the right ear and out of the left ear. It's really hard my ordeal today, more fun to study the history of the former.

The books I hold are Nakula's books of choice. After a walk in the library. Nakula chose several books as my study guide. And the choice is books with hundreds of thicknesses. It seems I must be a nerd, God please dilute my brain so that I become the proud smart girl of Kaysan. Ku Amin'i did my own prayer while going down the stairs.

"Mother."

Under the stairs, Nakula was already waiting for me with her signature style. Flat-faced, with the hand he put in his jacket pocket.

"Nakula, haven't come home yet?" many wonder.

"Told by Kaysan to go home together."

"Where did Sadewa go?"

"By home with her boyfriend."

I nodded, following Nakula's steps towards the car park. Along the way to the parking lot I did not deny many eyes that saw me and Nakula. I don't know why I'd rather talk to Sadewa than Nakula. He was like Kaysan in the first place, only speaking if there was a point. Until now even so, it seems like these brothers have a lot in common.

"I want to go somewhere, do you want to go, La?" ask me after arriving at the yellow frog car.

"Can't! I've been waiting for your home hours since, I'm tired, Mommy." His tone was full of rejection.

I sighed, "I'm tired too, sister. But this is necessary and very necessary." I put on my sweet face even though all the baby powder I'm wearing is gone, "Please, sister." I held my hands together and held all my books.

Nakula's eyes closed, with a rough sigh he nodded his head in resignation, "Where?"

"I haven't been in the Mall in a long time, this time just accompany me to the Gramedia bookstore."

"Why not just Kaysan, troublesome!" Nakula got into the car and threw her body on the car seat. He patrolled the toad machine, slowly reflecting the dense smoke. "Is the car coughing, La?" I chuckled as I got into the car.

"Not coughing, but hurrying!"

"La, if we don't sincerely go home." I said while leaning my back on the car seat, "I can't go with Kaysan mas, let alone to the Mall. That feels impossible."

"We go home, Mother and Sadewa are waiting for you. Next time I'll be with you." Nakula starts to drive his frog car out of the campus parking lot.

Along the way to the house, there was only silence. Until drowsiness began to sink into my eyes, I yawned many times while closing my eyes.

"Don't sleep!" Sergey Nakula fast.

"Why the hell? I'm sleepy, sleepless every day, La."

"That's your business, don't sleep in my car!"

"Why? Mas Kaysan never forbade me to sleep in the car."

"I'm not Kaysan mas who can spoil you in many ways. I'm Nakula, your sister-in-law."

I squirmed, rubbing my face many times. "Alright, sorry to bother you, my sister-in-law. Tomorrow I'll just take the bike, so you and Sadewa won't have to wait for my return."

Nakula was silent, not answering a word.

Frog car that can not be carried at full speed this makes me more saturated.

Getting close to Nakula is like being close to a stranger, my God. I need Sadewa more, at least he's more open with me, "Ask permission with Kaysan mas, if it's allowed tomorrow I accompany you to the bookstore."

"No, thanks. Tomorrow I can be alone."

"Whatever, Ma'am."

I glared, Nakula is really like Kaysan, annoying. Even Kaysan did not contact me at all. My phone is quiet with notifications.

*

Upon arrival at the parking lot, Mother and Sadewa were waiting for me. His smile was as fluffy as ever.

"Thank you, my sister-in-law." I said as I tidied up the books I had brought.

"Sir, don't put my heart in." Nakula looked at me with her pushy eyes.

I got out of the car.

"Mother..." Call me as you hastily walk towards Mother who stretches out her hands, "Mother..."

"My son is home, must be tired."

My mother's hand was already hugging me, gently stroking like it was giving positive energy to my body.

"Dizziness Mother, the lesson is hard." Stir with Mother, while Mother only smears a smile.

"Sir, isn't it the same Nakula?" sadewa asked while looking at me from top to bottom.

"A dare Nakula? Speak only rarely." I said after Mother ended her embrace.

"You have rested, and you are Rinjani. Take a shower and dress up, your husband's coming home from work soon."

"Mothers know Kaysan's hours?"

"Sure, a mother knows all about her children."

"The mother also knew that Kaysan mas has a magical companion?"

Juwita Ningrat's eyes suddenly rounded, she looked at Sadewa and me in turn. I looked into his eyes, I looked for the hidden loopholes. Naas, the eyes were suddenly closed, "Go take a shower, it's not good for a husband to come home but his wife looks squishy and smells achem." Juwita Ningrat flanked her nose, pretending that my armpit smell was like a stench.

"Mother jokes." Her great-granddaughter kissed me on the cheek, "You're also taking a bath, Daddy's going to meet you." He told the twins, they both agreed and then left without taking me.

*

After taking a shower and giving myself a bath, I laid my body on the bed. A day not rolling around on the bed, my back feels sore. Tired, tired, hungry mixed into one. If not at home with the rules that I have to obey, I have made boiled noodles with topping cow's eye eggs and slices of cayenne pepper, plus sweet soy sauce abcd.

"It looks good." Gerutuku.

"What's good, Rinjani?"

I turned, Kaysan came home with his briefcase. His face was scarred, I rushed up to Kaysan and kissed the back of his hand.

"Have you gone home yet?"

"If not here yet, Rinjani."

I patted my head and pretended to be surprised. "I think I forgot my way home."

"What's good, Rinjani?" ask again, sitting on the sofa.

"Maybe not mas, Jani cooks boiled noodles, Jani is hungry."

"Enak loh mas, given the eggs of the cow's eye, given the cayenne pepper, plus soy sauce, Rinjani's saliva has been dripping." I continued while rubbing my neck.

"By, the eggs are two. Make black coffee for me too."

I cheered excitedly, "I prepared a change of clothes first, a shower mas ya. When we're done, we'll eat together, will we?"

"Can."

Finished preparing Kaysan's change of clothes, I walked towards the kitchen. Home tour that I did with Mbok Darmi this week, has made me memorize to which direction.

On arrival in the kitchen I met Nakula. He was busy standing in front of the stove.

"What's the other day, La?"

"Needs."

"What cooking?"

"Water."

"Let's mateng."

"Not funny!"

Nakula sewot very, why the hell. Author pinch loh, gemesss. 😂