
The next morning, I woke up early while Salsa was still sound asleep, though I wanted to wake her up but I could not bear to do that.
Today I have to go to the hospital, because yesterday I took a day off from stomach pain, so now I have to hurry there.
When I woke up, I looked at her face that looked beautiful even though she was asleep, even I wanted to kiss her lips again, but I didn't want her to wake up.
I wiped the hair covering her forehead and landed a kiss, "See you at home, Sal. "I whispered stroking her hair.
Then I stepped away, there was actually a sense of unwillingness to leave him alone in this hotel room, but what is possible for the work to be prioritized also for the future.
When on the way I was nervous about Salsa, was she awake or not or was she looking for me again like last time?.
Without a second thought I took my phone out of my pocket and typed something for it.
But after 30 minutes and then no reply, I began to believe that he was still not awake! You slackers! Thought.
I called him many times but still not picked up! "Ahk stop! It seems like she is indeed very sleepy so let her not restful Vin! " my mumbling is in the car.
I kept worrying about it to the point that I was less focused on the road and almost ran a red light.
This feeling is like a father nursing his child in daycare! I really don't know how to.
Until I thought I wanted to go back to the hotel to pick him up and drive him home and then to the hospital.
But it seems that it is impossible because my trip was a bit far from the hotel, only to pray for Salsa, to return home safely.
SALSA POV'S.
I slowly opened my eyes, looking around realizing this place was very foreign to me, "I think I'm still in the hotel!" I muttered half-conscious.
I realized that Kevin was with me last night! Then where is he now? I stood up and walked to the bathroom to look for him even in front of the hotel room but his figure was not there.
"Where is he? Did you go to the hospital? But why not wake me up? why did he leave me alone in this hotel?" ask me to myself.
I picked up my phone on the bedside table, looking at the clock that turned out to be almost 10, it seemed like I was sleeping too long so as not to notice Kevin's departure.
I could only sigh lazily with my loneliness, but my eyes suddenly glanced at something right in the middle of my phone screen.
There were dozens of calls from Kevin and a message, with curiosity first I started to open the message.
Before opening my eyes wide open I realized the name of the contact on my phone 'My dear husband' since when he changed it I don't know, but why do those two words sound so much better?
"Jeez Kevin!!! Why would he have to change the name of his contact without first asking me for permission! " my mummy is uncomfortable.
"But it seems like the name fits him perfectly now! Moreover, his attitude had already changed to childish!" I continue muttering.
I decided to just ignore it and wanted to focus on the contents of the message, 💬"Good morning...❤
Sorry yes! I'm going to the hospital, and I don't want to wake you up because I see your sleep is so deep that your saliva flows so much, Joking! But I hope you are not angry! There's money in your pants pocket that I just slipped, use it for the cost of a taxi and then eat until full at your favorite restaurant! Don't go hungry again! I don't want anyone to say you're skinny because then someone says I don't feed you so your body is like that! So do not be too stressed, eat nutritious food, so that your body is not straight without curves! See you at my flat wife's house!"
A message that can not be said short, contains a collection of words that are annoying, let alone he mocked me but why I even want to laugh when reading it especially in the closing sentence.
My lips continued to emit a smile but then I immediately scratched the contents of my pants pocket, it turned out that there were indeed several pieces of money, but strange why could I not realize it when Kevin slipped this money?
Why do I feel like a dead man doesn't even feel like anyone's touching me?
Is this the effect of being too tired? Or is it the bed that makes me sleep too well?
It seems like my guess is right because the mattress I wear is really soft.
But why did Kevin have to slip it in my pocket? He could keep it in his bag or somewhere else wouldn't he tell me anyway! It seems like he is a very strange person.
Kyucca.....
My stomach was already asking for rations, so I quickly cleared everything up including the disheveled hair and my slightly tangled clothes.
But it's okay! My stomach is more important than appearance, I also do not want to look beautiful in front of people because now there is a perfect Kevin in the eyes of people, is not it?
It seems that from now on I should feel proud to have a husband like Kevin, although sometimes it irritates me but he is quite attentive and always understands my situation.
Especially like last night, honestly last night I was ready! Regardless of what was going to happen in the future, I wanted to leave everything to Kevin but suddenly I remembered that I was still coming by the moon.
So he seemed disappointed to hear it, even so he still joked with me making my nervousness seem to disappear in an instant.
But when Kevin brought up the past, my mind seemed to be covered in a thick fog, unable to think about what I had to say.
Even though he kept asking but I still hesitated to tell him especially if until he found out that I broke up because of my arranged marriage with him, I was afraid to face the reaction he gave.
And he finally understood, truly a man of understanding has become a rarity in this world and he is one that God has given me.
Maybe he was created to change my sometimes borderline rude attitude, or he came because he knew I had never felt true happiness? Ahh it seems like only time can answer all these chunks of me.
Without further ado I got out of the hotel room, got down to the ground floor using the elevator then searched for a restaurant.
This time I felt like eating greasy food, then I asked the receptionist she said there was a restaurant on the ground floor and she showed me the way.
At the time at the restaurant, I looked at the visitors who were more dominant people tiered and women who looked elegant.
There was a little shame because the clothes I was wearing were so scuffed and I hadn't even taken a shower.
I walked stiffly towards the empty table as my eyes went around looking at the people who were also glancing at me.
I gave the menu without ever opening it, because what I wanted to order was something greasy.
"I'd like to order some fried rice!" my answer was written directly by the waitress.
A few minutes passed, fried rice came and served in front of me, eating alone in the middle of the crowd made you feel strange.
Even when I started to chew the fried rice I felt a little lonely, I missed my friends, longing for his laughter even when gathering and eating together.
I want to cry every time I think about it, even I want to call them but when I want to do it there is something that inhibits so I forget to call.
"Salsa." call someone standing right beside me, I who slightly lowered my head to put the fried rice into my mouth now I put it back on the plate.
Then I looked up to see who was calling me.
"In-us?" I was shocked as I stood up.
I really did not expect to meet Dita in this place, what else I just thought about our togetherness.
"Wewhat are you doing here? ahh do you not-don't you come here because you know I'm staying at this place? then I'm very happy! oh yes let's eat, you order me to pay" I said softly while smiling to greet him warmly, then holding both hands.
Instead of agreeing he brushed my hand away, making me wonder his face looked upset but I don't know why he's like that or he's still mad about yesterday?
"Sorry! I have no intention of meeting you, especially in this place! if I knew you were here, maybe I would check into another hotel! " Ketus Dita with his indifference.
"Dita! why are you so outrageous to me?" I said a clear face withstanding the crying.
"Hmm... outrageous? I don't seem to do anything outrageous! you might be too baperan, ohh yes it seems like the way you talk changes do not-don't you sell yourself in this place huh? so there's someone who can change your attitude!" cibir Dita occasionally rolled her eyes.
"Well! sell yourself? Hufh..okay I can no longer hold myself! Dita elo don't go too far, I've never sold myself! don't know anything about my life!" serkah I fight the sneer.
"Ohh then what do I see now? Cih clothes lo aja messy and also as long as you know your body smells of men's perfume, so I can assume what else besides elo sell yourself! then how the fate of David Sal. can-can-can't be dua duaain him, even though he's kind, but it turns out this elo reply same him! well, it seems I was really wrong to choose a friend like elo and David the same Willy will certainly feel sorry to ever put the same feeling lo!" the word Dita increasingly misunderstood and also issued words beyond my expectations to make people who sit around us, immediately turned to watch my debate with Dita.
I was stunned, unable to do anything more because Dita's words had been heard by the people around us.
"Sttts...Dita... enough!!! I've never done everything you said before! just so you know I'm not a cheap girl who is willing to sell herself for money! you know I have no shortage of anything! but why do you think I'm such a girl? I am not dating David either! how many times do I have to tell you I'm not dating her!" my firmness.
"In that case, why is Elo here? it can't be the same David, right? heh means my guess is actually elo sell yourself behind him!" seka Dita smiled disdainfully.
I clenched my hands together very hard trying to resist the emotions that were slowly controlling my body.
"Gue's here with my husband!" I answered quickly while closing my eyes afraid to see how the shock reaction was emitted by Dita.
Actually I'm not ready to say that to Dita, but my brain can no longer give an idea, so for now let everyone know, let everyone know, sooner or later they will know too.
"What!!! a husband? reason you do not make sense Sal... when do you marry? huh! like elo emang can no longer avoid so immediately say married, right? you don't know how embarrassed you are!"
"It's up to you not to believe! I also can't make you have to believe my words!" my word
"Bodoamat if I'm stubborn! the important thing is that I never hire people around me!" insinuations.
"Enough Dita... Enough!!! stop that shit!" my screams shrieked shut ears were sick of hearing all the sneers of Dita that made my heart seem to want to split into pieces.
"Why? you don't want to hear bad facts about yourself! aware Sal.. elo it always hurts the people around you, there are even fools who always hear all complaints lo but elo himself never bothered him! elo always feels the truest, elo always has.... "
"Darling! I'll let's go now!" invite a man who embraces Dita while cutting off Dita's speech.
I shook my head strongly, but my eyes glanced at the man beside Dita, he looked young as if he was the same age as us.
And to his surprise, the man called out to him with the word 'Honey' I wonder what their relationship is.
"Hmm.. come on!" dita answered to put her foot up.
"Wait on! who is Lo Dit?" my many.
"Why? elo want to grab my girlfriend too to make her disappointed?" investigate Dita while still insinuating.
"Daughter? ja-so you have a boyfriend? since when? how do I not know?" many at once.
"Lo do not need to pay attention to me directly deh Sal. This is what I mean elo tuh never took care of me from before, besides elo never will it if I already have a girlfriend or not so now you do not need to take care of my life!" inexplicably.
"Gu-gue apologizes Dit! I regret never wanting to hear the elo curhatan!" lirihku begged.
"Gue don't need sorry! come on baby we go aka from here, I'm so lazy to see his hypocritical face!" ketus Dita takes her boyfriend.
"Wait baby! who the hell is he?" tanya pacat Dita's.
"Ohh him? he was just man-tan te-man gu-e" Dita said slowly.
"Darling! if there's a problem that should be solved well, don't be like this!" advice from girlfriend.
"Udah deh.. I'm so lazy to see his face! if you still want to be here we break up! I'm going now!" threatening Dita immediately stepped away from us making the girlfriend look restless.
I thought that her boyfriend quickly followed in his footsteps but not unless he was sitting in my front seat picking up a tissue, pulling out a mini pen from his pocket.
Then he gave me that tissue, "Don't forget the calling!" he said and just left.
At first I was surprised by the short speech, but when I unfolded the tissue it turned out there was a mobile number I thought this was the number, then what exactly was the attitude of Dita's boyfriend.
Now my curiosity seems to continue to grow more and more and more disturbing because of the problems also participate in it.