My Rollercoaster Wedding's

CHAPTER 36 - Tired

"Take care of your husband" said David breaking the silence in the car.

That's what I was thinking about earlier. I also don't understand why he gave permission so easily. The longer I get the harder it is to understand.

I put my cheek on the car window. Not answering his question. My brain is full of questions for which there is no clue. Why, when, how.

"What do you want to eat? You haven't eaten yet, have you?" david asked trying to melt the atmosphere.

"Have you ever eaten on the side of the road?" I asked while looking at him.

"P-p-ernah?" he stuttered to answer my question, his expression looking puzzled.

Is it okay if I go out to eat with a man who is not my husband? I have no other intentions either. And also my husband is having fun with other people why can't I?

"From the front red light, turn left" I told him. I'll take her to eat at one of my favorite places. Roadside meatballs. I know she's never eaten in a place like that, so this time let her try eating at a street vendor.

After I gave him directions and directions we finally got to where I wanted to be. It's a little difficult to find a car park, but luckily there is still one empty place available.

I was ready to open the car door. But David then chanted, "Here are we eating on the roadside wearing kayak gini clothes?" I scrunched my forehead confused. What happened to the clothes we wear.

"Why?" my many.

"Dining on the roadside wearing neat clothes like gini," he said paying attention to the clothes I was wearing, he also looked at the clothes he was wearing.

"As long as it's not naked, isn't it a problem, right?" I answered and opened the car door and got down first. Without waiting for him I immediately headed for the meatball vendor's wagon and ordered as usual.

Someone patted me on the shoulder slowly. When I saw it, it was David who was behind me. I had ordered the same meatballs as me, so I invited him to sit in the chair provided.

I just stared at the passing vehicle. Hold your chin with your left hand and tap the table with your right hand. I realized that David kept watching me. But there was nothing I wanted to say, so I kept quiet.

"When your husband can take you earlier," he said slowly. "Don't let your husband be the same as you again" he added in a happy tone.

I glanced at him briefly. But no words came out of my mouth.

"Have you divorced him, continue to marry me."

"That's how it looks divorce comes out of your mouth" I replied and straightened her up, staring into her eyes.

He also looked at me carefully. When he wanted to say something suddenly our order meatball came. I told him to eat first.

"I if you are sad again must come here," I said while blowing on the hot meatballs.

"If you need to confide in me, call me" replied David without looking at me.

I didn't reply to his words. I was busy blowing and chewing meatballs in front of me. But my mind was full of this incident.

Even Mas Adnan didn't invite me or offer me to come with him. Is he ashamed of my presence? Then why did he take me there.

It did not feel the bowl in front of me was empty, only the sauce was left. David also seems to be done with the food.

"Vid," call me.

He's looking up. "Muters first yes, don't go straight home" I asked.

He nodded as a sign of agreement. I like it when he's sane like this. After meeting her many times, I began to get used to her presence. Not like I used to be scared.

After paying I got in the car immediately. When I was going to pay David to stop him, he said he was the one who paid.

There was no more conversation in the car. I don't know where he's taking me either. This time I followed without protest. Because I don't know where I want to go either, and I'm also lazy to go home.

After a long drive David turned his car into one of the cafes crowded visitors. Without asking I followed him down from the car.

It was already half an hour and ten in the evening, but there were still many young people coming and going. David took me to sit in one of the small front seats of the stage in the cafe. Before I got in there was a live band performing.

I sat opposite David, "want to eat again? Or just have a drink,"

"Drink it."

He nodded and stood towards the barista table to order. It didn't take long for him to come back.

"I'm behind ya," he said.

I nodded slowly. It's crowded here and a lot of people but somehow my mind isn't here. My thoughts continue to go to Mas Adnan.

"Good night, I want to sing a song to the beautiful woman sitting in front of me."

I realized when I heard a male voice talking on the microphone, after I turned my head it was David who was standing by holding the microphone on stage. He was talking to the other band members.

The sound of guitar lines is soft.

There goes my heart beating

'Because you are the reason

David started singing, his eyes on me.

I'm losing my sleep

Please come back now

Lyric after lyric he sings, without taking his gaze away from me

And you are the reason

That I'm still breathing

I'm hopeless now

I looked at him too. Sometimes she smiles when she sings. I didn't think her voice was sweet when she sang.

I'd climb every mountain

Swim every ocean

Just to be with you

Fix what I've broken

Oh, 'cause I need you to see

That you are the reason

This song was like an outpouring of his heart all this time.

There goes my hands shaking

And you are the reason

My heart keeps bleeding

I need you now

The state of the cafe that was crowded with visitors suddenly felt quiet, only the sound of David singing was heard. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the song he was singing.

And if I could turn back the clock

I'd make sure the light represented the dark

I'd spend every hour, of every day

Keeping you safe

It doesn't feel like a full song he's been singing. The applause sounded so loud. I also applauded him as a form of appreciation.

David put the microphone in place then got off the stage and walked up to me. "Didn't like the song?" tanyakanya.

"Yes" I replied slowly.

"Don't be sad anymore" he said, holding both of my hands. I don't know why I didn't pull my hand like I always did. I just let it go.

We talked for a long time, actually only he was talking. I sometimes respond to it, sometimes I don't.

Now it's 11 pm, there are already many visitors who go home because soon the cafe

will close. David and I also headed to the parking lot. It's time I went home. For now at least my mind is not full.

I don't think the car stopped in front of my house. I went downstairs and said goodbye and thanked David for taking me home and helping me forget a little bit.

In the garage there is already a car Mas Adnan parked neatly. I immediately entered the house when David had already driven his car.

When opening the door, Mas Adnan was sitting on the sofa with his head down. He looked towards me. "Where are you from?"

"Eat," I answered briefly. I'm going to the stairs to clean up and go to bed.

"Until this hour?" ask again.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I'm letting you go home with him doesn't mean you can walk with him like a gini," his voice began to rise.

I turned my head and put my full attention towards him, "at least he still remembers that I haven't eaten, like someone who missed his wife for pleasure" I replied casually.

His facial expression began to change, "who forgot? I told you I had a staff event, right?"

I didn't answer he said, and immediately climbed the stairs. My heart still feels mumps if I remember that.

"Why not answer. Or you can be the same guy."

"If you keep on why?" challenged answer.

This time he looked so angry. "If you can be with each other, why can't I?" my word.

He seemed to be about to answer but I interrupted again, "it's not important either, I'm tired of going to sleep."

I continued my delayed steps. There's nothing I want to say. Let it be if later he'll be angry for now I'm already feeling tired.

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