
One week before the wedding...
Today Mala plans to fit a wedding dress with Arthur and Mama Wulan, the middle-aged woman is really excited waiting for the wedding day Arthur and Mala. Although their marriage will be in a simple title, Mala is still kept busy with their wedding preparations. Fortunately there is Mama Wulan who is ready to handle the building, catering, invitation even WO who will be used by Mama Wulan who chose it.
Time still shows at four o'clock in the morning, but Mala's sleep is disturbed by the noise from the direction of the kitchen. The girl opened her eyes and sharpened her hearing, sure enough, the noise came from the kitchen.
Mala came out of her room, tonight she slept in Ara's room so that closer to the kitchen, Mala grabbed the baton that was Ara's door locust and brought it out just in case.
Mala slowly stepped her feet, almost like a ghost walking floating on the floor. Mala rolled her eyes when she saw a figure she knew very well was cooking in the kitchen while shaking her hips.
"Miss Kim." Shouted Mala while pointing a caste stick at her.
Who was called to turn his head, Miss Kimberly smiled wryly at the arrival of Mala who disrupted her activities.
"What are you doing?" He asked while staring at the baton in Mala's hand.
"I should ask, what is Miss Kim doing this early in the morning?" Mala lowered her staff to make Miss Kimberly breathe a little relief.
"Cooking." Answer's short.
"Cooking? Wear dress? Are you crazy?" Sahut Mala while pointing to a bright red dress patterned polkadot.
"Shut up. You're so noisy, it really disturbs concentration I. You better sit sweet and wait until I finish cooking-cooking. Okay?"
"What is cooking?" Mala ended up curious as well because she had never seen Kimberly cook before.
Miss Kimberly just moved her chin telling Mala to sit, the girl said, she noticed the lover who was incarnating into someone else. Yes so Mala, she really loves her lover sincerely, she accepts all kinds of Arthur personality and strives to help the lover to escape the suffering that binds her
"Taaraa." Say miss Kimberly while putting a plate of pasta on the table.
"What'sthis? Mala stared at the plate in front of her.
"Spaghetti alla carbonara." Miss Kim replies as if she were a chef.
"Try." He gave a fork to Mala.
Mala grabbed the fork, she was a little hesitant to see the appearance of carbonara made by miss Kimberly, but seeing the enthusiasm of miss Kim in cooking made Mala feel sorry, she said, finally he scooped up the pasta-based dishes and put them in his mouth.
Mala opened her eyes perfectly, miss Kim's cooking was far from her expectations, the cuisine Mala considered unpleasant was actually presenting the opposite taste, the chewy texture of pasta and savory carbonara sauce and creamy blend perfectly in Mala's mouth.
"How, yummy?" Miss Kimberly asked impatiently.
Mala just nodded and brandished her two thumbs, her mouth speechless as it was full of food. Miss Kim smiled, took her plate and joined Mala. The two men ate together early in the morning.
After eating, Mala sat on the couch watching television, Miss Kimberly caught up with the girl and sat down next to her. He looked at Mala who was focused on watching the morning news show.
"Emm, Mala, can I say something to you." Miss Kimberly said, her voice sounded a little doubtful.
"I'm tired of living like this, can you help me throw away all the clothes and things I have, maybe with that I have no desire to go out again, I have no desire to go out, I'm tired of living on Arthur's body." Said miss Kimberly, her face covered in thick makeup looks sad.
"What does miss mean?" Mala grabbed the hands of miss Kimberly with a feeling of unworthiness, she felt happy but also sad at the same time, hearing the words of miss Kimberly as if the centile personality was saying goodbye to her.
"I know you're getting married to Arthur, honestly I'm happy, really hapyy. But, I so feel that I am the bad guy who blocks your happiness, for that I want to disappear for good, I tired Mala, really I do not know what else to live like."
"One more, I've lived with Arthur since that handsome boy was very small, I'm grateful he's been able to survive this far, for that I beg you please take care of Arthur and love him." Miss Kimberly hugged Mala and patted her on the back. "I'm grateful to see Mala again." His whisper before he finally drooped limp in Mala's arms.
"Miss, miss Kimberly!" Mala shook the body of Miss Kimberly who was still in her arms, unknowingly she began to shed tears. Is it true that Miss Kimberly would just disappear, could it be that she would return again someday? The question fills Mala's head, she doesn't know if she should be happy or sad, but Mala is convinced that this is best for Arthur and also miss Kimberly
Ten minutes later, the man in his arms began to move, Mala realized that and immediately broke his embrace, in the face of the now confused young man.
"Arthur?"Even though Mala wasn't too sure.
"Darling, what's going on?"
Mala can breathe a sigh of relief, hearing the words of love indicates if the owner of the body has returned. "Miss Kim just got out." Mala replied pointing to the clothes attached to Arthur's body. The man lowered his head, he snorted annoyedly at the sight of his burly body wrapped by the fiery red tight drees.
"What did Miss Kim do this early in the morning?" He said with annoyance.
"Sammit." Sahut Mala's.
Arthur lifted his head and looked at the lover. "meaning?"
"Miss Kim told me to get rid of all her belongings, she said that way she had no desire to keep showing up."
"Really, what does it mean that I'm starting to heal?" Arthur's face looked so happy.
"I hope so."
Arthur immediately grabbed Mala's body into his arms, he felt very happy to hear Mala's words about Miss Kimberly, it was like Arthur saw a glimmer of hope for the cure of his illness. "Regrettably dear, this is all thanks to your presence." Whisper Arthur, he tightened his embrace.
"I can't breathe." Peeking Mala, Arthur quickly released his embrace and rubbed Mala's face.
"Sorry, I'm too excited."
"Yes, change your clothes, and then we'll sort out Miss Kim's belongings."
Arthur got up from his seat, he ran to his room to change. Mala stared at the passing of her lover miss, suddenly she remembered Miss Kimberly's last words to her. "I'm grateful to see Mala again."
Again, the word again really bothered Mala, could it be that they had met in the past? But there's no way they've ever met, didn't Mr Bagaskara think Arthur's personality came after the fire?
Mala tried to brush that thought away from his head, the most important thing now is that Arthur's recovery increasingly looks real.
SERIATE...