Nariswari - Toll Road to Love

I Missed the Old Me

"Less money?"

"Until it spills," I said lazily.

"Why not go to the salon, the doctor, or the shop?"

I shook my head, "Udah." And I'm getting bored. Then regret the money Natan used only for that matter. If not bought clothes, accessories, furniture, beauty care, food, and other luxury items. Mubazir's taste!

Finally secretly, I decided to become a donor to help various events friends on campus.

Like they open a reading garden for children, give free treatment, snack sharing, hold training, and fund their businesses, ranging from culinary to boutique businesses. I became well-liked and known on campus.

But, I was in Natan's eyes, he didn't like this situation, the situation that I had many friends. I also tried to melt the atmosphere.

"When I want to be hugged by you."

"Huh? Kan, there's Mr. Surip."

I shook my head, "When you ride a bike or motorcycle with Mr Surip? Are we going to do that?"

"I can't—“ Natan scratched his head. Then why is there a ninja bike and scoopy in the garage? Create Exhibition?

"Let me teach you!"

Finally Natan learned to ride a bike, he often fell, and grimaced. "Don't cry! I'll give you a gift."

Nathan's eyes sparkled, "What?" He looked naughty.

"Voodoo doll!"

Nathan laughed too. And he began to try again, even to successfully learn to ride a motorcycle, if riding a ninja bike taught by Mr. Surip. Mr. Surip is cool, the elders are so but still able to ride ninjas. Scoopy is the one who taught him. That was my day with Natan.At last I came back again, leaving my friends, because of time. Time is for Nathan.

Natan also drove me to campus on a ninja motorcycle, even waiting for me, so that I immediately went home - not run away. I peeked it out the window. Friends glanced at her envy and always looked at her.

"Blessed, yes, lives Nariswari. Like the Telenopela movie!"

"Huh, me?" tanyaku.

"Yes, he has a handsome husband who is very loyal, loyal, and also rich. It's every woman's dream."

Ls i? I used to dream the same, then just be happy for a while, and on, it felt empty. I want something different. It's like coming home alone, but, Natan never wanted to leave me alone. Where there was I was always there he was. And here's the test, I'm in such a state. I feel like I have no friends in the world but him. Feels cramped! Stuffy! I feel like it's hard to breathe! He's so possessive! Possessive due to the trauma of failing her first household.

***

Even during the survey in the rainbow village. He's coming too. Because the village had dozens of stairs, he was not at all helpful, even troublesome. I had to climb to the top.

After that, I then interviewed the residents about the history of the village full of murals on the exterior walls of the house, also stairs, and the roof that was finished with colorful paint so that it from the top and bottom. This slum is transformed into a rainbow village.

The people are creative too. Designing photo spots in every corner of the house, so that tourists including the boule-bule are so enthusiastic. What an interesting idea. As dense as any village is almost rare in green open space, but the clean and dirty water system is so well designed. So that when it rains, there are no more landslides and floods. Although now this village is a concrete-concrete arrangement.

After collecting the data, and Natan seemed to want to die, he also again spoiled. I want to go home soon to rest. He really is unreliable. Be fat! At first it would help, but it made it very difficult for me, who had to break it down the stairs, but after this I had to go to the old city, which was, data on the deviant behavior of people who use government facilities in accordance with the rules. But he asked to go home. He said I would be sick if I was too serious about doing the task, even though the deadline was tomorrow. And he's actually just tired. Maybe if I were a guy, he'd have asked to be carried.

And if he wants me at home, even if I have UTS, yes, I have to be at home. Then the way was so polite, that I had no choice but to grant it. When my test scores got an E because of Nathan. I also SP, when doing SP assignments he asked for company, he said I would be sick if mostly straightforward, but just said he was lonely, because I was so focused on my college assignments. Finally he gave me a solution to pay my friend to do my job. That's trickery! And, I chose late graduation, rather than

doing such stupid cheating. In the end, I didn't graduate either.

In fact, when single, I just entered college, knew-know directly graduated. I am also now in a dongkol. Lamenting fate. Looking at the luxury in the family room. Then look out the window.

True Yunita said, happy is not because you have a handsome husband. But, if the partner is good. Yunita is married to a handsome guy, a businessman who spends more of his life in online games. Hopefully not dead because of online gaming.

"You've changed, Ri." Natan whispered, standing by my side who was also looking from behind the window.

Uh? Me?

"You're a mess, yeah, married to me?" Natan seemed to be very careful about saying the question, and sorting through the sentences correctly.

I shook my head and pretended to laugh. His eyes changed. I think he can read my body gesture.

"What do you want? What's less monthly?"

I was silent for a long time. My face's moody. Always money and money. Is the happiness of women just because they are given a lot of money? I just bowed, "I just miss the old me." Just this time I looked weak, and that was the destiny of women. My eyes glazed. Nathan hugged me. "I want to get back to work, go to college like I used to, and be friends with my friends,”.

I miss laughing, bullying like when I'm single and happy. Natan stroked my curly hair. He amused me too.

"Yes-yes, I'm sorry .. forgive me," he whispered in guilt.

***

Here's life. I can laugh and breathe like I used to. I'm grateful. My friends were happy when I had time with them.

My office friends say I'm coming home from Korea after plastic surgery. And I want to beat him one by one for bullying me all out. But I like my life now. I am now freelancing at the office. It is not money that is now sought. But, the happiness of life.

Then.

Shortly after that.

There's bad news!

One by one my friends who are guys, reportedly sick. Bruises on the body.

According to eyewitnesses, they were attacked by a motorcycle gang boy who liked to roam the streets at night. I was so empathetic. Nathan, who knew, was very worried. Straight to hands.

"Therefore I take care of you, you know now? Wherever you are, there is always danger. I've heard the news before."

Nathan is approaching. I stroked my hair like a kitten. "As long as I live in this world, no one will be able to hurt you" whispered the usual romantic that bore me so much.

I nodded—malas replied to that poetic scene with silliness. I glanced at Nathan. Just awoken. He also had a slight bruise on his cheek that was deliberately concealed. He's not usually quiet, am I

busy with my problems to not notice? The way it goes is also a bit stiff. Usually if

be ill. He'll be spoiled soon for me to take care of. But this time he hid it. Does he not want me to worry, because I am also sad?

What happened to Nathan? Is he seriously ill?

And to be honest, I'm not afraid of the biker boy, what I'm afraid of is living as if he seems happy but it's just a lie!

"You... Is there a wound on your face?"

Natan held her cheek, she laughed, "It fell off the bike. But, don't worry .. I've been treated." He also left. Go into the room.

I look at him. He's lying! The wound, impossible by accident. After all, if it's a motorcycle accident, Natan's personal doctor is already here. And if the pain is normal, she must be spoiled like a baby.

g-shaped for a fairly spacious kitchen room. This design is similar to the U shape, then given an additional like a mini bar for 2-3 people at one end of the—mini bar used to eat snacks without alcohol. I still can't believe I can stay here.

I am also sad. Only Miss Pastri spends a lot of time here. And, I just got a message, he got permission.

"What are you doing?!" Natan was shocked to find me in the kitchen. I looked up and stopped my activity.I was slicing onions.

I was surprised to make it, "Cooking..," I replied smiling.

"Kan, there's Miss Lastri."

"Mother Lastri's son is sick, today he's licensed."

"Aren't you going to let me?"

"Oh that, because the permission has been given to me, well, let's get it straight away, I tell you to go home."

"You're too good." Nathan held my hand. "Your hands will be exposed to hot oil, it is dangerous, your nails will also be damaged, your skin will not be maintained if you are in the kitchen. Hot oil, sea food, onion, chilli. It will leave a smell. Already, yes, we deliver, yes." Nathan

stroking my hair. I'm speechless.  Then what should I do? Become a barbie doll in a gorgeous storefront! I frowned. Clenching hands.

This is not my life! It's Mimi's life. Like a prisoner in a golden prison. I want to be angry and cry! But, baby, this is my choice.

Natan's love hurt me. Marrying a handsome and rich man is not a condition of happiness!

I just want to be me! Ola Nariswari! Not being Mikhayla Calista!

Would I be like this with June? Nah! June's different! He loves cats, cats are loved, let alone humans?

I was attracted to the episode a few months ago, before I married Natan.

"You're waiting for June, huh?" Natan then took out many photos measuring 4R. My hands are trembling to see it. June photos with other women.

"Who?"

"June Engagement in Bandung. If you don't believe me, now we go to Bandung." Nathan convinced.

I'm speechless. My eyes glazed.

From then on, I stopped waiting for June. Women suck! We can wait, not approach. Mba said Lila, just marry a man who loves us, because women fall in love easily. Being in love with a gray man, he easily moved his heart.

I've chosen Nathan who loves me so much. But it was Nathan who made me look stupid like this, and he thought I was as happy as he was. Being a wife, must always obey the husband?

For me, Natan's character isn't protective, but she's possessive! Possessive of the trauma of his first love's failure.

"Nathan!" call me. I saw her watching a Korean drama on her iPad. He then wiped it.

"Yes, here! Watch me!"

I shook my head, "Natan." I took a breath. "You cheated! Why can't I do what I want, while you, can do what you want?"

Nathan's eyebrows conical. He got up from the white bed. I'm gonna grab me, and then I'm gonna stay away. It's been Natan's move to defeat me. He looks surprised. This was my first time protesting after being married for 6 months.

"Whatchu mean? I don't get it, I gave it my all, I'm sorry if I had to mention it, I gave you love, a house, a car, a bike, a bike, college money, monthly, all my money, my company, all my assets, being yours, you once asked me to return to work I allowed it, back to your friends, even the money you secretly donated I gave it to you."

I'm speechless. Almost completely correct.

"I just want to protect you. Guys, I know them, they're guys. And dangerous. Especially the motorcycle gang. You asked about the kitchen? I'm, uh, just afraid you might get hurt by hot oil, and other possibilities are going to happen."

"You must be afraid of the beauty treatments I'm going through because of you, it's been a waste, huh?" jutek.

Nathan gulped, "It's not so. Besides, if I like pretty girls, there's a lot out there too."

Oh. .. I'm not beautiful? "Okay, that means if I get back in shape, it's okay, right?" I also ran without

awaiting answer.

I took off the black dress that made me feel uncomfortable wearing it. I took black jeans

and a long, red shirt with a checkered pattern. My own style of pride. I tied the hair high. Nathan looked over from behind the door.

"It's been a long time not seeing you like this. So remember the days before you had you." Nathan started again. He put his hand. "Why not wear clothes in the closet?"

"You want me to see these guys out there? Put on that shirt!" I answered firmly. Then release the grip. Nathan was silent, agreeing. It seems like she is satisfied with my answer about minimalist clothes.

"I'm going to college."

"Now? Kan, quiet week." Natan's eyebrows are shrinking.

"I can't calm down! You take it easy, yeah, at home watching drakor."

Natan shook her head, "I'm taking her!"

"No!" I then gave him a hard face. "I almost forgot how to ride the bike, when I taught you."

"But, it's dangerous out there!"

"Natan, this is an independent country, there are no tribal wars here, there are already police. Yeah, if not, let me take their teeth out of this shit." I patted her cheek. Then dexterously take the motor key. Run down the stairs by skating on the handle of lacquered wood-materialized stairs. I'm happy to do it. Once upon a time, it felt like this country was safe, after marriage, why did this country become like a ceasefire?

If I can defend myself, there is no reason for Natan to worry and protect me anymore!

I can breathe. The cool air I breathe—despite the heat, dust and exhaust fumes flying. See the traffic here and there. Ah, happy to be stuck in traffic alone. While still rummaging through my blue scoopy. I miss living in singles. Ah, miss you!

I parked the scoopy motor in a lush place, then ran small to the orens-colored room, I have long been interested in entering it, because I like the wise and brave Ip Man master. I opened the door of the room. I found a few people there, one of them greeted me, I then conveyed the intention to join the martial arts.

My eyes accidentally found him at the end of the room. Why is he here? I was so surprised. He looked at me too. I haven't seen him in half a year. He is still the same as before, and I, already belong to Nathan. Nevermind!

"Let me teach him the basic techniques." The cold voice came out from June's lips. June also rose.

"Well, you did a lot of shit, but he hasn't introduced himself yet" said Dimas. The Wing Chun martial arts senior who had just introduced himself.

I swallowed spit. June freak! She can talk? He's also a martial arts master? Cool! Then, roughly, how's his fiancee doing, huh?

June took off her proud jacket, and threw it on the chair. "We begin. Follow me!" word's cold. I was shocked, then followed the movements of the horses.

June firmly exercises the strength of the toes, the soles of the foot blades, the sides of the feet, thighs, spine, tailbone, stability, and muscle coordination.

He said this exercise has many functions, such as improving the technical flexibility of steps, so that the body is getting lighter. And there are 3 kinds of shifting horses, namely, Hang Ma in place, Hang Ma forward and backward one leg, Hang Ma change legs or Biu Ma.

This martial art is also a type of melee fighter, which combines attack and struggle.

I am satisfied with my training. Also with today. June may be the reason. I have found the happiness I miss!