Nariswari - Toll Road to Love

Jun's Tangled Jacket

                                                   

"Where are you from? Same who? Kan, it's raining!" Natan looked so worried about spewing out questions after I opened the door. Face's worried. He's standing right there. I swallowed spit. Remembering the incident. My meeting was accidentally with June. It's going to be a time bomb!

I approached him too. Pinched her cheek and swept her hair like stroking a kitten. I smile. The usual moves he made to tear me down.

He also stopped fussing. And enjoy it enough. I promise once I'm a martial arts pro, everything will be fine. Patience Nathan!

"Natan, you didn't forget, did you? In the past, I could do work even to put a padlock, climb a fence, paint a wall, install a lamp, even lift a gallon when Mr Surip and Bu Lastri were not there?" I lifted Natan's face. I just wanted to say. I am not weak! And not the women who should

protected for 24 hours until he has no life but to be with her.

Natan nodded, "Yes, you taught me so much that only Mr. Surip can do." Nathan was silent. "Do what you want to do."

"Well, yeayyy!" I called out to pull Natan's cheek. Then Natan's eye glanced at the crumpled black jacket I was wearing, she just noticed. Idiotically. I also forgot. And, he just kept quiet. Apparently, he refrained from asking her the look of her face that had instantly changed. Die me!

***

June bizarre. He changed!

There was a new energy in my life when June came back. He became a senior who taught me martial arts. And he's different! Disappear and change. It gets warmer.

"Nariswari, you've changed!"

"Aah?"

"I barely recognize you." Jun glanced at me while practicing his nurse. The movement of his hands shrewd nan relaxed but rather gurgling, also the rotation of his body. He looks cool doing it.

I then held my cheek. I'm changing, is it because of the beauty treatments I've been doing all this time?

"You've lost your sense of humor."

"Huh?" I'm shocked.

"You used to like to joke." June commented.

I'm silent. The light of my eyes changed. I almost forgot how to laugh and make jokes. Is it because I changed into Mimi? Me? Nathan's escape?

June smiled stiffly. Makes me feel healed. He picked up his black bag and took out the package from inside his bag. And gave it to me.

"Crocodile bread?!"

June nodded.

I laughed softly. Why just now? I gave him a code. But, he doesn't understand!

I also took a breath. Bravely asked, "How's your fiancee doing in Bandung?"

June surprise. Am I wrong? What was?

"What?!"

"Your engagement?"

Jun shook his head in surprise, "I have no one."

I also told you the details of the June photos. June understood. His sight became colder.

"Natan succeeded."

"successfully?

Ms..ha...sil? "Lied me?"

June nodded stiffly. I'm setting my breath. Can't believe. So far has Nathan done it? He's nuts!

"So... you don't have—“.

June nodded. I'm holding my head. Baffled. I don't know what this feeling is? Regretted? Be happy? Getting angry? Saddened? It's hard to translate. I was so disappointed in Nathan!

***

I met Nathan in the room. His eyes looked like they were forcing me to explain what I had done. And I just kept quiet. Until he asks, I will unmask him. If he had been lying all this time! I will repay you!

Through midnight, I secretly found Natan checking the contents of my bag, book, phone, even the clothes I was wearing earlier.

And I'm still pretending to sleep. I could hear her slow steps. He came over and fixed my blanket.

***

"It!" June gave me a thick book.

"What's this?"

"Physics book" he answered briefly.

"For what?"

"To hit a criminal. It's a good defense."

"You're scary too" I said, then laughed crisply.

"This you can test with Nathan."

"Hey, he's my husband!" myrag.

June doesn't seem to like my words. He changed the topic. "Ging Freecss ...."

"Huh? Whahuh? What'sthat?"

"Ging Freecs. My name is when I trained you. You can know."

"Jin ifrit?" tanyaku.

June turned. Smiling stiff. Then it says, "G-i-n-g F-r-e-e-c-s-s." She's staring. "You coming with me?"

"Where?"

"To a place where you can be happy," he replied flatly.

I stepped forward, then stopped. What have I done? I'm, right, a wife? What can?

June has built the bike. This is the first time he's allowed someone to ride on his bike. And that's me?

I'm moving too. But, then shake. Nathan is waiting for me. I could have retorted because of his lies. But I still appreciate him as a husband. Dan—

June pulled me. I didn't realize I was with him on his black-thunder bike. He immediately gas-turfed. Then I held on. He's like a motorcycle boy!

We arrived at Brown Canyon after traversing the steep descent roads, the village with the cobblestone streets, and many other green spaces. But, in this area alone. The open space was full of brownish-colored soil.

At dusk, Brown Canyon is more beautiful, said June like the Grand Canyon in the United States, because the hills become steep cliffs. Brown canyon is also formed from former land mining in Meteseh.

I also took a breath. Looking at the exotic cliffs in front of me. Exploitation of nature for development. How do architects come up with a solution to this? Heavy taste!

***

The dilemma....

If I could tell you the truth, I'd be happy with June, even though she's weird, she's funny, and she's antique. With him there is no pressure. I can be what I am, and there is no past. Is this what you call a batman trap? The devil's trap?

I was nervous opening the door. I found Nathan up ahead. He immediately grabbed me.

"I miss you" he whispered. I'm usually allergic to romantic scenes. Let it. I regret. I feel guilty....

"Teach me to be independent" he asked.

"What?"

"Yes, doing everything I can't do. Like lifting gallons, installing light bulbs, washing clothes, mopping, cooking, mountain climbing, drawing, carrying a sack of durian, yes, you can do it all."

"That's really?" aska interested. Why so suddenly?

"Yes seriously. I want to be independent, not spoiled, reliable."

I laughed satisfied. This is a new thing. So today I started teaching Nathan to be me. The old me. And he's so lousy!

I flicked his hand for breaking the plate. Not to mention there is a scene of fingers pierced by broken glass, Natan who is disgusted to drain the mop water, he is so afraid to install the lamp, or his feet hit by the gallon, his hands hit by hot oil, how not, how not, it's like frying water. Today he was battered. Till next. He's still fighting. This makes me forget about June.

I glanced at the sleeping Natan. He's been working hard. I smile.

And my time was again taken by Nathan. Even before I finished my training.