Not a Seductress
I. r
Marsel-POV
After the morning prayer, we both decided to go back to sleep, even though I did not actually sleep again, but was contemplating how to melt Monica's heart to make peace with me, especially with her honeymoon sister.
An hour passed I did not find the right way, and my stomach began to feel hungry, because the last meal was yesterday afternoon, so I decided to go to Adinda's house.
In the morning I spend more time in the old house with Adinda, besides there are many collections of my books, also because Adinda always knows my needs are born and inner.
While being cool to enjoy a cup of warm tea with wheat bread spread peanut butter, the, I, who happened to be this morning, wanted to sit in the main living room facing directly to the house now occupied by Monica.
Instantly I widened my eyes as a car parked in the yard of Monica's house, A man who was no stranger to the eyes, finally got out of the car with a smile, my heart that saw it instantly felt hot.
How dare he come to see you this early, when I am not around. I almost ran when Monica was about to open the door. My intention suddenly came, I paused, and I ended up preferring to hide behind Aldo's car.
Intentionally, I will punish Monica if she dares to put a man in the house when I'm not around. My mind at that time.
But. surprising thing happened, Monica refused to accept guests because her husband was not at home, Wah.
My confidence was 1000x increased, I pretended as if I had just arrived when Aldo was about to turn around from behind the door, I immediately walked past him and held back the door that was about to be tightly shut.
I crossed Aldo in, embracing Monica's waist proudly.
"Dear please make a drink for our Guest". I said in a tone that I finally understood why Monica often compared my attitude when with Adinda and herself.
"Hm... Iyeah". Said Monica obediently, her face looks shy, but somehow I like it, if only every day like this.
"What do you need, so early come here". I asked to the point. While looking at the watch that shows at six o'clock in the morning past eight minutes.
"Hm, I'm coming to see you, there's an important need with Monica". He said it casually as if it was perfectly natural.
"Oh, can't you talk on the phone?". I asked, maybe my tone looks upset.
"Ehm, if I had it, I'd make sure every day I'd call Monica". He said with annoyance and shame as he showed.
Hem's? so they never communicate? what then? they keep important secrets from me.
Monica came up with a tray of warm fresh tea, put it on the table and sat down next to me.
"Ep?". Monica Dehem.
"Aldo asked to talk to you". My speech.
"Oh, what's wrong?". He looked at Aldo.
"I'd like to talk to you both, would you?". Said Aldo looking at me, who I looked back on with guts.
"May, don't be long!" my words are full of emphasis.
"Darling to wait in the tv room yah". Meanwhile Monica just nodded.
***
"What's wrong?". Monica I can still hear.
"I'd like to ask for your mobile number". He said as he thrust the flat object in front of Monica.
"For what?". Cold Monica.
"Is that brother bad, huh? until you still can't forgive Brother?". Aldo said.
"Ehem, if the person doesn't want to give, you don't have to make it". Said Marsel snatching as Aldo held Monica's hand.
"Hm, I have a morning lecture schedule, I'm staying to get ready yh". Monica said as she let go of Aldo's hand quickly.
"Hm I'm anterin yah?!". Said Aldo aloud.
"Not done". Monica said no less quickly.
"No need to bother, it has become my duty and responsibility as a husband". Said Marcel calmly.
For some reason the words of Marsel that actually make sense sound different in my ear, as if Marsel was saying that Monica is mine, and you should not bother.
As I went to get ready, I had absolutely no idea what the two grown men were talking about in the morning, which must have been my guess both of them holding back emotions, from the look of his face that was not okay.
"Monica doesn't want to give me a mobile number, so please go, we both happen to be going". Said Marcel after Monica left.
"Hm, sorry". Said Aldo with a tired face, Aldo could have gotten a mobile number Monica from others, just that Aldo did not want to do that.
