Satuku Hand Husband

Suddenly Doubtful

Ms. Lulu watches over the waiters who are on special duty for kitchen affairs and helps the chef. They were cleaning up the dishes at the dinner table.

Amadea Kasea looked at them with a limp look. Bu Lulu stood beside him in confusion.

"If you haven't come home at this time, we usually have all the dishes. His orders. Unless he leaves a special message for the chef to stand by making a special menu when he's late for home." Ms. Lulu explained without being asked.

Amadea just nodded her head in understanding. Though all the things in this house are beyond his reason as an ordinary person. Where would anyone have a personal chef in his house if not the most money guy?

Not enough of that. Amadea idly checked one of the bags on the walking closet that Vina took care of and found the price was unreasonable. The price is even more expensive than the exchange rate of this contract marriage on its debt.

Yes, it is true. 250 million more the price of one branded bag made in France. Equivalent debt, even more. And that's just the value of one item of the bag. Not yet another bag, watches, jewelry, shoes, and more that Vina prepared for her on the orders of Mandala.

Amadea stared at the last plate being transported in a special trolley of sorts while eating at the hotel. Now the luxurious dining table in front of him was empty.

"Sir Mandala used to come home late like this, huh? Anyways?" Amadea asked Bu Lulu who was standing next to her.

Bu Lulu shook her head. "Not often either. But usually when he comes home late he will say. Mr. Mandala is a very organized and timely man."

Amadea nodded. "Yes, I know about that."

Bu Lulu who knows that Amadea was once Mandala's secretary also nodded. Honestly, he salutes because young and innocent girls like Dea want to marry a grown man whose attitude is sometimes immature.

Did this girl marry Mr. Mandala because of his wealth? Or what? Honestly, ever since I was told that Dea would be staying here before their wedding day, Ms. Lulu's mind was wondering about this.

But Miss Lulu is a self-knowing person. He was silent about all the things that happened in the Barata family. He guards every disgrace and occurrence in this family like his own family.

As a person who has long been with the Barata family, Bu Lulu knows very well the dark story of this family. Even until a few years ago when senior Barata aka papa Mandala died of illness, Bu Lulu also became a living witness.

He witnesses how Mandala did not shed a drop when the rich businessman died. He knows how hard Mandalas grow up. His father had unknowingly made him a living monster.

"Mom Dea still waiting here?" Finally after a few minutes of silence, Ms. Lulu asked.

Amadea stared at the empty dining table and shook her head. This house still feels foreign. He just thought about the proverb 'various birds in a golden cage' is real.

Amadea misses her home. A simple warm house left by his late father. Ah, but imagining Om Alik in the house made Amadea's anger flare up again.

"I just want to walk in the back. In garden. I dare not call Mas Mandala. He must be very busy. I don't want to bother him." Amadea then moved from the dining table followed by Bu Lulu who somehow felt the need to deliver.

***

At the same time, in a different place.

While in the garden of Amadea's house was looking at the moon in the clear night sky, Mandala was also looking at the same moon from behind the window of her car that drove on the street.

Apparently, nightmares about her mother bother her again. He always felt disturbed every bad memory that came.

He tried to shift his mind by thinking about Amadea.

Ah, it must be. Mandala answered her own question in heart.

"Kok he can guess I have a severe trauma that made me become like this?" Mandala looked consciously muttering. This is something he rarely does.

Pak Budi until glanced several times through the middle rearview of the car. He thought that his boss who was usually cold and serious was talking to him, but he was not. Mandala Barata was muttering to herself.

"The boy is sincere and innocent. Dea, Dea. He did not even ask for more money to exchange the marriage contract. He only asked for the same value as his mother's debt. It was different with Meirika who was asking for a little money.

Should I tell her all of my dark family's past? Ah, maybe he'll be scared. It's too dark for normal humans to digest. The Barata family keeps a dark secret. All that is seen in public is his skin. It's also fake."

This time Mandala said in her heart. Suddenly this thought boils down to a plan.

Mandala suddenly sat up straight and spoke to Mr. Budi who was focusing on driving.

"Sir, Budi. Please contact my parents' tomb manager. I want to go there tomorrow with my future wife. I'm sure it's been tidied up but checked again. You take care of it, yes." Mandala.

"Good, sir." Mr. Budi answered.

The house is just a few minutes away. Mandala again leaned her body on the seat of her car casually. His hand was palpating his amputation scar that was about to recover. Eyes closed.

"Papa Sama don't know if my hand lives one now?" He said in his heart as if his parents, whom he hated, could hear him.

Mandala closed her eyes. His position was like he was hugging himself with his right hand hugging his left shoulder.

"Meirika doesn't even know about my family. He only knew about my papa from the news on the internet. Thankfully I haven't told you everything. But I think Dea should know about this. He must understand.

He should know my mama, my papa, and Marisa..."

Mandala still closed her eyes and smiled involuntarily as soon as the bad memory in her head disappeared and now the sweet smile of Dea tang was reflected there.

Mandala recalled those funny memories and her mood miraculously improved. He remembered Amadea's innocent face closing her eyes as soon as her face approached him.

Mandala remembers that Amadea said she had never even had a boyfriend. It's appropriate that his hands sweat cold during the pre-wedding photo yesterday.

Mandala thought could he be the first man to hold Dea's hand? And the innocent girl's holy lips... Ah, Mandala is sure Amadea was the first time she touched her thin lips in the skin of a man.

Suddenly his smile was attracted as soon as his mind led to something else. What if Amadea thinks he and his family are disgusting after knowing the dark story? What if he's scared?

Then Mandala remembered Dea's shocked expression as she explained the gossip of the forbidden relationship between her and Rafael was not true. Just like that Dea was shocked. What if I heard something more serious?

Mandala suddenly hesitated.

Should he tell Dea about Marisa? Or did he keep a meeting about it?

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