Satuku Hand Husband

Sister-in-law

Mandala did not turn her head or glance at Amadea in the slightest when saying that sentence.

"Okay, she said I was a nice, smart, pretty girl. I was obviously never praised in such a proud tone except by my father. I'm thrilled. Who is not happy? But about blessing..." Dea is deep in the liver.

Amadea is really gawking. Mandala said she didn't ask for her blessing because she would bless herself? It's ridiculous, anyway. But on the other hand Amadea feels Mandala has a strong principle about his life choices. It was as if he wanted to make it clear that no one could manage him, even his parents.

Amadea who was gawking suddenly felt Mandala cool too. Perhaps if Mandala's parents were still alive and they disagreed with Dea as a potential son-in-law, then Mandala would say the same.

Yes, getting married to a choice candidate is a personal will and cannot be regulated by others, even if it is a parent. Mandala seemed to affirm that point through her words.

Ah, Amadea remembers how her mother reacted the first time she told her she was going to marry Mandala. His mother was instantly cynical. Especially after knowing Mandala deformed his hands. More cynical when he knew Dea would resign from the office after marrying Mandala.

I don't know how many times the ears are hot because his mother always called the word defect when calling the name Mandala. He was tired of warning.

Oh, if he could have been that hard yesterday against his mother who had a lot of drama about her marriage. But good, yesterday he felt better because he could be a little firm and make his mother not wart anymore. Yes, although it must be threatened first not helped pay the debt.

Silence for a moment until Mandala turned to look at Marisa's tomb. Amadea was still listening with her mind crowded by the voices of her own heart.

"Hi, Marisa. Brother loves you very much but thank you for rarely coming to say hello through dreams. Not not not miss, but if you can not appear again in a dream because you will be sad. Brother doesn't want to forget you. I just want to erase the sad memory. All right there, yeah. Soon you will have a sister-in-law" said Mandala.

Amadea smiled as she was called sister-in-law. He could imagine Mandala loved his sister very much while she was alive. Oh, if Dea knew the dark story...

"For Papa, the company is doing well, Pa. Be calm. Papa's fear about me that will make the company go bankrupt is very wrong. The company made a lot of profit because of my hard work. Papa should be proud and not call me t**lol anymore.

And for Mama, I don't know if you want to hear me or not. But all my life Mama always thought I was evil and never made Mama proud. But I'm proud of myself for being able to survive just fine with one hand. If you're still around, you'll say I don't have a future because of disability.

I still have the same value even though both my hands and feet were amputated as well. I am also proud to have found a woman who accepts me with this circumstance. I also don't care about Mama's comments to Amadea because I know Mama always makes bad comments about whatever I choose. To me he's perfect.

That's it, we'll go home. Good bye."

Amadea was really stunned because Mandala only said that short and then took her away. Moreover, he felt a cold tone and deep emotions like a grudge as Mandala spoke to her mother's grave.

It is clear from the words implied that the relationship between Mandala and her mother was not very good. Amadea could only keep that conjecture in her heart.

No more sweet words, no flowers.

Seriously?

Just like that and then go home?

Mandala kept holding him until they got to the car.

"We're going to my house. It's only 5 kilometers from here" said Mandala.

Amadea nodded.

Without instructions, Mr. Budi immediately drove the car leaving the tomb area.

If during the journey to leave, Amadea flowered because of the sweet attitude of Mandala, now on the journey with the same car and the same person feels so different.

Honestly, Amadea was confused by Mandala's cold attitude when visiting her parents' grave.

Was he not that happy with his parents?

And the question only settles in his heart until they get to the old-style house that looks maintained even though it is no longer inhabited.

"We're here, Dea. This is my childhood home. I have a lot of secret stories here. You wanna hear?" Mandala smiled bitterly as Dea stood beside her after getting out of the car.

It's just the two of them. Sir Budi waiting in the car...

Suddenly Amadea felt her hair bristling when entering the empty house. Hawanya. And strangely now there is a sense of fear that ambushed him.

Hand held Mandala unconsciously. Mandala was silent until he pointed to a long chair beside the pool whose water was empty aka dry kerontang.

They also sit.

Silent.

Amadea felt the breeze of this cool breeze made her overheated back in the tomb suddenly cold. But the cold is strange.

I don't know why the aura of this empty house is like intimidating him.

"I am a closed person. All I know about my life and my family is Rafael Malik. After he died, I had no friends. Until I finally found you and felt like we could be more of a contract marriage relationship." Mandala's words stopped.

Dea's heart was instantly malted. More than a contract marriage? Wh-meaning?

"We can be friends to share stories with each other because I also know you have family problems. You're even open about your family, right? I think I need to open up to you, too..."

Oh, just friends... Friends share stories...

Surprisingly Amadea felt disappointed by the mention of the word 'friend.' He felt Mandala really made a wall between them so that he did not expect too much.

Maybe yesterday he was really serious when he told Dea not to fall for her.

Amadea felt her heart torn with sorrow.

"For me, family stories are private. You telling me means you believe in me. I will try to trust you too. But can you promise not to be frightened by the gloominess of my family story? You promised you wouldn't run away and cancel a marriage like Meirika, right?" Mandala asked seriously.

Amadea was a bit confused as well by this sudden question but her head seemed to have been programmed to nod in agreement to whatever Mandala said.

What was the story of his family until Mandala spoke so? Amadea felt astonished but ja save voice alias silent only.

"Okay, first I'll tell you about my mom. My family was not that famous. But on the local scene aka in this small town, everyone knows. We can be said to be distinguished because my Papa business soared until the news of our family's death entered the local newspaper.

There is no news if you search the internet. In the past the media was still limited to print, not as sophisticated as now. On the news my mother died of illness. When in fact not," said Mandala before his words stopped.

Dea began to furrow her brows and make a sound for the first time since setting foot in this haunted house.

"actually no? If it wasn't because of illness, what was it?" tanyakanya.

Mandala looked Dea deeply in the eyes and said softly, "My mother died here, Dea. In that pool. He took a sleeping pill and overdosed and jumped in there."

Amadea instantly pale. His eyes were immediately fixed towards the dry swimming pool in front of him.

It felt like I was in a horror movie scene.

"W-you mean?" tanyanya.

Mandala was immediately bowed.

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