Spoiled Without Love

Spoiled Without Love
Chapter 41



ADEL POV


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The morning sun rises on the eastern horizon, giving new hope to those who enjoy the day with gratitude.


The dancing trees give a typical rustic aroma in the morning. Cool, calm and peaceful.


I breathe the morning air that is still so natural as much as possible, if you can want to take it home to the Capital City where there oxygen has been mixed with pollution.


I want to be here longer, in a new place first and probably last time I visited.


But I also miss my home, miss Mbok Sari who must have missed me too.


"It's a shame to daydream." The distinctive voice of someone I least want to hear breaks my daydream.


"Stop playing dumb Fa!" I said without taking my eyes off the front.


The expanse of yellowing rice swaying in the morning breeze far ahead looks more attractive than the annoying face next to me.


Rafa is now sitting on the porch enjoying the breeze in the morning, which maybe in the future we can not enjoy anymore.


"Dell!" Call her.


"Hmm."


"I want to talk."


"Say!"


"Look here!"


"I hear with my ears not my eyes, tell me what's wrong?"


I did not want to look at him at all, at the man who had completely disappeared from my heart, not a single story remained with him.


"So soon did you forget me?" He asked, I glanced at him, he was still looking at me.


The gaze was still the same as it used to be, the gaze adoring and loving.


A gaze that did not change even though the circumstances had changed.


"Yes, that fast, as fast as you betrayed me," Rafa shouldn't have to ask that, right, he's the one who betrayed me, he's playing with fire behind me, but it's like I'm the one who got married first.


"Del, I'm sorry about that time....."


"I'm sorry." I cut her off before Rafa finished his sentence.


"Del I want you to come back to me!" He said firmly.


"Don't you crazy Fa, I'm married, how many times do I have to tell you if our story is finished!" This time I ventured to look at him, challenging his eyes. I don't want him to think there's still a beat in the chest, no! there is no more.


"I'll definitely get you back!" It seemed like this shameless man was still trying.


"Do as you please, but I remind you, whatever you're going to do is futile." I walked away from his side.


"We'll see, I'll prove it." Rafa said again before I actually entered the door of the house.


"Don't use sneaky means!" I turned around and said, a annoying grin imprinted on his face.


What else could he do other than use his strength to cheat for the sake of ambition.


"Dek, in the morning his face is already tangled, dong smile after breakfast we go home." As usual, Shanum always knew the most about the change in my expression. "What's wrong?" Ask while putting various vegetables into the pot.


"There's a crazy person." I replied originally, I just sat at the dining table seat near the kitchen, just watching Mother and Brother Shanum who were struggling to serve breakfast.


"Crazy people?" Mom was enthusiastic. "Where's Dek? Let me report Mr. RT, in this village there should be no crazy people wandering around." Looks like I thought there was a real madman.


I'm sure Shanum understands what I mean by a madman.


Unlike what I thought, Shanum just smiled and gave a shoulder as a signal that I had to explain myself. Evil indeed.


"Eh mom!" I called my mother when I hurried to leave after washing my hands first.


"You're here, I want to report to Mr. RT's house!" Mom entered the room not long after that was out again with her instant hijab.


"Mom, there's no madman, Adek's just talking." Finally, Shanum wanted to explain.


"Loh just origin to, ndak can be so Deck, later people can misunderstand, yes already I want to continue cooking then."


"Yes ma'am sorry."


"Don't repeat it."


Mother resumed her activities that had been delayed, I do not know what I was cooking, Bakwan maybe, but there are no vegetables.


Usually Mbok Sari cook thawed flour but contains vegetables, his name is bakwan he said when he first cooked for me, but I did not see any vegetables mixed into the flour dough.


"Daddy, you're not helping with the cooking?" Ask when I was arguing with what Mom was doing.


"Let's help you eat, ma'am." I answered while showing my sweetest smile.


I just smiled and shook my head at my behavior.


"Mas is home?" I asked when I felt a warm chewy thing touch my cheek. "Brand there, the smell of sweat." I said again before Mas Dev answered my question.


After the dawn prayer this morning Mas Dev along with the man who he said would be my Sister-in-law continued the activity by walking around the village.


Luckily they were not straying and were able to return home.


"Bareng yuh." Take him, he shifted the chair near me then sat down and sipped mineral water until half a bottle was left.


"I've taken a shower" I replied.


"Again" asked.


"On your own," I don't want to repeat my morning ritual in this village, the cold of which is really stabbing to death.


There is no warm water, even the bathroom there is only one near the kitchen, it is not good if you have to take a bath together, let alone miss the already dusty to the top, what if something happens, it's delicious. Upss. 🤭😁✌


I no longer hear Mas Dev's whining that asked for company, maybe he understands this at home in-laws might feel awkward too.


Brother Shanum and Mother finished serving breakfast just as Mas Devku was out of the room.


Evan and Rafa are still in the front room of the television is laying down his body again, only with a thin floor mattress.


I don't know how they were last night, those who used to sleep comfortably in a full AC room and also a soft mattress, but last night had to sleep on the floor with a thin mattress, and, only with a fan and accompanied by a mosquito hum as a lullaby.


Understandably the simple house owned by Mother there are only 2 rooms, one occupied by Mother and Brother Shanum, another one of course me and Mas Dev.


"Van breakfast first," called me to Evan who was closing his eyes, despite not falling asleep.


"Hmm." The answer is short, but it hasn't opened its eyes.


"Don't forget to invite the jaelangkung," didn't want to hear a protest from one of them I immediately passed by the dining room.


Here we are now, sitting in a circle at the table and like before Rafa and Evan back in the middle room after taking a plate of rice and his friends.


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Thank you to those who are loyal and always give support.


Thank you much-many ⚘⚘⚘