Sunflowers

Wife duty

I stared at the street blankly. Now I'm in the car to my station. I'm not actually allowed to go home. However, I whined to Mark and James for my return.

What power those two men have, they won't be able to ignore me. Fortunately, my grandparents had returned to Korea this morning, so Mark and James could not dwell.

On condition that I have to go back to Mason, not to Papa's house. I've been wondering how Papa and Mama reacted when I got home.

I haven't been home for a week and there's no news. Mark said I was allowed to go to school because I was sick.

James glanced at me from the rearview mirror. "Miss, is anyone sick?" since then James has been paying more attention to me. It seems like she was traumatized for being called grandfather to Korea.

I smile. "I'm fine."

James nodded.the man remained stiff.

It didn't take me long to get to my station. The house that only I live in.

I'll call that big building home.

"Miss is home?" Greet the butler. Aunt Tin. The woman helped me out of the car.

"It's Bi." Answer's short.

Bi Tin in all black and white clothes looked at me with relief. "Thank God Miss is healthy." His word. "Miss wants to eat what I'll make whatever Miss wants."

I chuckle. "It looks like good fried rice."

Bi Tin gave his thumb. "Special fried rice will be ready soon."

I sat in the middle room. The slingshot on that big couch. This house is very comfortable, during my time in Indonesia I rarely spend the night in this house. I'd rather sleep at Papa's.

When compared to Papa's house is certainly more comfortable here. But here I am.

Agatha are you unconscious? At Papa's house you're alone too.

I smiled bitterly. Right, I'm always alone.

My life genre is very interesting.

"Lo what?"

I looked up, Mark is already standing in his school uniform. Looks like that guy just got home from school.

"Sister just got home?" Ask me still with a drop.

Mark nodded and sat down beside my head. His big hand raised my head and placed it on his thigh.

This guy really sucks.

"Why was my head moved? Mark's brother just sitting there on another couch." My protest is about to stand up. But Mark's brother's hand first pressed my forehead so as not to lift.

"Diem. Ribet lo."

I sneered ignoring Mark's brother who was cool with his phone.

Closing my eyes seemed calm. If there is no activity then it will quickly get sleepy. My phone's still on James. The man went to the back after Mark came.

"Yah!!" I screamed loudly when the rectangular object hit my forehead tightly.

Mark chuckled, taking his phone out of my head. "Sorry, my hand slipped."

"It was Mark's brother on purpose, wasn't it?" Accuse me. "Yes, right?!"

I rubbed my forehead slowly. Sapus. Mark's phone is heavy. "How am I, huh?"

"good. I prefer amnesia." Cetus Mark lightly.

"Ninteng is your mouth." My lips.

Mark blew my forehead. "The word people run out in the inflatable instantly heals." Said. "Otherwise that's cogan's cake."

"Narcissus." My lips. "Minimal came home just here."

"Lo ngusir?"

"No."

"Gue's free to get in here." Said Mark.

And that's true. My beloved grandfather gave Mark access to my house. Whenever he could enter this house.

Actually I'm still curious about Mark and grandpa's relationship. Looks like Grandpa has a lot more faith in Mark than he has in James.

"His body's good?"

I'm nodding. "It's completely healthy."

"Related?"

"CONFIDENT. WHAT IS THIS HEALTHY FOR." My spirit. I want to go back to school. "Later malem I'll be home."

Mark's forehead wrinkled. "It's coming home."

"Go home to Papa."

"No."

"Come on with it." My peek got up. "Come."

"Give me a reason why I should get you to go there?"

"I'm pretty." Color." I flickered flirtatiously at Mark. I'm honestly disgusted to do this.

Mark cleared his throat slowly. His face a little red? Did I see wrong?

"How can I prevent you from going back there?" Mark brought his face closer to me.

"Why?" Lame speech.

"Gue can't guarantee you'll be safe there." Said Mark low.

I play my fingers. "I'm safe."

Mark snorted reaching for his hand. "Gue doesn't want them to embrace you."

"They didn't hurt me brother." I smiled at Mark. "No parent hurts his child."

Mark snorted in annoyance. Ruffling her hair was frustrating. "So far who made this forehead wound?"

"The shit got." Reply quickly. Of all the many reasons somehow the fall of the got that came to my mind.

"Lo thinks I'm an easy Sata at kibulin." Said Mark.

I laughed back to remember when Sata and Lia believed that the wound was due to a fall. Actually only Sata believed, Lia still suspected disbelief.

"However, they are still my parents." I'm obviously trying to calm Mark down. I still don't understand the situation. Why Mark is always by my side.

I grabbed Mark's hand, played his finger slowly. I don't know where I got the courage to do that. Ever since I got out of the hospital, I've been a little rude to Mark. However, the guy was silent as to what I was treating him like.

Sometimes I nag but still do it.

"I didn't know I moved here because I wanted to stay with them. I'm sure one day Papa's mom will be able to accept me." I smiled at Mark. I wish it was like that too. "I don't know why Mom and Dad hate me either."

Mark breathed out slowly. Smell my head. "Tomorrow there now sleep here."

"That's big brother's wits, isn't it? Actually, I want to let you sleep." I squinted my head.

"That's one of them too." Slowly chuckling.

Look at this Mark handsome. With white skin, firm jaws, cold but dime, tall and nice body. Lucky to be Mark's wife.

That guy is also good at English. Said Mark's grandfather used to live in Canada as a child and returned to Indonesia when entering Junior High School.

"Sorry Miss, this is the fried rice ready." Bi Tin came with a tray of fried rice. "Auntie also makes the juice of Miss's favorite avocado."

My eyes shine. "Makasi Bi."

Bi Tin nodded then went back to the back. I clapped my hands. I haven't eaten fried rice in a long time. A week back I always eat porridge.

I was about to feed the fried rice, but there was a hand holding it. Take the spoon in my hand.

"Gue bribe." Said Mark. I'm still gaping. The guy immediately bribed me in silence.

Lah?

I think it's good to eat bribed, too. That was Mark's own will.

"Eat a lot to keep high."

"Did?!"

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