Sweet Story In Spring, Trouvaille
S2 - a secret
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"Why did I forget the examination schedule? But, I'm glad Mickey remembers today. My decision is right, right? I cannot suspect my own husband. He loves me anyway." Joelin stepped casually towards the sammbil room muttering inwardly.
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Mickey held Joelin's hand while holding Lucy in his other hand. The man is currently accompanying his wife and son to see a doctor.
"Joelin?" a woman standing at one point of the hospital corridor looked at the family meaningfully.
"Ah, I really want nyapa loe. But, how can I do it." While stroking his stomach which now bulges the woman monologue without throwing his gaze from the Joelin family.
Smooth movements teasing his stomach, the kick and movement of the baby is now increasingly felt.
"Loe was very lucky Joe, got love from your husband" she said softly before deciding to move away from there.
Joelin's happy smile, Mickey's gentle gaze, and the cute little baby on the man's lap became a beautiful sight that scratched his heart.
"Gue just found out that Joelin's pregnant again. Surely the experience of cravings like that funny-funny kayak in novels." A smile rose on the lips of Amel who was rushing out of the hospital while busy thinking about Joelin.
"It's so different for me.." As soon as the girl's smile disappeared, she yawned somewhere.leaving the hospital building, Amel got into the car and was lost in thought.
🌹🌹🌹Flashback On 🌹🌹🌹
"Amelite... Mel... baby, wake up son." a woman patted Amel's cheek who is now sleeping on his bed.
"mmm..." Slowly Amel's eyes opened.
"You wake up, kid, keep eating breakfast. Mami lives awhile, there is arisan." said the woman wrapped in socialite appearance.
"You what is this? Ah... I want to vomit." Amel's mind was staring at the woman.
"You are, invited to talk to the parents even just be quiet. Mom go yes, don't forget breakfast. Your vitamins are also taken, son." said the woman again.
"Yes mi." Amel answered quickly struggling to hold his stomach which now wants to be spewed.
As the woman left her room, Amel immediately vomited out all of her entrails in the bathroom.
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Amel stared at the image now reflected by the mirror. His stomach had not yet bulged, yet his body looked even denser. Not forgetting that the girl was observing her now pale face.
"Where are you going, son? How neat?" ask the woman she calls Mommy.
"Today Amel was staying at Mama ya Mi's house, please." pinta Amel with a pleading face.
"Yes, take good care of yourself. If there's anything, just call Clara's mom." said while putting a hand near her ear to make a gesture call.
"Ready Mi." said Amel while smiling at the woman.
Mami Clara is the mother of the man who has impregnated Amel. Although the marriage did not bind them, Clara's mother was responsible for bringing Amel to her home. And introduced Amel as his son's wife to the man in their compound.
Amel's own parents' house, only 3 houses from the residence of Mami Clara. So Amel and the father of his son were neighbors. But now that the man was somewhere, Amel did not know and did not want to know. Ever since the man refused to accept him and his son, for Amel the man had vanished in the earth.
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Unlike the usual day, now Amel was in the residence of his parents. And was hanging out squatting in front of the open refrigerator door. While chewing kedondong fruit that has been cut into small pieces and mixed with slices of cayenne pepper.
"Gosh, it feels so different the same way. My whole." Amel nagged in his heart while chewing on that spicy sour muddle.
"It's a good thing you have a refrigerator, it can help lower the heat in my heart. Gini is adem..." It turned out that Amel really enjoyed the cold temperature that flowed from the refrigerator.
"AMEL!!!!???.... WHY YOU??" Miss Dewi, the mother of Amel was stunned to see her son who now looks as if he was swallowed by the refrigerator.
"Hi Ma.." replied Amel casually.
"Eat what, son? Duh.. You are-there is a deh." The mother could only shake with anxiety when she saw the contents of the fruit box in Amel's hands.
The question was answered only with the head of the mother.
"Well, Daddy wants to come out, you want to nitip something?"
Without moving from his initial position Amel answered casually, may ma.. "Bakso mas ujang ya." the girl called the name of the meatball seller who always hits not far from the area of their housing complex.
"OK.." the mother passed by leaving Amel.
"Actually he wants a meatball made by him. Ah b*doh, why do I want something from him? Amit-amit bye." Amel rambled along with the shadow of a male figure now flashed across his mind.
"Uh... Amelite.. Loe don't want him anymore. That guy's been lost in the earth. Lupain Mel. lupain." The girl shook her head while tapping the eel with one of her fists.
At the same time, when both parents returned together with meatballs ordered by Amel the girl was immediately welcomed with a face of sumringah.
Without further ado, Amel devoured meatballs at the dinner table. At the first mouthful, suddenly, Amel felt a tightness in his heart. There was sadness. The girl finally enjoyed the meatballs accompanied by tears.
"You crying?" asked Mama Dewi who suddenly appeared in the kitchen.
"No Ma. Amel pesepesan ma... shhhh.." said Amel lying.
"Oh...so?? yaudah, throw away the child if it is spicy." suggested Mama Dewi while taking a glass of water from the dispenser.
"But Amel likes ma." he replied lying.
"Just like, it's up to you." Mama Dewi passed by, it seemed like the woman was returning to the living room.
The following days of Amel's cravings, always befriending tears. Whenever she wanted to eat something or do something, Amel tried to fulfill her own desires. Unfortunately, there was one thing he could not do.
He wanted everything that came from that man. The man-made fried rice, the man's cooking balado sauce, the young mango picked directly by the man, and many wishes that must be done by the father of his child.
Of the many cravings that Amel went through, none were granted. Let the story of cravings be a big secret that he will always remember later on.
🌹🌹🌹Flash back off 🌹🌹🌹
"Non Amel, we've arrived home." a voice pulled Amel back from a long daydream.
"eh.." the girl's gaze circulated out through the window of the car.
"Please sir" he replied to the driver as he rushed down.
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Meanwhile, elsewhere, the two-man CEO's room was looking at each other with a cold gaze.
"What's your real problem? Doing things like this can't be, huh?" the man threw the paper in his hand until it splashed on the floor.
"Mas.." said the woman. She did not expect to get this kind of treatment from her husband.
"Mass? Who are you calling mas? Here I am your boss." the man said ketus.
"Yes the boss, yes, but it's just the wrong date. It can be repeated, right?" not to be outdone, while returning the husband's cold gaze he answered the sarcasm.
"Aluna, this is an important contract. And you should be aware of how void the date error is on the contract. Fortunately, there was no sign there. If you can't work any better, you just stop."
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Aluna chose to be silent, not wanting to answer the evil words of the husband who had clearly hurt her feelings.
"You think, which secretary would act as reckless as you? Never mind, just stay home from tomorrow. Let me find a new secretary."
"Boss looking for a new secretary? Which is prettier, sexy and bohay???? Oh.. please." replied Aluna ketus before turning her body and out of the man's room.
"Luna..."
Regardless of the husband's call, she slammed the door of Ceo's room and returned to her desk.
Goedan pinched his forehead with a finger. Not because she wants to find a beautiful and sexy secretary let alone bohai, but the problem is that Aluna is a little careless at work.
......to be continued....
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