The Beautiful Cheating

The Beautiful Cheating
Meet the Past



At four o'clock in the afternoon, I entered the area of Kledung after passing Wonosobo Regency. My heart rippled to see the beautiful scenery that always managed to keep my soul at peace. The expanses of manicured green pastures, tea gardens welcome along the way, pine forests across the hill, and farmers who hold baskets (bamboo baskets) to harvest tea leaves.


I am so grateful that El Barrack, son of the owner of Orland Mart and CEO of Eye Clear Optik and his lens factory, was willing to take me to the countryside like this.


I asked El to stop at Kledung Resort to fill up the stomach. The car stopped, I got off the luxury car and walked into the restaurant with a smile that would not fade. Yeah, I'm very happy. Energy and mind drained, seemed to recover as before. Tired and tight in the chest, instant relief.


El Barrack followed in my footsteps from behind. Looks some visitors and natives staring at El full of camba, plus a luxury car shiny red seductive, complete El Barrack criteria as the perfect man as well as the dream man.


There was a jealous tremor in my heart when I saw so many women that even mothers teased El Barrack with their captivating smiles. But, there is a sense of pride and happiness when knowing El did not respond at all.


"Don't look at the unimportant. Lift up your face, look ahead, and believe in yourself" whispered El, clasping tightly to my hand. I blushed, it seemed like he was indeed the loyal type of man.


Arriving at a table directly opposite the natural atmosphere, I sat down and again enjoyed the natural atmosphere in front of me. Without the barrier glass, the cold mountain air penetrated my nasal cavity.


"Sister, are you cold in here?" I asked, glancing at the pale-looking El Barrack. It must have endured an unusual cold for him.


"No. I'm immune to this kind of air" said El, and I'm sure he's a confessor.


I was thinking of a way to reduce the cold that El Barrack was feeling. Finally, I chose to change my sitting position to be close to El. I close my body to his body even though it is only through the side. El looked at me, and she smiled softly. He grabbed me by the shoulder, and we hugged him.


"You care about me, hmmm? You're afraid I'm cold and sick, aren't you?" El pulled my nose, then landed a brief kiss on the top of my head. Luckily, the atmosphere at this restaurant is very crowded. Visitors are busy with their own business.


"Thank you" I whispered.


"For?" El raised both eyebrows.


"For everything. I love you, brother," I said honestly.


"I love you more. Hopefully, Ali will get caught soon and we can get married soon" said El Barrack, leaving my heart racing. Love can make us lose our sense and logic.


"Nuwun sewu, Mas, Ma'am. Badhe ngersakken menopause? Niki wonten the menu list, monggo was cut out," said a waiter who was suddenly in front of El.


("I'm sorry, Mom, Ma. What message do you want? Here's a menu list, please select it,")


El receives the menu book, then starts choosing the food menu. I glanced at the Waiters who were staring at El without blinking. I snorted as bad as hell. "That's tenit," I said in my heart.


"I ... rice side dish rica-rica menthok, same chrysanthemum mushroom. Drinking is the same as prospective husband," I said, deliberately emphasized in the sentence of the prospective husband.


(menthok: duck)


"Excite, Ma'am, ready. Ditung tengko sekedhap, nggih? Kulo nyuwun pamit," concluded the girl, then left our place.


(Yes, Ma'am, ready. Wait a minute, will you? Excuse me first,")


I was surprised to hear El Barrack's laughter break out after the maid left.


"People are so jealous, aren't they?" oh, so he's laughing at me.


"Why? I don't like it when I'm jealous. You like her?" sulku.


"No, Honey. Where is I? It's funny you, huh." El rattled my hair in an angry rage. While I still faithfully pursed my lips.


But suddenly, came a man I knew very well.


"The seika?! You're really Ika, right?" askinya. El suddenly faced sour and turned his face.


"Yes, I'm Seika. You're Ega, huh?" many ensure. He nodded enthusiastically, his eyes twinkled and the look in his eyes was still the same as before. "When did you work here, Ga?" ask pleasantries.


"I've been here for three months. Since Papa's company in Jakarta went bankrupt, I chose to return here. And, yes .. gini." He shrugged his shoulders.


"I'm sorry, yeah, Ga. You're patient, spirit 45, okay!" somewhat surprised to hear his parents' company went bankrupt, as far as I know he's the richest man in Temanggung. But now? The wheel is turning.


Ega, he's the guy who's been after me since I went to school in Junior High. She's a upperclassman, two years apart from me. And today, we are reunited obviously with different statuses. He is a native of Jakarta so he can speak fluent Indonesian. Usually, I speak Indonesian when I talk to him.


"Praise God. Are you more beautiful, Ka? How are you doing? And this-"


"I'm El Barrack, Seika's lover and her husband's claon" El cut quickly and firmly.