THE LATE IN LOVE

episode 2

"When we set our heart on one person, even if that person hurts us continuously. We'll try to keep him happy, even if we're hurt"

— Anyuna Viandra —

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I sat down while sipping a cup of original coffee with the addition of one small dice-shaped sugar in the back garden while enjoying the beauty of seeing the fish in the pond that was chasing each other.

Two days I've been here, accompanied only by three assistants who take care of this Super Magnificent Mason. They were Areka, Louis, and Bellain. Erlan's figure hasn't even been visible from her nose at all since I was escorted to this Masion. It was rather lowered in front of the gate of Masion, and I had to walk about 150 meters again.

I could only sigh, at least making my feelings a little more relieved, because it had been so tight since then, for thinking of something that I had known the answer to.

“I was too hopeful. Though this is my own decision,” muttered me while returning to sipping coffee. “Boring,” muttered me again.

Again I breathe, how not. This should be the most beautiful moment as my friends say, enjoying the honeymoon, and a trip abroad certainly with my husband. Maybe, it'll just be a dream I can't get.

I can't lie to my feelings at the bottom of my little heart. If I regret a little making this decision.

The time showed at 08.15am, I took the initiative to do the activity as before.

Carve a smile, and try hard. “I just got married, not couldn't do anything else,” my murmur excited myself. “I'll be a fool, if I keep thinking about useless things,”

I was glued to the still-decorated room. Should have worn it for the first night, at my wedding. But, in fact, it was never touched.

“Mistress,” call Bella. “Warm water is ready. I will prepare the clothes that Madam will use,” she said again while giving me the bath clothes.

I admit, I never got this kind of attention before I got married. I usually prepare all the needs of my sister. Even the name Madam feels so pleasant, even though it seems old to me who is 20 years old.

For two days here, everything was fun. I did what I loved, planted flowers, cooked, and listened to the stories of the housekeepers, which I couldn't do before when I was living with Mom and Dad. I know why they did that to me, because I'm not as smart as Brother in taking care of the company, while Dad's guests always talk about business.

The bathroom is so spacious, now it has been decorated with therapeutic aroma candles and rose petals.

I could smell the milk in the water that I was going to use in the buthtub.

“Mrs. Can I come in?” bella asked, knocking on the door.

“Iya,” answer briefly while closing the eyes to feel the sensation of pleasure relax the body.

“It was a big phone call,” said Bella gave me a phone.

“Money is big?”

I was surprised, when I heard the girl wearing the maid shirt say the word Great Mistress. I was thinking if it was Mom who wanted to ask me how I was after marriage.

“Mertua Mistress,” said Bella reminded me.

In fact, reality does not match what is expected.

“Oh, Mommy..”

Mami, the name I used to call Mother of Erlan—My own mother.

Diandra Prian, his name. Her husband? Cansio Dukrain—Erlan's father, has been dead since Erlan was a child.

I took a phone from Bella's hand.

“Ma..mi...”.

Said softly while stammering, because he was not used to it.

“Hello darling. Are you okay?”

A very warm voice sounded from across the phone. My tears were held in my eyes, there was a feeling I could not explain now running through my entire body. Unknowingly, tears were now flowing down my cheeks.

“Mrs you cry?” bella asked when she saw my tears.

“What's the matter, baby? I heard them say you were crying,”

I wiped my tears.

“I'm fine,”

“Do I hurt your feelings?”

“No Mommy. It's just, Mami was the first to ask how I was doing, and it made me happy,”

I replied in a wet raspy tone.

“They said if you were going to go to work. Are you okay with my son?”

“Iya Mami's. Erlan is a good guy,”

What I did, I lied to my own In-laws by saying that I was okay.

I just fell silent.

“I'm sorry Mami,” I said softly reflecting on my mistake for lying.

“No need to apologize,”

A voice so warm, so full of love. I could feel every word that came out of the lips of the woman I called the In-law. I was wondering, if all Moms were like that.

“I hope you can continue to be on Erlan's side,”

A sentence that ended our conversation. Meaningful sentence, if I should keep his Son.

I've been wearing the clothes that Bella had prepared earlier. The smell of Vanilla and Citrus in my body I can clearly smell. The smell I liked a long time ago.

“Mistress, I love the smell of your body. It feels so calm,” said Bella while combing my hair.

“Call me by my name, if we're just the two of you. I'm not used to being called Madam,” I said as I looked at Bella from the reflection of the mirror in front of me.

“Em. But..”

“This is an order,” I said.

I know, if he's gonna mind I told him to call me by my name.

“Alright,” answer briefly.

Bella combed me very gently, like I did to big brother first. It feels good in the comb like a princess, just be quiet and do nothing.

Brakes

The sound of a door buzz surprised me and Bella. That voice, echoed in the room where Bella and I were. I glanced towards the direction where the voice came from.

A familiar figure to me was now standing at the door. Her clothes are so messy, I recognize those clothes. It was the outfit she wore two days ago at the wedding.

I sat quietly while looking at Erlan's figure, which I find hard to describe. Between anger or dislike, or hate. Or are all those expressions fused within him.

My heart is beating again. How not, seeing her like that, makes me think she's so sexy. What really happened to me, why the bad things that were on him, made me like him even more.

Erlan was approaching me. My heart is beating so hard and not so hard.

“I want to talk to her four eyes,” said the man told Bella to come out.

I looked up to see Erlan's face that was standing in front of me. His gaze was so deep, sharp and cold, it did not take away the charm of an Erlan I had known all along. The face I used to see only from the window was now very close to me.

“Let's make a contract agreement,” he said with a very serious gaze.

Hm. He came with such a face, apparently wanting to make a pact with me.

He led me to a sofa, in front of which was a small table. Again his treatment made my heart beat.

Honestly, before marriage. I never let any man touch me.  Yep! Erlan was the first man I allowed.

He took out a paper from the direction of the table, and took out a pen located on the table. Then write a few sentences on a piece of white paper.

“I don't want to marry you, all I want to marry is your sister. But, I don't want to be ashamed, because he ran away,” Erlan said coldly. “Do you know why I want to marry your sister? Revenge,” he said again, making me so surprised that my eyeballs were round because of hearing that.

Perhaps big brother, has found out the reason Erlan wants to get married. That's why he chose to run away.

“Looks like you don't know anything. Therefore, I do not want to hurt you. Let's have this wedding as well as possible. I'm proposing some important points in this marriage. First, you will remain my legal wife, until I find your sister,”

What is so vengeful Erlan on brother, so he wants to marry brother and avenge him.

“Second, whatever happens. We must not interfere in each other's personal affairs,”

Personal business? Whatisit? There are so many secrets I don't know. Hm. Certainly is.

“Three, I need a successor,”

Will he tie me up? Or does he want to use me? Stupid time with all that. As long as he's happy, I will.

last “Point I don't need to write. No one can fall in love,”

The deg!

His words pierced the bottom of my heart deeply. He really rejected me. And, I'll just keep it all alone.

The more I knew him, the more I did not understand the figure of the man who had left me in this bridal room, carrying the piece of paper I had signed.

I held tightly to the end of the sepaha dress I was wearing. The feeling of heartache I could feel, tears flowing down my cheeks involuntarily. Soon, I wiped it off then carved a smile as if I was fine.

To be continued