Wedding Dust's

49. Bagaskara Adewangsa

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I heard the roar of the car engine from outside the house. I'm sure it was Nadya because she told me she was going back to Jakarta too. Exactly half an hour after I bought my ticket and flew back to Jakarta.

I'm breaking myself down. I don't want to lie by pretending like this. But for now, I still feel very disappointed by the lies Nadya made, and do not want to talk to her first until my heart is calm again.

I did plan to go home and get a car, then rent a hotel two or three nights until I found a new place to stay after getting out of this house. But, Nadya kept asking and begging me not to leave the house. Even he threatened to do suicide if I forced him to leave.

I rilexkan both my eyes so as not to twitch. Although I was tired and wanted to rest, I just wanted to make sure Nadya got home safely first.

I heard the door creaking and clenching. Then before long, Nadya's scent which was still my favorite was inhaled by my nasal cavity. It became clearer, until I finally felt Nadya sitting right in front of me.

Shortly after, Nadya began to talk about her mistakes, even her feelings that surprised me instead of playing.

Want to know the one thing I kept for a long time? Since the first time I saw you?

Yep. I wanna know.

I may be a hypocritical woman, and can't keep our promise to just put our feelings down just as friends,

...

I've loved you ever since you first came to me in the park. And you never know about it. I..love you, Bagaskara Adewangsa. Don't leave me.

That sentence was so surprising to me. My eyes that I had originally forced shut, opened just like that. I saw Nadya bowed and crying alone. My heart was so full that my hand just touched the top of his head. We looked at each other, and there, for the first time we both cried without feeling ashamed or keeping our own image. We shed all our hearts. We mourn the fate of our miserable marriage. Until the crying stops on its own.

I still hugged and patted Nadya's already calm back. This beautiful woman that I love, now feels comfortable in my arms.

“You've had dinner?” I asked, breaking the silence after crying.

He shook his head, and I giggled. He must be starving by now. “You want me to make food?”

“Ngak. If you make food, I might get diarrhea.”

I laughed at Nadya's taunts. There is no heartache, there I feel happy because Nadya has returned to being the Nadya I know. Judes asked for mercy.

“Gofood yuk!” ask me, maybe he agreed to buy fast food.

Nadya let go of her embrace, and saw the condition of my chest that was wet from her tears. “Sorry, your clothes got wet all.”

I hugged him again. All the weight in my chest seemed to have been lost to the wind. I felt like I was the one who had just felt what true love meant. ”Nothing, baby. Whenever you want to cry here, don't hesitate. Just cry, this place is special for you.”

Instead of being moved, Nadya patted my chest and got up. I saw her eyes so big that they almost closed all those inches of her vision. “Beauty once.”

“I know. I was beautiful before too. The only people who see and say I'm that jutek, myopic.”

I couldn't help but laugh, and realized that my eyes were swollen like Nadya's.

“Iya. They are myopic.” chirps make Nadya's face red. Beautiful, don't ask. She is the most beautiful woman, after my mother.

Nadya lowered her legs and was about to pass. “Where are you?” I asked him to know while preventing him from leaving by pulling his arm slowly.

“Coffee. You haven't eaten either, have you?”

I nodded with the lips that I had bitten at the end. My stomach was completely empty and it was almost rumbling from hunger. Have not eaten since leaving from Jakarta to Surabaya, and from Surabaya back to Jakarta again. Great right?

“Luckily you didn't faint on the plane.”

“I got a nice Snack there, Nad.”

“Ya. What to eat, let me masakin.”

Without thinking I asked Nadya to make a meal that was quickly finished and not complicated. It's already night.

“Mie instant only. Love eggs with vegetables.”

“It's already night. Not good eat—”

“Then gofood aja.” threatened me to make Nadya lose terribly and obey my will. He made two servings of instant noodles complete with vegetables and eggs, then took them to the dinner table.

Awkward, but I tried to neutralize the situation by talking to her. Whatever, we're all talking about, except for one problem that made us like this. Hansel. I need to talk to that guy.

The next day, there was still some leave for me and Nadya.

This morning was so warm. Waking up from sleep, I saw Nadya who was busy in the kitchen preparing food. As for me, go to the laundry room to see if the clothes have been put in the washing machine or not. If not, I'll be in charge of doing that.

Apparently not.

After that, I went back in and stood leaning against the pantry while looking at Nadya's flexibility when cooking. Of course after I do my job washing clothes.

The fragrant aroma of sauteed spices, instantly made my imagination about good food flashed and made my stomach feel sore to want to be filled immediately.

“Eh, already awake?” nadya asked while stirring the seasoning stir in the frying pan. I noticed that the evidence of our serious conversation last night was still left on Nadya's face, her eyes still looked so clear. But it does not reduce the level of beauty Nadya.

“Eumm. Just aja.”

“Udah Sho—”

“Udah dear ku.” sahutku fast response Nadya.

“Back sleeping again. Later when it's done cooking, I wake up for breakfast.”

“Ngak ah. Again nyuci also.”

Nadya turned her head with her distinctive flat expression. “Let me continue. You take a shower or something,”

I even folded my arms in front of my chest. “At nih?”

“No, Gas. Your body is big,” replied Nadya while walking towards the pantry to take something from there. “So full-filled kitchen. Tuh, right. Move gih!”

I laughed without a sound. This is the sarcastic Nadya I like. He will not hesitate to speak honestly if he does not like or disagree with something.

Following the order of the queen of the house, I moved aside a few centi from the pantry door, and noticed Nadya picking something in there.

“What cooking?” ask pleasantries.

“Rendang.”

I'm nodding. Nadya's rendang is very good. He's good at making spices and tastes, very tasty.

“I also want to make yellow rice, you want?”

“Ya want to.”

Nadya glanced at me, then closed the aluminum door while carrying a saffron finger in her hand. “You it. What don't you eat anyway, Gas?”

Leaning the right side of my body against the pantry door once again, I answered Nadya's question. “Finally, your cooking is delicious. I don't want to miss it by buying food outside.”

Nadya shook her head with a face full of smiles and reddened ears. She's embarrassed.

“Say there is a wish. Pake muji-muji my food all.”

This is the kind of interaction I miss. Although it sounds like an argument, but believe me, we are just having a normal conversation. That's how we are, different from everyone else.

Last night, I asked Nadya not to hide anything because we wanted to start everything from scratch. So, I also have to be open, talking about what I want to do today is the first step.

“Nad,”

“Hemm.” answers to light wheezing while tasting the sauce from the frying pan that looks explosive.

“I no need this afternoon.”

“Need what? To the place of Letto?”

I was silent for a moment to think again to say the purpose of asking for permission to say it or not.

“Ngak.”

“Then?”

I take a breath out of my nose to get my lungs working properly. My heart was pounding a little and almost doubted my intention to leave this afternoon.

“What, Gas? Where are you going?” tanya Nadya repeated with another more specific question sentence.

“I,” I paused and convinced myself not to get too emotional when I mentioned the name. “—I want to see Hansel, and talk a lot with him.” [].

^^^to be continue.^^^