YOUNG WIFE
CHAPTER 32
...Note: Sorry I can't keep the promise to double up. Because I write somewhere else and that's hard. So I update once a day. Mianh...
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Who would not be surprised after hearing Aiman's acknowledgement of our status?
Like lightning in broad daylight, I swear Aiman's teeth are toothless!
Without babibu, I immediately pushed Aiman away from this conversation. But whatever, my energy wasn't strong enough to push him to have the athletic body of a bodybuilder he showed me the first night we lived together.
Finally..I can only muruh-misuh at him while squinting.
“You want what the hell! Again out of agreement!”
“What agreement?” aveng Aiman whispered.
“Kan I give you the conditions..don't until my status is revealed on campus!“
“Mel,” call brother Rendi who I have unconsciously made like dried emping because of the slow drying.
Unknowingly I've been staring at Rendi with a look of pity, “Kak! It's tuh –“
“You don't have to bother to clear. I already know that you are already married,” he said that makes me stricken with inner pressure.
Failing to have a secret like the artist on television.
“So you know it's been a while?”
“I came from Raline when we went to the cafe that time.”
Aiman suddenly came forward to listen, “You met Raline again?”
Kuhela breathed heavily in front of Aiman who had a high posture. If you want to know how tall I am when faced with Aiman like this, then I say my height is only up to his chin.
“Can't meet him?”
“Not that. You must have misunderstood me because of him, right?”
I didn't answer because I didn't have any answers to his allegations. Maybe it's true, if I'm this sorry, because I told you that.
“Who misunderstood? You guys fighting again?”
There was a sound outside the fence. The voice of a woman who was definitely much older than us gathered here. My gaze was immediately fixed on his mother Aiman who came along with his eldest son – Alina. Everything so greet each other is no exception Rendi who already knows her mother Raka aka Kak Alina.
“Mama here why not say?” asked Aiman while helping to bring the luggage of his mother and brother.
I also wanted to do the same, but my help was immediately rejected on the grounds of my sick condition.
“Mama is anxious because said Raka your wife is sick already two days not healed.”
“Today there is no nausea?” asked Alina while watching me from the tip of my hair to the tip of my big toe.
Kami berdua tentu melirik bingung pertanyaan kak Alina itu. Seolah ia sedang memindai penyakitku yang mungkin ada hubungannya dengan muntah-muntah.
“Eh? There is no brother. Who said I was vomiting?”
“Raka who said. She thinks you're pregnant.”
In the amit-amit baby! Look out ye Raka. Back here I chopped!
I immediately denied Raka's allegations while waving my hand. At once I also deny it to avoid the prejudice of brother Rendi who has been silent since.
“The lie is brother. Raka carelessly by the way.”
“Yah.padah mama already ngarep really add a grandson again. Brother also already misses taking a baby,” said sister Alina in a joking tone.
I gulped at the jokes of these mothers. It is not wrong for all families to hope so. My mother in Medan asked me the same question. I just didn't answer because I didn't want to.
It's my intention to enjoy youth like I wrote in the binder. Wishlist out of the country I have also written there with the hope will be done in the next few years. How could I have a baby when all those lists were waiting for me?
And again where might it happen. Because Aiman and I wouldn't have been in physical contact given that we were opposite each other.
“And that was the day we discussed, Ma. Mela can't get pregnant yet because she's still in college.”
“But if conceding is also okay anyway. Rejeki do not be rejected,” said mama while walking into the house without being asked.
Alamac. Just get more of this business.
“Mel, if that's what I say first.”
“Eh brother Rendi wait! Don't want to go in first?” ask pleasantries.
“Actually many want me to obrolin to you, but not delicious because there is a family om Aiman. On campus only if you have healed,” reply with a smile that never separated from his lips.
I nodded in response. Soon after, Rendi was alone with her head that kept bowed. He waved his hand when he was in his antique car. When the car began to drive, the wave of the hand began to move away.
I entered the house with a long breath. How can I rest if I have Aiman's family at home?
“You've eaten, Mel?”
“Udah –“
“Not brother. Mela ngeyel did not want to eat,” cut Aiman who I did not look at his face at all.
“Nih...kakak already made soto medan for you. You are his appetite.”
“Wah! I haven't eaten Soto in a long time! Thanks brother!” I say with enthusiasm.
Everyone seemed happy when I started eating. So did Aiman who took this opportunity to find face in front of his mother and brother. I know he is trying hard to show our household is fine – which when I said it was almost on the edge.
“You must be sensitive dong Man. Especially if he's alone here. Surrounding children too. If we don't pay attention to Mela, then who else?” the advice of my sister Alina that I swallowed was round in my mind like I was swallowing chicken bones into my mouth.
Because I enjoyed it too much, I ate all the cooking with greed. Then suddenly, I choked on a bone.
“Uhuk!”
“Why are you, Mel?”
My throat hurts as well as my breathing starts to falter. I punched my chest to stop choking, but to no avail. Drinking water a single pitcher, still does not make the bone out.
“Man! Aimeen! Mela why?” My mom is starting to get hysterical.
“CPR Man! Mela kayaknya,” continued brother Alina who also helped me by patting the back.
“Try cough, Mel.”
I've been doing it since, but I still can't. Since both ways did not work, Aiman stood behind me and hugged me from behind. Both of his hands were directly under my heart with one of his hands clenched.
Suddenly I started to feel awkward. This position was like being tightly embraced by him, right?
“It may hurt, but relax aja yes Mel,” Aiman message carefully.
Aiman began to tighten his hands accompanied by a stomping motion. It hurts so much because the heart is pressed with his super strong hand. Aiman continued to do so up to five times. Then soon enough, I started removing the chicken bones that made me choke like this.
Everyone was relieved that I had survived this disaster. Mama until sorted her anxious sanking chest. While sister Alina bobbles head looking at my silly behavior that eats up to have to choke. Then Aiman...why is he still wrapping his hands around my waist? Out of curiosity, I turned towards him from the right shoulder. Because of my movements, my lips accidentally met the corner of his thick and chewy lips.
I was shocked but it didn't happen to him. Aiman just kept quiet and enjoyed the short moment.
You perverted om-om! He might get a chance!
“Udah dong hug it. If you want to hug in the room only,” sindir kak Alina who turned out to have noticed.
“Tahuu nih! No shame, what?” my scolding was responded to silently by Aiman.
I quickly took off Aiman's embrace and went to the bathroom to clean myself up. I heard from inside the bathroom, sister Alina continued to tease Aiman for the accident.
