DISTURBING NEIGHBORS
73. I wish that

Cean glanced at Neska who now seemed to throw a glance in the opposite direction because the woman who was now greeting Cean was getting closer to their table because what he said turned out to be really Cean.

"How are you, Cean?"

Inevitably Cean answered also the greeting of the woman who was none other than Wenda, her former lover who was the last before she had a relationship with Neska.

"As you can see, I'm healthy and well" Cean replied.

Wenda glanced at the girl sitting at Cean's side, she was like she had seen the girl. His face is so familiar.

"He ... who's the model and the star of the ad, right?"

Thankfully Wenda remembers that Neska was a model, not Neska the high school boy she had met near the old Apartment that had become Cean's residence.

"Hm, yeah." Cean answered briefly.

"You have a relationship?" Wenda asked with astonished linked eyebrows.

Cean immediately clasped Neska's hand. "We're getting married soon" he replied calmly.

Wenda nodded with a thin smile. "Well, congratulations, yes," he said. I don't know if it's real or just a small talk. "You look better now" Wenda continued with a gaze that scanned Cean's appearance.

"Thanks," said Cean again lightly and did not want to reply to ask anything about Wenda. He chose to be ordinary, not showing hospitality, so that Wenda would leave immediately. Cean knew Neska didn't like this accidental meeting.

Unfortunately, the woman still wanted to be there. Wenda now glanced at the appearance of Neska who also looked classy.

"It's a pity that you went bankrupt, if there's no way that we're still the same until now." Wenda blatantly expressed his heart that seemed to insult Cean, also showed his true identity that is not accepting the life of Cean who fell bankrupt.

"I? Bankrupt?" Cean smiled faintly, he wanted to lure Wenda, even though he had no interest in serving the woman.

"Yes, you were broke, so I can't stay with you for long."

See? Wenda admitted himself if he could not join Cean again because of Cean's condition. So, what Wenda had shown at the beginning of Cean claimed to be broke and living in the old Apartment was just camouflage. He didn't really accept Cean's condition at the time. At first, Wenda did seem to accept because he followed his feelings that liked Cean, it's just that he can't last much longer because for him love alone is not enough if Cean is just a young man who has fallen bankrupt and become poor.

"That's why you cheated on Jasper, right?" Cean asked, but simultaneously guessed right at the point.

Wenda just smiled cynically at Cean's words.

Cean and Neska's food order finally came delivered by the waiter.

"okay, Wen. I think we should eat first. You can go now." Cean banished Wenda blatantly, making Wenda gawk at her.

"Broast you, Cean! I forgot I was so happy with me!" his lips.

Neska clucked her tongue, she could no longer bear to not make a sound. He's entitled, right? Here he is Cean's partner.

"Maybe Sister Cean was the same as you. But you said that yourself first. FIRST!" Neska emphasized her last word.

Wenda grinned while shaking his head, he seemed undaunted by Neska's words.

While Cean, he was afraid that Neska would raise her voice like this. Cean doesn't want this to affect him later. The meeting with Wenda was not intentional by him. He did not want Neska to be snooping on him.

"Yes, deh. May you guys take it." This time Wenda said cold and cynical. "Remember, hopefully! Because Cean's character can't be the same as a girl!" he added and passed away from there.

Neska let out a long sigh, her appetite seemed lost somewhere.

"Well, let's eat, hmm?" Cean offered Neska as if nothing had ever happened there.

Neska looked at Cean with a careless look.

Cean closed his eyes briefly, sure enough Neska became angry at him because of an unexpected encounter with Wenda.

"Sorry, yeah. You must be badmood because of Wenda."

"Are we going to be like this again, brother?"

"How is this?" ask Cean not understand.

"We're going everywhere, meeting the ranks of former brothers."

Instead of taking Neska's words seriously, Cean chuckles at her.

"Yes, how else. I can't change my bad past, honey."

Neska rolled her eyeballs. If only Cean was not a man who was stamped playboy, surely they do not need to often meet with ex-Bean lovers whose number Neska does not want to know.

"Well, now we eat."Cean began to pick up the spoon and prepare to eat. He still saw Neska silent at last he took the initiative to feed the girl.

At first Neska refused, but then resigned as Cean continued to urge her to eat from the man's feed.

"I'm sorry yes. But I've changed a lot because of you. Losing you a few years, away from you also made me realize that I had to change. For your sake."

Neska could only answer Cean with a nod and then they continued their meal.

...***...

Cean and Neska's wedding party will finally take place in a moment. The day that awaited has arrived. Where Cean will pronounce the sacred pledge of marriage.

Neska wore a very graceful bridal outfit wrapped around her tiny body. He also wore a tiara like a small crown on his head. Neska looked beautiful with simple make-up polished to her face.

"Geez, your mother's daughter-in-law is beautiful."

Mama Yara greeted Neska who still looked dressed in front of a large mirror installed in the girl's room in the residence of Cean's parents.

"Thank you, Ma." Neska had indeed called Mama Yara 'mama' on the basis of the middle-aged woman's request.

"Everything is ready downstairs. Cean was there too. We're going down now, yuk!"

Neska nodded. "Wait for Sheila first, Ma. He sent a message, he said he wanted to nyampek," he explained.

"Oh, okay, man. Mama just wait here."

Mama Yara sat down, watching Neska who was also finished with a wedding fairy there.

"You're nervous, huh?" Mama Yara started questioning Neska now.

"Yes, Ma. Very." Very."

"You pray, may Cean be able to imbue Qabul without any significant hindrance."

"Yes, but Neska's still scared, Ma."

"Tell me Mama, what are you afraid of?"

"Come, Ma. Neska is scared. One of them was afraid that Kak Cean mispronounced her name," Neska's joke made Mama Yara laugh.

"Relatedly and confidently, Cean would not be misnamed. People who sleep just call it your name, let alone unconscious."

Neska laughed. Sometimes Mama Yara was often joking but this time she said there was a point because Neska had also heard Cean fall asleep while calling her name. At that time, Cean fell asleep in the tv room after waiting for Neska who was shopping with Mama Yara.

"Hi, Aunt, Hi Neska. Sorry, it was a while ago, it was pretty jammed." Apparently the girl he was waiting for had already arrived. Sheila was there, she looked beautiful in a simple nude dress.

"Yes, it's okay, Sheil. The show hasn't started yet." Mama Yara responded.

"Why hasn't it come down yet, anyway?" ask Sheila. "It looks like under the rame, I thought you were downstairs, it turns out Grey says you're still in Aunt Yara's room too."

"Yes, I was waiting for you. Come down with you too."

"Huu, I'm so moved by the wait." Sheila hugged Neska from afar.

"Yes, I'm waiting for you because you want to ask for help to hold the tail of the wedding dress," ledek Neska who is actually not serious.

Sheila immediately throttled. "Geez, when I was touched" said he who now pretended to cry by wiping away the tears that were not there.

Mama Yara laughed at the intimacy of Sheila and Neska there. He also remembered his best friend.

"Yes, now we go down yuk. Everyone must have been waiting for you."

Mama Yara led Neska out of the room slowly, as her wedding dress was dangling to the floor.

"Good fun being a bride." Mama Yara peeped at Neska's cheeks left and right. "Hopefully you can be a good wife to Cean, yes, son. Mama also hopes Cean can be a good husband for you, Mama wants you to last and can face various circumstances and tests in marriage," he explained.

Neska felt very moved, however Mama Yara acted as if she was her real mother here.

"Aamiinu. Thanks a lot, Ma. Always pray well for all of us yes, Ma."

Two different women of that generation embraced, witnessed Sheila and a wedding fairy who was still there.

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