Handsome Chef Heart Enthusiasts
Chapter XXXVII (Adeena Sasikirana Arundati)

2019.

Today is a special day for me because Mas Agus brought to his hometown. Pelaihari South Kalimantan. His house is smaller than his house in Yogyakarta. However, around this house is very beautiful surrounded by trees and flowers. Without AC or fan, stay cool. Can't wait to stay here permanently.

Her mother appeared with an angel tea. He put it on the guest table. "Let's drink first. Tired of long journeys."

I drink pretty. Calem. No hurry and run out. I put the glass back on the guest table.

"Where is Adeena's real son?"

Prospective in-laws start to kepo. My heart is beating fast. I rubbed both his hands. This is what I do when I'm groggy. I swear, facing the same in-laws is like dealing with an exam supervisor.

"Hand, Mom."

"Then, where did you meet Agus?"

"On Yogya TV. I went to college and work in Yogya."

"Oh."

We kept quiet with each other. I want it not to taste good first. 

"Oh yes, I think Adeena is tired of needing a break first. Is the room ready?"

"Let's take Adeena's rest first. We've cleaned up the room."

Alhamdulillah, Mas Agus saved me from the clumsiness of haqiqi. .

"Thank you, Mom."

Finally I was escorted to the same room Mas Agus. It turns out on the second floor. On the way I asked something to Mas Agus. 

"Mas, there's only Mom in this house, right?"

"There are two more brothers. Both are married. Well, that nemenin Mama in this house Second Sister.  They're coming tonight."

Facing his mother is already clumsy let alone facing his two sisters who are girls?

***

Sure enough, when I woke up I already found her two brothers in the kitchen. They cooked with their mother. As a prospective daughter-in-law, I want to help not be considered lazy.

"Mom, Brother, how can I help you?"

"No need. It's over again" said his bespectacled brother. I don't know what number he is.

"really it. Wait for Agus outside. You don't know Banjar cuisine either, do you?" sahut.

"Where did Mas Agus go, Mom."

"To garden. Take a lombok or vegetable what that is," said his brother who is rather fat.

Whether I feel it or not, I feel like they don't like me. Their tone is slurred. As a sensitive person, I am self-conscious. I'm covering from the kitchen.

***

This cold night I saw Mas Agus again burning garbage. Her mother and two brothers entered the room. I sit on the terrace. Maybe this is the right time to talk to Mas Agus.

"Mas, I want to talk to you."

Agus sat next to me. "Samely. I want to talk to you as well. But you're the one who talked first."

"Mas, whether it's my feelings or anything, I feel like they don't like me. How am I supposed to? Did I go home?"

Mas Agus bowed. "I'm sorry Adeena if my mother and sister's attitude makes you uncomfortable. Actually, this is what I want to talk about with you. It seems our relationship cannot continue. Mama wants to have a real Kalsel's daughter-in-law."

Jamb. I hope Mas Agus' answer will keep me or at least give me a solution so that I can be liked by his family. But reality is just the opposite. 

The clear grain falls by itself from the eye peluhan. I can't speak anymore.

Mas Agus wiped my tears. "Pardon your heart. Looks like you'll be much happier with another man who's much better than me."

I went straight into the room and packed things.

***

Two weeks ago.

I accidentally saw Mas Agus' post on Instagram. He showed off the invitation with his new girl. ****. He could have married on my wound. That I won't let happen. He must feel my pain. If he's not my soul mate, then don't let any woman be his match.

The first thing I did was find out everything about Mas Agus' future wife on the Internet. It was Naura Khairunnisa. Rivalry in ICI. He has a former name Nicholas Prasaja. Incidentally on the web found Nichol's Instagram account. 

I'm looking for, see. @nicholeprasaja. I sent him a message. Put him online again.

I

Hi, Nichol. Naura's ex-boyfriend, right?

Nichole Prasaja's.

How know? Stalk me up, huh?

I

Nichole Prasaja

Don't need to beat around the bush. You mean call me what?

I

Are you sick of Naura getting married to another guy?

Nichole Prasaja

Be clear. The break-up is not good. Unilateral reasons to focus on career. Uh, not how long to be with another guy. ****. 

I

Well, I want to negotiate cooperation so you make a failure of their marriage.

Nichole Prasaja

Could too.

For the sake of that plan I have to fly today also to Banjarmasin. Keep looking for a house and so on. It's lucky Nichole can provide for all my needs.

***

The day before.

The first plan was for us to appear again in front of them. Yeah, it worked out. They're fighting. 

The second plan, I attracted the sympathy of Mas Agus because Nichole terrorized - a rough-good boyfriend and did not enjoy Mas Agus making this plan succeed again.

The third plan is a bit extreme. I asked to be taken to an abandoned, dirty, smelly house. I don't know which area.

"Nichole, hunt you iket me or what cake."

Incidentally in this house there are many duct tape and chains, it looks like the owner used to sell online shops. Nichole immediately put on my feet and hands. As soon as it was over, he messed with me again at the foot of the closet.

"Ngapain's on the chain again? Sick tau."

"Let's be convincing and you don't run away."

"So you want to leave me in this place alone?"

"hey are. Our plan is that."

"What if the one who came was not Mas Agus was a bad person?"

"Yes means you're apes."

"Yes, your hunt call in Mas Agus make my HP which is in my pants pocket."

He reached into my pants pocket. Damn, he was groping my thighs. "Eh, you don't take a chance in narrowness huh."

He's picking up my phone. Then, thrust it into my mouth. I spoke to Mas Agus for help. Don't forget Nichole sent shareloc to him.

Clik. Nichole turned off the phone.

"My job is done, right? The rest is your business."

"Gue mintol one more, please thud me. Let Mas Agus get older and sympathize with me."

"Know it?"

"Yes, manhunt."

Bruk! Bruk! Bruk!

Aw. Be ill. Shit, he hit it so hard. The corner of my lip hurts. Feels fishy. 

"Udah right? I pulled the bye."

"Nichole don't go yet! Wait for Agus. I'm scared here alone!"

"Ah, noisier." 

He ripped the duct tape again. Then put it in my mouth. He looked at me from the end of his hair to the end of his legs.

"Lu smooth too yes. It's a pity to be taken. The moment is right."

He stroked his hair up to his chest.

Ah, fucking Nichole. "Hmmm .. hmmm." I tried to scream and thrash as hard as I could.

When her lips kissed my neck, she suddenly stopped. "Eh, you're the former Chef. Males. Look for Naura everywhere."

After saying that he left. Either be grateful or sad. Honestly scared. My hair is goosebumps. Pray that Mas Agus will come quickly.