Mathelina
Chapter 22's

The goddess looked up at Matthew holding Elina, a woman who was lower than her child. He was reminded by Monika's conjecture about Matthew and Elina. It seems true, they both have a relationship.

Elina whispered, telling Matthew to put her down. But the man did not do it, even he reasoned:

"Ma, Elina had a sprained leg earlier."

What reason is that? Matthew made them even more suspect. "Ah, I can walk by myself kok—"

Elina insists on going down, but Matthew prevents her and instead brings Elina into the house. "Ma, I'll take Elina to the room, okay?"

The goddess is still not aware of her predisposition. He would discuss this with Matthew, after delivering Elina to his room. Coincidentally, he crossed paths with Monika. The woman was as surprised as the Goddess, when she just arrived home and saw the scene.

"Why Matthew....?"

"Come on," whispered the Goddess, "said Matthew, Elina's legs sprained."

-;-;-;-

Matthew laid Elina slowly on her bed. No more words were spoken, only Elina said "thank you", then Matthew passed out of the room.

Elina has decided to keep her distance from Matthew again, just like tonight. Matthew, who had realized his mistake, planned to reconcile with Elina. He would go to the kitchen, make her a glass of milk, and apologize.

However, when she got there, Elina had already made her milk. Matthew approached, hoping for a chance to speak. But in fact no, Elina smiled briefly, then just passed by after saying, "Good night, sir."

Matthews dumbfounded. Whahuh? Formal language? Are they not just the two of them now? Why is Elina like this? Seriously, Elina was really angry. He turned around, calling to Elina.

"Said you were gonna say something earlier. Okay, I'll listen to you."

Saying something? Oh, that means the one at the restaurant. Elina turned around a little. "I don't want to talk about it."

Matthew walked over to him. "But I'm ready to listen."

Although it seemed earnest, Elina still rejected it. "That's not important. After all, the maid's speech wasn't necessarily true. It might just be a rumor."

Mucus, Matthew's words were reversed by Elina, and again Matthew could not reply.

"I'm sorry, then."

In Matthew's mind, the woman was insinuating him. But Elina herself did not think so. It's a way of keeping a distance from Matthew. After all, he did not want Matthew to be angry because of the story that is still in doubt, let alone this concerns his brother and Dimas.

The men thought, the anger of women only stopped for a moment, tomorrow they will be good again. That's what Matthew believed. In the morning, he would see Elina's smile and friendly greeting back. But Boro-boro smiled, just a cold greeting. Elina's attention was too busy on Justin, while she was not glimpsed at all.

"Elina, are your legs healed?" asked Monika suddenly.

Matthew stopped grabbing the chocolate-flavored toast, then glanced at Elina. While the girl was nervous, also glanced at Matthew while thinking.

"Ah, yes. It's been. I've already given massage oil to my feet," replied Elina rather stammered.

"Oh, great. Please be careful, don't let Justin fall while you're holding him" Monika said, letting Matthew breathe a sigh of relief. Salute Elina, good at finding the right reason.

Matthew saw Elina walking upstairs. He was about to follow, but Monika suddenly talked about Dimas.

"Matthew, Dimas' case has been filed, and he is now in prison" Monika said, eating her breakfast.

"Oh, good at that." After all, Matthew was not interested in discussing it. Then, he got out of the chair. "I'm going upstairs. There's a document missing."

Before his chance is lost, Matthew runs up the stairs and catches up with Elina in Justin's room. The woman had just walked out of Justin's room, and they immediately passed each other in front of the room.

Elina looked in wonder. This man was panting like he was running away. But that's the truth. For the sake of being able to talk to him, the man did this.

"Give me a minute. Okay," said Matthew, dismembered because his breathing was not regular.

"Sorry, Sir. Justin had to change clothes, afraid of catching a cold," replied Elina. This is not an excuse, but it is.

"Elina, please!"

Matthew sighed. What else should he do if the woman is always trying to avoid. He really could not stand it, even though there had not been 24 hours Elina treated him like this. He was too dependent on Elina. That woman made him lose his mind.

-;-;-;-

At 11 p.m. The sleepless Elina walked into the kitchen to make milk and filled the bottle with drinking water. He frowned, the lights in the kitchen were on. Is anyone there?

It was true, Matthew was in the kitchen, sitting at the dining table with a glass of milk nearby and a bottle of wine. He was drunk again. The man brandished his glass, muttering without looking at Elina, when the girl was in the doorway.

"It's susumu. I made it."

Elina took a breath. What else would a drunk man do? It will keep its distance. He stood some distance away from Matthew, reaching for a glass of milk.

"Thank you."

Without wasting any time, he turned around and walked to the dispenser to fill his bottle.

"You still angry?"

Elina stared, but still did not respond. The fully filled water bottle is tightly sealed, then drinks the milk.

"Sit. Later you choke if you drink while standing," said Matthew, patting the chair beside him.

Elina stopped drinking for a moment, then took a quick glance at Matthew. He ignored the man, instead continuing to drink his milk.

Matthew put down his glass, ruffled his hair. The woman tested her patience. If Elina won't come to him, she'll come to him. Elina lowered her glass when she was in front of her.

"Elina, enough. You've been out of your way." Matthew pointed his finger at Elina. "If you're angry about what I said, I'm sorry."

Elina looked at the skeptic, then sighed. "You'd better take a break, Tuan—"

"Matthew!" suddenly rebuked. "Your pretty lips have trouble saying my name? All right, I'll spell. M-a-t-t-h-e-w-j. Matthew."

How many glasses did he drink? Elina shut her mouth, nauseous smelling the pungent smell of alcohol. Let it. Immediately drain the milk, then return to the room. Responding to a drunk person, is the same as pouring water in a broken bucket.

The glass was empty, then Elina washed and placed back onto the dish rack. He turned around indifferently, going away from before Matthew. But the man got his hand, threw his body into his arms without Elina having time to dodge.

Elina thrashed and whispered. "Remove, Sir. Someone will see."

"Let them know that we've had sex, and you're pregnant with my son. I don't give a shit. I'm sick of it like this all the time. I want them to marry us off, so we can raise the child. I don't want you to separate me from my son."

Is that really what he said? Or is this just the chattering of drunk people? Should he trust her. Slowly, Elina fell silent, looking at Matthew whose eyes were half open, also looking at her. He's confused. All this time, he had seen Matthew earnestly take responsibility. But he still maintained his principle of not getting married.

The content has entered the second month. Until now, he has not made a decision. His head was filled with doubt. Fear, if the decision is wrong.

"No, Matthew. I told you, if I don't want to marry—"

The man surprised her again. Matthew suddenly kissed her, not letting a word he didn't want to hear be spoken by Elina.

"Your lips are beautiful, but very sharp and painful" Matthew said after letting go of his kiss. "Every word that comes out just makes me angry and hurt. And I can't bear to kiss her, just so you stop talking."

Elina***wid her lips.

"Listen. If you say something I don't like or argue with me, then I'll kiss you. You remember!" Matthew continued.

After that, Matthew drooped unconscious in Elina's arms. Fortunately, Elina quickly held him back, otherwise she would have fallen too.

Well, now he has to take this guy to his room. Elina held up, looking at the stairs. With this heavy body? Can't afford it, huh? Elina had fainted.

With great difficulty, Elina moved Matthew's body to the sofa in the living room. But Elina had difficulty balancing the body, so she fell on the sofa and was hit by Matthew.

Oh, my goodness.[]