The Romance After Marriage
2.3 | B : The Cowardly & The Brave

Kyra -

Compared to Delvin who screamed noisily cursing at me, I'm even more afraid that he just shut up and didn't say anything like him last night.

My eye bags have even turned dark now that I have trouble sleeping because of my thoughts about it all night!

Delvin! Until it finally made me think strangely about him. Brain guessing. Either he wants to rest and does not want to be disturbed again by me or even he who turns out to be upset with me which is very much to the end with him disabling his phone!

And, insolently my heart believes more that the second possibility is the most appropriate!

"Dec, eaten, hey! Don't be dumbstruck," Mas Kamil's voice reminded. It made me look at him who was sitting across from me.

"Ky... why? The fried rice is not good, is it? Want to make some toast, hmm??" Now, Madam Intan is following me. Her eyes were full of worry which made me feel guilty for her right away. I never meant that!

"What the hell, Yang. Your fried rice is so good! Kyra is not not doyan it. she again a lot of thoughts because the fare fare goes up!" Seloroh Mas Kamil with the very speculation of its origin.

I grunt. "Mas Kamil knows all too well!"

"Yes that's why it's eaten by the voracious dong! Do not see this, Mas's heart lover became sad because he thought the cuisine was not good because of the expression of your face that asem?!"

Kontan, I held my face with both hands. Groped both of my cheeks unconsciously. I really didn't know that my facial expression could make people misunderstand me. I grimaced, then grinned. "Sorry Brother Intan, I don't mean that. Really, said Mas Kamil, I was thinking again about the rising raw materials. He he.." in the end I supported Mas Kamil's careless comments earlier. Ck! My brain is too tired, like, that even a simple alibi cannot think of. Huhhhhh...

"Same mom I haven't come home from the market yet?" I tried to shift the subject. Suddenly remembered by my parents who since this early morning did not see his presence.

"Yes, not yet. It's a jumble" Mas Kamil replied shrugging as he bribed a spoonful of his favorite fried rice.

I glanced to the side. On the wall clock it is. Though now it's almost nine o'clock, but why Dad and Mom haven't reached home too huh? Suddenly I thought.

Now my already tangled mind was split in two. About Dad and Mom, and then my business with Delvin wasn't over. Actually, my two brothers, my lips have been itching to talk about the truth about Delvin and his plan. But... again the doubt was raised again after I looked at the faces of Mas Kamil and Mbak Intan lamat-goals.

"Dek, inget loh yes, later the cooking must be delicious loh! Make stuff like that. Moreover, it has been defended by Father-Mother to be willing to go to the market since early in the morning it is so blind!" Kamil started talking again. It turned out that he had pressed his plate of fried rice without any residue. Then in his right hand was holding a glass of water that only half was left. Which when he talks about the water in it moving shaken makes me horrified to spill it.

I grunt. Then nod, assuring.

"Don't nod your head, yeah! Anyway Mas already wanti-wanti from the beginning, you must cook until the end do not invite Mas's wife later!" Cerocos Mas Kamil again, start bringing.

I looked at him straight. Then he said, "Yes, Mas Baweeel....!!" That instant instantly made him glare in wrath.

"But the daritadi continues to not stop here it's just Mas Kamil, tau!" My reply is not to lose.

"You old man, bring me a yell!" He's tickling. His pink eye almost came out of his petal. Ckk!

Inexhaustible, I immediately lead to Mbak Intan who is still calm in where he sits. However, I do not want to lose to my brother who despite his age but still keep this childish. "Mbak Intan, please tell her husband, Ma'am, why the hell is he not self-conscious too?" Stirrup.

While Mbak Intan had been holding a smile when his beloved husband was instead looking at him very sharply.

"Dear me dong! You're my wife, right??" Mas Kamil said with a cute snob. It almost made me vomit when I heard it.

Ma'am Intan smiled, calmed. Then his hand ran over Mas Kamil's big arm. Gaming his palm. He took her into his warm-looking hands.

Huh, if only I was a beginner in seeing things like this, of course I would have completely vomited by now!

"Yes, I'm your wife. But. You're the one from earlier who was noisy first, honey." Said Mbak Intan soft pitched but enough to make Mas Kamil stuck.

And in that very second I, "Hahahaha.." broke out. No matter though Mas Kamil looked at me with his dagger-sharp gaze. I just want to laugh out loud. Who accidentally even let go of the fatigue that has been weighing on me since yesterday.

Although not all of them, but I am quite satisfied with the lightness of the burden on my small head.

"You're happy, Mas?!" Desis Mas Kamil did not accept.

I kept laughing in front of him. I don't know why I can't stop. I finally put my fingers together for her as a sign of peace. But he was grieving and sniffing. Huh, basic!

The atmosphere of this dining table remained warm with jokes or laughter from the three of us. Even though our food was already barren with no leftovers, we still sat in this place without even wanting to move on. Continued our laughter that seemed to not want to be stopped. Until finally a voice interrupted us. Calling my name with his echo.

"Dad! Kyr..."

I'm turning. That's Dad's voice!

When I saw where my parents were. L saw. He's someone I've been worried about since last night. Which leaves me in a dilemma with his massive decision.

He who now wears his sea blue shirt so neatly, now, is showing a faint smile to all of us.

And I shuddered too.

Ah, he's the brave one. Not like me, you little coward.