The Substitute Woman on the First Night
Observing Full Suspicion

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"Lissa, what's wrong with you? Why are you even being diced?" Mother began to ask while shaking my body slowly because she saw me who was just staring and staring blankly in any direction.

"Eh, yes, Mom. What did you say?" I quickly looked back at my mother with an awkward smile. I tried to shake off a moment of suspicion that had made me feel uneasy. Although honestly, the coincidence that is currently happening is really surprising to me.

"Why are you, Lissa? Are you sick?" Mother asked in an anxious tone. His hand touched my forehead, which was not feverish.

"I'm fine, Mom. Maybe I'm just tired because I couldn't sleep last night."

Mom came back to see me full of probes. "But both of your eyes do look puffy, don't they? Did you cry last night? Same story, Lissa! What the hell is going on? Do you have a problem with Denis?" Suddenly, my mother said that, which made Almira and Inah turn to us. I'm sure if they can definitely hear what mom just said.

"There's no problem with Denis, Mom. Last night I watched Drakor, the last episode was very sad. I'm laughing until I can't stop crying."

"What is a terrorist?" The look on my mother's face really displayed confusion. This was probably the first time he had heard those words. All this time mother did not know what the term I mentioned because it was watching mother at home only limited to soap opera or FTV only.

"Drakor is a Korean drama, ma'am."

"Oh, so. I thought you were hurt by Denis. Anyway if you have any problems, as long as I stay here, you don't mind Mom's story!" Mom stroked my hair lovingly. Same attention I gave to Almira last night.

"It turns out I was wrong .. Mother also noticed me and did not discriminate me with Mira. Was I the one who was always so strong in front of Mom?" my mind suddenly remembered the past. The time when I became a mistress and was treated by a striped-nose man at will. They not only tormented me physically, but also often demeaned me through his words. Not even infrequently, I was forced to do what I thought was very disgusting. But at that moment I could do nothing. For the sake of money I would be willing to be treated contemptuously and humbled like that. Not for the sake of my satisfaction, but because I wanted to give my mother and Almira a decent life. After all, the mother's treatment and Almira's tuition fees are not small. So, it would not be enough if I only work by relying on my High School diploma which at most can only be a factory worker or an office girl.

"Why are you, Lissa? How come it's crying?" Mother asked again when both of my eyes had been bathed by tears. The look on his face really looked anxious as he looked at me.

"It's okay, Mom. I just miss being watched out for Mom." I held my mother's hand. Kissing the back of his hand so hard. "I'm sorry Lissa, Mom. I'm sorry that Lissa hasn't been happy all this time, Mom. I'm sorry that Lissa was so wrong because she never had time to go home like Mira."

"Why are you suddenly so sorry? You are not wrong. After all you rarely nemenin Mom in the house is because you are busy working to finance Mother's treatment and also Mira's college. So, I don't blame it all. Now that you're happy with Denis, that's enough to make Mom happy. I don't need anything else, son!"

Just finished saying that, suddenly Almira's voice broke the novelty that was happening at that time. "Mira-style fried rice is ready. Come on please eat!" Mira smilingly looked at me who was busy wiping the tears on both of my cheeks.

"Yes, you're welcome, brother. Early in the morning, discuss the sad."

"Know your brother, Mir. He's melow again, maybe because of watching dra ... what was it, Lissa?"

"Drakor, Mom."

"Yes that means. Sorry I forgot. It is so hard to call it. Mother's tongue is not used to calling such strange language."

Hearing the words of my mother, not only did I smile for a moment, but also Almira who was now sitting right opposite me.

"Here you go, let's eat first, brother! If it's bad, don't be angry!" Almira looked so good offering me to eat the fried rice she had cooked.

Simultaneously, Mas Denis came and immediately sat occupying an empty seat next to Almira. Maybe I chose the wrong place because the dining table in this room is only available four seats.

"Good morning everyone. The fried rice is yes. I ate right away, honey." Denis looked at me. Of course he must have thought that the one who had cooked the fried rice was me. He wouldn't know the truth if I didn't tell him. However, just now that I wanted to say it, Mas Denis said something again after eating the fried rice a few mouthfuls.

"Your fried rice is really good, honey. Anyway tomorrow I want to make some more fried rice like this."

Hearing the praise from Mas Denis, Almira smiled. Now I can see clearly if the tail of his eyes is glancing at me cynically. He seemed to be celebrating his victory because he had managed to get praise for the results of his cooking.

"Denis, this fried rice that is cooked is not your wife, but your sister-in-law you know."

Denis was surprised to hear my mother say. There is not the slightest gap for me to judge if Mas Denis and Almira had planned this before.

"So, this fried rice is just a coincidence and they didn't plan it. If they were to play me on purpose, there's no way Mas Denis' face could be so surprised to know his compliment turned out to be the wrong address," my mind that has since continued to observe the movements of Almira and Mas Denis alternately.

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