"Nessa sleeps in the room. You pack your things right away. Let Nessa sleep here with me."
Deg....
Elisa's legs suddenly felt sore along with the roar of her heart that was holding back the pain. What is this? Slow killing? Elisha thought.
There were a few tears that were about to fall at that moment. Where when Elisa's sincerity was returned to such a wound. His heart was like being hit with a big sledgehammer. Elisa's heart suddenly melted, her chest tightened as if oxygen was giving distance.
Elisa still hasn't moved, her eyes are still staring at her husband Yudha closely. Same, the adult man who a few days ago had made a sacred promise to his wife was frozen with a feeling of incomprehension.
"Ehem...."
Nessa deliberately cleared her throat and the husband and wife looked away.
"Oh come on, Elisa. You don't need to act like this drama. Your job is just to keep Mrs. Ratih from getting better. Not to take sympathy for Yudha! Just go away!" He snapped while pushing Elisa's body.
"You bastard!" continued Nessa.
"It's just delicious."
"It's okay, Ness. Get some rest, I'll make you your favorite orange juice," said Yudha. He hurriedly led Nessa's shoulders slightly away from his wife.
"That girl is crazy! She doesn't have a normal brain, Yudha. Your marriage was just a charade! But it looks like she likes you!"
"Yeah, let it go. The important thing is that I never loved him, Nessa."
"In that case, good!"
*** ***
Elsewhere, namely the kitchen. Elisa sat lamenting barefoot. He bent his knees to hide his face. Elisa let out a small roar. He felt weak in front of Nessa and Yudha. Elisa is more entitled to Yudha. In either law or religion, he has more power than Vaneschia.
"Why is the universe so unfair! Where when I wanted to make my parents happy, this is exactly what I got. I want to stop, God. I'm tired of this scenario," he said. He was still sobbing bitterly.
"Forgive what Nessa said earlier, El. She is like that."
"You can sleep on the front sofa later. And please keep this a secret." Yudha continued while squatting in front of Elisa.
"Come on, don't cry."
"If I may ask, what is it that makes you sob like this?" asked Judah. He is still vigorous.
Elisa was still silent, but her sobs sounded so painful. Surely the sadness that hit the recesses of his soul was unmatched by anything.
Slowly and without permission from Elisa. Yudha's hands lifted his wife's head. Elisa looks so pathetic, the clear grains look real as proof of Elisa's sincerity.
"Stop crying, don't make me feel guilty. I hope you never have my name in your heart, El. Find another partner." Yudha said while wiping the tears that fell.
"I never wanted to be in this position, Yudh."
"You can find a new lover. Or ... return to a relationship with Galung," Yudha replied.
"Mas Galung is a good man. He won't want to have a relationship with someone's wife. Even if I'm just a fake wife!"
Elisa was still sobbing now and then. The tears still forced to fall. Even though Elisa had a hard time holding it. Elisa didn't know what was the reason that made her cry for an arrogant man like Yudha.
"So what can I do to make you happy?"
Elisa didn't answer yet, she forced herself not to be sad anymore. With even more shaking knees Elisa tried to stand and slightly away from Yudha.
"Find me a boyfriend who is in his thirties and over! Make sure later when we are officially divorced, that man is willing to marry me!" Lorohnya. Elisa is still sobbing a little with eyes glaring at Yudha.
"What? I have to find you a girlfriend?" exclaimed Yudha, surprised and displeased at the same time.
"Yes."
'If I find Elisa a lover, obviously many men will come forward. And that means... aaarrgghhh!' he muttered to himself, shaking his head.
The rolling waves are visible in front of the eyes. The distance from the shoreline to Elisa is not far, only blocked by the sturdy glass. However, every time his heart was broken Elisa would stare at the rolling waves.
Yudha shook her head again until she forgot an order from her boyfriend, Vaneschia. A glass of freshly squeezed orange juice which Elisa has to do the manufacturing process.
"How? Do you mind, Yudha?"
"No. I'll find it for you."
"And you take it easy. We'll take care of our divorce process later. I'll take care of it. You can live your love life like any other woman. But when you're in front of your mother, you have to act the same." Yudha continued while gripping his wife's shoulder.
Elisa was silent, her throat felt so dry. In fact, like a rope that is suffocating. He couldn't say anything. Still can't believe what Yudha said. To be honest, Elisa wanted to let the clear grains fall. But, he came back to his senses.
'Don't cry, El. Do not! You must not look weak in front of Yudha.'
"Well."
"Thank you, El." Yudha said, Elisa, nodded.
"Then can you please make me orange juice. Nessa wants orange juice."
"Why didn't he tell him to do it himself?"
Elisa began to smile, occasionally she wiped away the traces of tears and looked closely at Yudha.
"Honey! Where's the orange juice?" shouted Nessa who had just come out of the bedroom.
The woman in skimpy clothes walked over to Yudha and Elisa.
"Where's the orange juice?"
"Please make orange juice for Nessa. No sugar" said Yudha. Then, Elisa resumed the sentence that failed to come out.
"Nessa! A woman who only has the status of a boyfriend from a husband who already has a legal wife according to religion or state! I am Yudha's wife, not your babu! Yesterday you could order me like a maid. But not now!" sarcasm loudly and Elisa deliberately suppressed every sentence.
After saying that, Elisa rushed out of the Villa. He asked several bodyguards to take him for a walk to the city center. Elisa wants to go to Seoul. At the first, he really wanted to meet South Korean actors.
"Where is this going, Miss?"
"Seoul."
"Sorry, but we can't take you to Seoul without Mr. Sahil," explained one of Mama Ami's bodyguards.
Elisa clucked in annoyance, she then looked for an excuse to get rid of their suspicions. However, it sounded loud from inside that Yudha was so panicked because her mother called. Elisa is sick of continuing to act. It felt like he wanted to tell Mama Ami the truth. However, he is also very pitiful if the old woman's life is lost.
"Elisa! Elisa! El, please help me. Mother is calling," shouted Yudha from a distance.
Elisa who was already beside the car door rushed up and was forced to leave.
"Do you want to leave immediately or shall I report to Mama Ami?"
"Okay, Miss."
Looking far away, Elisa saw the figure of Yudha grumbling and scolding Elisa. Now Elisa wants to give Yudha some distance. He began to have thoughts of immediately suing for divorce. Still around Jeju island. Right, and left of the road is the beach. The tall weeds were blown by the wind, swaying and dropping their pollen. Elisa had time to think, what if today he dropped a divorce suit. Will he be free from all sorrow now.
"Do I still love Mas Galung today? Why doesn't it feel like it used to?" softly. Elisa was still staring intently at the face of the woman who was taking pictures with Galung.
If yesterday it was only updated on WhatsApp status, now the photo is used as the main Facebook profile. However, strangely, Elisa's heart didn't ache like before. He didn't feel anything.
Instead, Elisa's pain was caused by Yudha. The man had made Elisa confused about what this taste meant. If you call it love, it's funny. However, Elisa's heart continued to beat with a loud rhythm.
Xxx xxx Xxx :
[El! Where are you? I'm going there right now. Mom asked for a photo of us wearing the couple of clothes that I gave you at that time.]
"Who's this?"
"Is it Judah?" he continued.
To Xxx xxx Xxx :
[Juda huh?]
Xxx xxx Xxx :
[Yes dear.]
"Huh! Honey?"
Elisa was taken aback by the reply which called herself affectionate. Like a dream, or he thought he was deaf.