Xxx xxx Xxx :
[Yes dear.]
"Huh! Honey?"
Elisa was taken aback by the reply which called herself affectionate.
***
"This is Yudha slacking off or what! How strange," he muttered.
"No profile."
Ting ....
Two incoming messages from the app are green. It was from Mrs. Ratih. Elisa rushed to see what picture the old man was sending. The message is embedded under the picture of a dark silver dress and knitted in the style of South Korean eonni.
Mrs. Ratih :
[Dear Elisa. How are you there? I want you and Yudha to take a wedding-style photo like that, honey. And after that take a picture wearing a couple's clothes.]
[Ah yes I forgot. One more son El. Don't forget to make the granddaughter's mother. Happy na delicious, El.]
"Gosh! Happy na ena? A photo with Yudha. Make a grandson? Oh my God, what should I do!"
"So, that was a message from Yudha? Do you know where my phone number is from," continued Elisa thinking.
"What! So was Yudha seriously calling me dear?" Elisa's monologue alone. He was still thinking as he repeated the message.
It is indeed a word that reads dear. Elisa is not delirious, her eyes are still normal and not farsighted at all. Indeed, Yudhana is unpredictable. It's like the seasons. Sometimes it's cold, sometimes it's cold.
Ting ....
Another short message from the same number. A series of numbers are suspected to be Yudha's number. There was a fear that made Elisa reluctant to open the message. He didn't want to get too carried away by the man.
Ting ....
Again, the second time the short message came in. But Elisa hasn't read it yet. Until the third message, the twenty-five-year-old woman finally got up the courage to read it. Besides being curious, Elisa also wanted something beautiful to greet her. Oh, that's it.
Xxx xxx Xxx :
Sorry! That was a typo.
Xxx xxx Xxx :
The automatic keyboard on my phone is just like that. Because I often type the word for Nessa.
Xxx xxx Xxx :
Please don't get me wrong, El. It's just a typo.
Elisa smiled wryly when she spelled every short message from Yudha. Unbelievably great that grown man broke his heart into small pieces. Elisa was still smiling. He hastily deleted the message and put Yudha's phone number on the blacklist.
There is nothing real about Yudha. All fake. Elisa should have remembered what Yudha had said to her. Where every good thing Yudha did to Elisa was just a fake.
Elisa smiled wryly. When the clear grain was about to give rise to a river, he hastily turned his gaze to the object on the side. Yes... Jeju Island. There is calm, calm, the ripples are not so painful.
"Should I ask about the clarity of our status to Mas Galung," he said. Elisa is confused about the current situation.
"Okay, I will do what Yudha said. Either with Mas Galung or another man chosen by him. Yudha can act like that, then I will also be like that! It's not fair if I'm the only one being bullied!" He exclaimed. Elisa began to venture to contact Galung first.
To Mas Galung :
Assalamualaikum, Mas Galung. How are you? I've been pretty busy lately, so there's no news.
Send ....
Thus the contents of Elisa's short message did not forget to end with a laughing emoticon. Tick two, Galung was just online five minutes ago. That means that Galung is most likely still attached to the device. With patience and hope, Elisa was waiting for the reply.
Elisa might not love Galung anymore. Because the swish of the chest and the rhythm of the heartbeat is no longer the same. Instead, the feeling turned to Yudha. If Elisa is asked are you jealous of Galung's closeness to that woman?
Maybe, the answer is no.
However, Elisa is asked if you are jealous and hurt when you see Yudha, her husband's figure, even though it is fake in his eyes. Do you feel jealous of your closeness to Nessa, who is none other than her lover?
Yes ... what appears in front of the eye is yes. Elisha must be jealous. It was so clear before the eyes. But, Elisa refused to admit it.
He didn't want to feel like he was begging. Elisa just wants to show that she can be without Yudha.
Xxx xxx Xxx :
El, share your current location! Mother asked us to immediately live wedding photos.
Ting ....
"Jesus! What kind of play is this again!"
"Do I have to be stupid to Mrs. Ratih? After all, I will never be her daughter-in-law. Yudha will never love me," he continued. Elisa was confused, she didn't know what to do.
The ringing of her cellphone broke the silence, Elisa's thoughts were interrupted by an incoming call from Mrs. Ratih. Again, Elisa couldn't refuse, she couldn't bear to see Mrs. Ratih lose her life.
To Mrs. Ratih:
[Yes, ma'am. This is Elisa and Yudha on the way. Later when you arrive at the place, Elisa calls.]
To Xxx xxx Xxx :
[I'm in the center of Seoul. 237 Ttukseom-ro, Seongsu-dong 1(il)-ga, Seongdong-gu, Seoul, South Korea. Seoul Forest.]
***
Now, Yudha and Elisa are in the same place. Namely Forest Seoul city park. All bodyguards ordered by Mrs. Ratih hastily arranged a place for live wedding photos. This was done by Mrs. Ratih because the two people had not yet celebrated the happy moment.
The center of the city park, Forest Seoul is the place. A few hours after preparing everything, Yudha and Elisa sat neatly in front of MUA. It was the person who had been prepared by Mrs. Ratih.
"Mom intends to do this. I even wish we never took a wedding photo, I don't want our pictures to be stored neatly in the photo frame." Elisa said while being dressed.
"Why like that? You are not sincere to help my mother?"
"It's not that I'm not sincere, I just don't want to have a photo trail after we officially divorce later."
Yudha turned to the side, where the object there was Elisa. Almost perfect, Elisa is so beautiful. Yudha could not deny it.
"Divorced?" said Yudha explaining.
Elisha turned. "Why such a shock? Isn't that what you want, Mr. Sahil?"
"Yes, right."
Luckily, the MUA who was dressing Elisa was a native South Korean. So, he couldn't understand what Yudha and Elisa were talking about.
"It's finished, Miss Elisa and Mr. Yudha," said the MUA in Indonesian.
Elisa and Yudha were both shocked. His eyes were perfect. How could the MUA figure be able to speak Indonesian? So? Yudha and Elisa thought the same.
"No need to be surprised like that, sir, miss. I have lived in Indonesia for five years. And I happen to be a friend of Mrs. Ratih. I give you a little advice, even though your marriage is just a play and marriage is not for love. regret later. Love will grow with time. I see, you both have feelings." The MUA said while patting Elisa's shoulder.
"Don't regret it later. If you love each other, let's keep it!" He continued, after that, the beautiful MUA with the fat figure walked away.
Elisa and Yudha are both still shocked. How could this woman know the true contents of their hearts? But, maybe Elisa and Yudha haven't realized that yet.
"You like me?" Elisa quipped at Yudha.
"Don't dream! MUA was your mother's best friend. It could be that this was all planned. Do I need to emphasize again that I -"
"No need to continue! I already know, I'm tired of hearing you say that! I'm not senile yet, don't worry." Elisa said deliberately cutting Yudha's words.
After that he hastily stood up, Yudha was the same. Their gazes accidentally collided with each other, suddenly locked for a moment. Yudha had time to think about the figure of Elisa, who is now wearing an Off-Shoulder wedding dress with lace decoration and bone white embroidery.
The dress is so suitable for wear by Elisa. Moreover, Elisa's hair is styled so that her long neck looks like this. Also, with well-printed facial contours. Yudha was stunned, he couldn't lie to himself until the Saliva was hard to swallow.
Elisa hastily walked away from Yudha, who was still frozen, without any sense of caution the woman fell backward. Luckily, her husband quickly caught her body.
'Gosh, why every time you're with Elisa, your heart beats irregularly. This woman is beautiful, Elisa is the definition of a perfect woman. Why with my heart? Arrgghh!'