13 The beginning of a worse morning...

If I removed his hand from my knees in front of his companions, it will look more suspicious about our relationship, especially when we just married yesterday. I try to give a small hint to Alex to remove his hand from part of my body by patting his hand that currently rest on my knees.

But my action seems futile when Alex cannot comprehend my intention. Alex just glanced over his back and with his expressionless face, he nodded at me.

=.=

What the heck? That nod. How should I interpret it? His action really leaves me perplexed. One thing I learned about this man who has become my husband. The more you try to understand him, a headache you will get instead.

But the days is too early though to fully understand his behavior, so I try not to think too much about his action and just removed my hand from his hand that still rest on my knees.

Rather than bothering my head interpreting his action, I better focus to interpret Sis Gie's message, the main culprit in my trouble marriage case. I rummage my backpack to find my pencil case and notebook. It's a high time for me to know why she fled on her big day!

Alas, my burning determination cannot last even five minutes before I raised the white flag. When I try to copy down the message into my small notebook in a moving vehicle, I feel nauseous and I even gag triple times even though how much I try to hold it.

Alex turns around and before he even said a word. I raised my hand to stop his inquiry. I hate myself a thousand time this morning. When I become such a trouble person? Now I have interrupted his meeting twice!

When I glanced over two his companion, I try to apologize but the words were stuck in my throat. The guy named James if I remember correctly was openly shocked and he was staring at my stomach.

Why did he look at my stomach? It doesn't take me a long time to connect the dot the meaning behind his expression. I feel my check getting hotter.

I am not pregnant! I truly want to shout it but somehow I feel it only make my situation getting worse. And not to mention the bad impression I have already giving them because of my bad habit earlier.

I warily glanced towards Louisa, she doesn't glare at me because of the second interruption when it happens due to my wrongdoing albeit unintentionally. But her expression clearly showing dissatisfaction towards me.

Is there any magic hole that can appear so I can bury myself from three pair of eyes that intently watching me?

Alex shows me his back and clears his throat. I don't know what he does to make his two companions look in another direction and suddenly busy turning paper notes on their hands.

And even with that last ruckus, I cause, he still didn't remove his hand from my knees! With my nauseous state, I put all my items in a backpack and took out water. I take a few sips while I try to clear my head by closing my eyes.

And my last thought before I fall asleep is how uncomfortable is Alex in sitting with his front facing his right side talking with his companion when all the time we sat he never removes his hand on my knees!

Especially when I noticed he was right-handed and now he was typing on his left hand jotting some notes on his BlackBerry. What a weird guy.