31 Shocked

INEZ POV

I opened my eyes slowly. This head still feels dizzy and heavy. Where is this? The ceiling above, which I looked up at vaguely, seemed to be different from the roof of my house. I opened and squinted. I did it over and over again to make my vision clearer. Sure enough, this is not my house! Where is this? Whose bed is this? My eyes widened when I realized this wasn't my house! How did I get here?

"You have got up?" said the man in a bass voice on the side near the door. I turned to look at the voice he was talking about. I screamed in surprise,

"YOU???!"

Roy! How could it be? What happened? Said in my mind. My eyes bulged like looking at a thief, wondering and trying to remember what happened before this?

What happened? Why me? How

Can I be here?!" I shouted at him.

He immediately approached me, dragged a chair not far from the bed I was sleeping in, he sat down while answering my question. I was just holding back my anger. He told me that I was found by one of the residents in the rice fields who wanted to see the condition of the sugar cane, in a state of unconsciousness and I was already lying there, that's right ... I remember the last time I went to the sugar cane field, my favorite place. I screamed and cried as hard as I could, then suddenly I felt weak and I couldn't remember what happened next.

I was able to get here because the resident was looking for my cellphone, then tried to contact my family, because the last and top call was Royan's number, so that's the number on your phone that found me.

"You remember, right? I saved my number in your cellphone? So my number is listed at the top of the call, I missed your number earlier. I decided to pick you up immediately. I wanted to take you to the hospital, but Mama said take you to the hospital. home first. If you need more treatment, then we will take you to the hospital," he explained to me.

"Why don't you take me home? It's closer than here anyway," I protested, still not wanting to look at him.

"I thought, isn't it already late? What will your father do when he finds out you spend the night alone in the fields? If I take you home, I can think about what I'm going to tell your father."

"It shouldn't be like that, I can explain myself to my father," I regretted.

"In a stupor? Can you explain yourself?" he argued.

I was silent for a moment.

"Who's carrying me?! Your papa or

you?" I said spontaneously.

The question I asked sounded weird and too funny maybe, he couldn't help but laugh

"BAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Laughter as loud as Royan had, he launched (like the laughter of the Atuk in Upin Ipin?)

"Unique ... unique, your sense of humor is very good, yes of course I am! Cook Papa, anyway?" Royan answered while his face was red from laughing, his cheeks were popping air from holding it in.

"Papa, who carried you on his butt with Mama, presumptuously carried his future son-in-law? HAHAHAHAHA!" He continued, then burst out laughing again.

I was annoyed and looked away, was my question wrong? What is so funny?

While outside the door I heard Mr. Ronald and Mrs. Micellin whispering to hear that loud laughter from their son, maybe because it was unexpected, Royan had almost never been heard laughing out loud since the incident that happened to him. From what I heard from his mother.

"Listen, Pa, they are very compatible, aren't they? What humor are they discussing that our child laughs so loudly that it can be heard downstairs," Ms. Micellin muttered to her husband who was sitting beside her watching television together.

"Well, I started to believe in our child's choice. I know the character of a woman because she has traveled a lot. I think Papa likes his choice," Mr. Ronald replied to his wife loudly, yes I can hear.

He was still laughing and hadn't stopped. I don't know why I would be happier if Pak Ronald helped and carried me over Royan. If Mr. Ronald must use the feelings of a father towards his son, but ... what about Royan? He must have felt very happy to carry me. Whoops!!! Besides, what was he doing to me in this room while I wasn't sober? Uh... Hate it has to be like this?

"I want to go home!"

"Yeah, yeah sorry... Sorry... Really hurts my stomach. You're so funny. Have you come home this late at night?" he asked.

"It's okay. I asked to pick up Liza, my best friend

just. I don't want to bother you." I said.

"Just rest here. Mama won't mind, I'm happy. I called your father," he added.

"No! I'm going home now, don't bother." I quickly got up from the bed.

"I'm your future fiancé, your husband-to-be. I won't be bothered. I'll take you or do you want my Papa to take you?! HAHAHAHAHA ...." Again he laughed out loud, really annoying!!!

I want to be far and away from him instead now sleeping at his house! In the room ... I'm starting to guess.

"Hey whose room is this?" I asked suspiciously, lest I was taken to his room.

"It's my room, whose room is it again? Cook my Papa's room? Ihihihihi," he replied, still grinning at me.

What does it mean? I was placed in his room! A house this big must have a guest room, am I a guest? Not a member of this family? He just took me to his room! What a mindless behavior person! Look for opportunities in adversity!

I took out my phone and started pressing the buttons.

"Call who?"

"I, I told you, I was picked up by my best friend!" I explained curtly. He answered my phone and quickly turned it over.

"I'll take you, I can explain everything. After all, Papa and Mama definitely won't like this future son-in-law to be picked up by someone else at night." he argued.

I felt very, very thirsty, apart from crying and shouting in the sugarcane fields earlier, the emotionally draining conversation earlier was also due to fainting which made my throat dry, but I didn't want to ask him to drink. I'll just wait until I get home. Slowly I got up and immediately put my feet down. I walked and stepped down the stairs, to my surprise I was greeted with a hug from Mrs. Micellin.

"What's wrong dear? You fainted there? It's an unsafe place for women, at night again, you can't do it again," said Mrs. Micellin.

"Thank you Ma, today I had a hard day," I concluded briefly.

"Are you okay Nez?" asked Mr. Ronald and I just nodded.

"Royan will take Inez first, will you, Pa? Ma?" he said goodbye and walked away, followed by me who followed far behind him.

It turned out that when I still hadn't woken up earlier, Royan was sitting next to me, staring at me intently and stroking my hair ... also my cheeks. Don't let him kiss me! I DON'T REALLY!! I won't want and I won't

forgive him. Point!!!

he immediately entered his car, then he invited me to enter also at the side door he had opened, when he was already inside he was about to leave for a drive.