EM - 6

I winked once. Oh My, for the sake of the ruler of the heavens and the earth. Is this the face of the god? With a face similar to that of a Greek God, I'm sure he's not that hard to have any woman. But, why would he want to be forced to marry me?

Our gazes collided. For a few moments, we could only be silent.

"Get rid of your body, Rei," he said breaking my thoughts. I blinked and quickly got out of Dave's body. Gosh! What a shame.

I immediately turned and turned my back on him. Take a deep breath and exhale. Damn, how am I supposed to fall asleep?

I am very tired and tired, but my eyes refuse to close. Meanwhile, Dave has been wandering in his dream. I fell asleep at four in the morning.

***

"How long do you want to sleep, Reina? Grandpa is waiting for us at home. We're going home today."

I faintly heard Dave's voice buzzing. Like the sound of bees, not clear. What my ears catch is just going home, grandpa, and home. My eyes are still very heavy.

"Reina, wake up!"

I just moaned and pulled the blanket over my whole body. It feels so comfortable sleeping like this. I will sleep as much as I want, revenge for not being able to sleep at all yesterday.

"Reina! Get up quickly!" He pulled my blanket. This person turned out to be fussier than my mother. Oh my God. I pulled my blanket back.

"If you don't want to wake up, I'll just leave you."

"Five more minutes," I pleaded with my eyes still closed.

"No! Get up quickly!" This time my hand was pulled.

"Let me sleep a little longer." I started to whine.

"No, you have to get used to getting up early at Grandpa's house later."

"Five minutes, five minutes."

I was just about to plop down on the bed when Dave's big hands grabbed my waist first. He carried me like a sack of rice to the bathroom. I struggled and screamed.

"Put me down, Dave Giant."

He ignores me and steps into the bathroom. In the bathroom, he threw me into the bathtub that was already filled with water.

"Aaaaagh!" I hit the water that is now drowning my body.

Dave smiled triumphantly to see me successful wet. Irritating.

"Take a quick shower," he said before walking out.

***

In the car, I sleep. My eyes really can't be compromised. Just need to sleep for a while without interruption, then the sleepiness will disappear. But Dave doesn't seem to let me calm down. In the car, he turned on the audio loudly. I kept turning the volume down, but finally, he turned it up again.

"Dave, I'm sleepy. I couldn't sleep until four in the morning," I finally moaned. "If it weren't for the lack of sleep, I wouldn't be like this."

Lie a little. I used to wake up at ten in the morning when the college was off. Behind his sunglasses, Dave ignores me. It sucks.

After about thirty minutes of driving, Dave's car entered a high gate whose walls were covered with vines. The high fence opened automatically when Dave honked the car horn.

What is this? This place is like a golf course. A white building looks majestic seen from here. From far away I can see a garden fountain surrounded by beautiful flowers. Seriously this is what Satria says at home. Compared to this house is more like a palace. Magnificently beat the state palace.

Just to get to the front of the page seems to be very tiring if taken only on foot.

My eyes blinked a few times, about twenty uniformed people were welcoming us. The right side of the women and the left side of the men. How many servants are there in this house?

When we got out of the car, they were in unison saying welcome. A beautiful woman in clothes different from the others came up to us and saluted.

"Welcome young master and young madam."

I swear I wanted to laugh. I felt like I was thrown into a fairy tale world, where I acted as the princess and Dave as the prince. This isn't just a silly dream, right?

"Thank you, Molly."

"The young master and madam have been awaited in the dining room by the great master."

Grand Master. He is the king. Very perfect. Dave just nodded and started to take steps followed by me next to him. One by one the maids of this house—wrong, I mean this palace salutes us. I just grimaced, I've never been treated like this in my life.

"Dave, seriously this is a house? Isn't it a palace?" I whispered to Dav.

"As you please call it."

The answer sucks. The large and tall door opened revealing the splendor within. Whoaaa! Fix, this is a palace. Is this the living room or the ballroom? There are several pillars just to support this room. The ceiling is very charming full of carvings and beautiful ornaments. Not to mention the hanging crystal chandelier. The stairs to get to the top floor also look sturdy and luxurious. Not to mention the walls, I don't know what they are made of so they can be so clear.

Dave took me deep into it. It turns out that there is a large garden inside here. Passing through the garden, I saw a glass-walled room with a long dining table in the middle. This is even too long to be called a dining table. Even in my house, our dining table can only accommodate six people. How much is this? Twenty or thirty?

I saw Grandpa Wijaya sitting at the very end of the table. He is the leader here. On the left was a man about Papa's age and two beautiful women, one in her thirties and the other seemed to be in her teens. On the right side, there are two empty chairs. But in seat number three Jack occupied.

"Welcome my daughter-in-law!" Grandpa Wijaya spoke. Dave and I approached.

"Sorry, we're late, Grandpa. Reina is really hard to wake up."

He had to give a reason like that. But that made Grandpa Wijaya laugh.

"Grandpa understands, you are newlyweds."

"Good morning, Grandpa," I greeted.

"Good morning, my granddaughter."

"Good morning everyone," I greeted everyone at the dining table.

Dave pulled up seat number two and asked me to sit there. A trifle, but strangely my heart is happy. Then, he sat in the number one seat to my right.

"Reina, welcome to the Wijaya family. Don't hesitate here. Now, this house is yours too," Grandpa said kindly.

It's more of a royal than a family I guess.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Grandpa cleared his throat for a moment. I don't know what that means. But then the people at the dining table looked at me in unison. The man to Grandpa's left looked like he was about to say something.

"I'm Frederick Thompson, Dave's uncle. And next to me my wife, Lauren, and my daughter, Ariana."

They nodded and smiled at me. Is it just me, I feel the smiles they display are too forced.

"And next to you, my first child, Jackson."

I turned to Jack in the seat to my left. Only Jack, I saw the most sincere smile. I returned his sweet smile.

"Okay, now let's start the breakfast."

While enjoying breakfast, not a word came out. What kind of breakfast is this? There was only the clinking of plates and spoons clashing. It seems this kingdom does not adhere to the concept of eating while talking. All mouths are only used for eating.