
One week passed, whether the name should be applied to Medina. A fool? Or plain? Because during this week he enjoyed his position as a naf*su Rega. Their relationship was like a husband and wife, although sometimes Rega still always looked at him coldly and his sharp speech pierced the recesses of his heart. However, foolishly Medina still maintained Rega as the man who had her heart to this day.
"Where's my shirt?" Rega appeared behind the locker room door wearing a towel on the bottom of his body.
Medina who was tidying up the bedsheets and blankets on the bed turned her head towards him. "Which "table? I've got clothes ready for you"
"Ck. Brown shirt, I don't want to wear that shirt today"
Medina sighed, it seemed like Rega was wearing clothes in accordance with her mood. "It's in the closet, you've been looking yet"
"Nothing, I've been looking. You take it"
Medina sighed softly, she nodded then walked towards the changing room. Opening Rega's big closet. "It's a brown shirt, how you didn't see me"
"Ohh, thank you" Rega immediately picked up the shirt in Medina's hand, and immediately put it on regardless of Medina staring at him.
"Where are my hands?"
"Which watch is the hand, it's all there. I've never moved your stuff"
"Which black doesn't exist" Rega was still searching for the watch he was looking for in the watch drawer.
Medina walked up to him, looking for Rega's watch she was referring to. Then he took one watch from the row of watches that were there. Then give it to Rega.
"It"
"I didn't see you just now"
"Because you're getting impatient, in a hurry"
Rega smiled, she hugged Medina from the brink after she finished putting up her watch. Gently peeked at his cheek. "Thank you, I feel like I have a wife"
Medina only smiled bitterly, because Rega's words indicated that she would never make Medina his wife. Until now Medina still had to accept if Rega only considered her as her bedmate.
"Are you not going to have a wife?"
Rega let go of his embrace, he put on his suit. "There is, but my future wife doesn't seem ready to marry me. There's something he doesn't know about me"
Degs..
His heart ached, deeply hurt even when he heard Rega's words. So, Rega already has a future wife. Then until when does the position of Medina survive? Maybe until he married his future wife.
"What's her name? Your future wife"
Cup..
Rega gave a glimpse of Medina's lips. "Secret, yaudah I go first huh. You're fine at home"
"No breakfast?" Shouted Medina while running after Rega who had come out first from the dressing room.
"No, I'm late. There was an important meeting this morning"
Medina was speechless to see Rega coming out of her room. She sat in the front seat of the dressing table, still staring at the closed door. His heart started to fidget when he heard Rega's words a few minutes ago.
He has a wife. Haha.. What do you expect Medina to do. Obviously you are just a naf*su satisfied for him.
Medina laughs at herself, when she once hoped she would one day be his wife. Mimipi is too high for a woman to buy her self-esteem and body.
And this morning, Medina woke up without Rega beside her. As she remembers she fell asleep last night because of Rega who did not come home. Then looking at the bed next to him that was empty, made Medina sure that Rega did not come home last night.
Medina lowered both of her legs on the floor, walking straight towards the changing room. He really didn't come home. Mumbled. Walk towards the bathroom after picking up the hanging towel.
Medina soaked in the bathtub with a mind that floated somewhere. Thinking about where Rega is now, where did the man sleep last night and with whom? All the questions he doesn't know the answer to.
"Is he with his future wife?"
Remembering that made Medina's heart hurt. The man she loves has a woman who will be her wife. Medina was not willing, her heart still wished it would be with Rega forever.
Tests..
The tears that she always endured were as heavy as she felt. This time however, Medina's defense completely collapsed. He cannot continue to behave if he is fine in the midst of a wounded heart and is not in a good state. Medina was tired of all this. Whether he was conscious or not, his face had sunk under a bath full of water. Medina had gone mad, she intended to end her own life.
Brakk...
Until the sound of the bathroom door opening made him open his eyes, but did not intend to rise from the water in the bathtub. Medina really wanted to end all the stories in her life.
"Geez Miss, what is Miss doing" A woman ran towards Medina and raised her paled body. The woman is the janitor of this house who will come every two days.
"Miss, what are you doing"
The woman looked so panicked at Medina's weakened state with her lips turning blue. But amidst her panic, she saw a smiling Medina.
"Why are you helping me?"
"Miss why? What's the problem with doing this?"
Somehow the woman's feelings were so hurt looking at Medina's helpless gaze. It was as if the girl no longer had a purpose in life.
"I'm not papa, can you go? I want to finish my bath"
"Miss, will you really take a shower? Won't do this again?"
Medina smiled "Yes, I'm just going to take a shower"
"Alright, then I'm out first"
The moment the woman came out, she immediately contacted Rega out of fear that Medina would do the same when there was no one in this house. However, Rega's phone number could not be reached, leaving him confused and panicked.
Medina came out of the bathroom, looking at the janitor with a smile. "He hasn't been in contact since last night. You just do your job, you don't have to be busy thinking about me"
"But, Miss..."
"I'm not papa, now I'm going to college"
Where did Rega go, Medina really didn't know. Because since last night he couldn't contact the man.
Maybe he was indeed with his future wife and did not want to be disturbed by the ringing of a mobile phone from me. So, choose to turn off the phone.
Medina finished preparing, she went to college without breakfast. Letting his stomach rumble asking in the contents. He was still thinking about where Rega had been all night. Medina was completely unprepared if the man's answer disappointed her later.
Seriate