Fly 2

Kevlar had just arrived at his house when his eyes fell on a pair of purple stilettos at the entrance to the living room.

Even though he knew who the owner of the shoes was, his little heart hoped that it wasn't her.

"Hello dear!" A voice with an artificially spoiled tone could be heard even from ten meters away.

"I'm right here from the airport because Mom asked me to bring this." A brown paper bag bearing the name of a bakery shop was held up high, as Kevlar approached the owner of the voice.

Kevlar swallowed his saliva. He has not filled his stomach properly since the morning, so it was natural that he was feeling hungry right now. The image of the croffle with strawberry sauce and his favorite cheese topping flashed through his mind.

"Come on, let's eat now!"

"No need, just take it home!" Kevlar said in a cold tone.

"This is your mother who bought it." Said Alea, half offended.

"Don't make it up I know you bought it." Replied Kevlar surely.

Alea looked at him sharply, disappointed that Kevlar learned his lie too soon. She changed her expression quickly and returned to his normal behavior.

"Indeed, I bought it, but Mom who gave it. See? Mom wants our relationship to go well. Oops, wrong! Not only Mom, Dad, and your sister also want it." She said, punctuated by a graceful laugh. The laugh that used to always make Kevlar crazy about the girl in front of him.

Kevlar stared at her intently, the emotion he had been holding in for so long finally bursting out.

"Alea! We have discussed this, there will be no marriage between me and you. It all ends when you decide to have an affair with that guy!"

Alea got up from sitting and close to Kevlar.

"Hey, I explained everything to your family, I was framed! I didn't do it on purpose."

"Oh right, you can deny it! But I will not be fooled!" Said Kevlar.

Alea replied with a sharp look, her calm expression turning annoyed.

"Your family and mine will meet soon to discuss our marriage. I hope you can be nice by not messing things up!"

Alea turned to take the bag and the suitcase she brought, then left in front of Kevlar.

"Shit!!" Kevlar cursed slowly.

"Your family believes that I am pregnant because of you, so unless you impregnate another woman, I won't give up on being able to marry you." Alea turned around again and left Kevlar who ignored her word.

But she doesn't care. Alea is sure that soon she will be able to control Kevlar. Kevlar's parents' orders to marry her had been dropped. And she was sure Kevlar would not be able to resist his parents' wishes.

Kevlar cursed Alea's words in his heart, the woman's crazy thoughts were getting worse. He regrets having been infatuated with that woman.

When Alea walked towards the outer door, Kevlar lay down on the sofa bed, thinking until he fell fast asleep. Alea's screams asking him to take her home were ignored by him. He feels physically and psychologically exhausted.

***

"Sir, sir!" With caution, the sound owner woke up his master.

The summoned body squirmed, and a familiar voice gathered his consciousness that he was still in the last place he fell asleep.

"Crikey! How long have I been asleep?." Some parts of his body were in pain because the size of the sofa was too small for his body.

"I'm sorry for waking you up. You fell asleep three hours ago Sir, please eat first, I have prepared everything on the table." The word owner said that was often called Aunt Rahma by Kevlar. She is a maid of his house.

"I'm not hungry." Kevlar had mumbled with half-eyed closed.

In his view, the light has lit up the room, a sign that night has come. Fifty-watt lamp sparkle and makes his eyes blink.

"Sorry Sir, but I know that you did not spend your breakfast and seems you don't eat in the office either. So I'm just preparing the meal without asking first to you." A woman who was almost half a century old.

Kevlar smiled. He gratefully had Aunt Rahma because even though his mother was away from him, he did not lose the figure.

"How do you know?" Kevlar asked, forcing himself to wake up.

"Last afternoon when you arrived I accidentally saw you so weak and uninspired." Answer the maid.

"Yeah, you're right! I'm not in the mood to eat. I have a problem and this has taken away my appetite." Kevlar continued with a languid face.

"I understand, but you have to keep eating to be able to deal with problems."

Kevlar nodded his head.

"Okay, I'm eating. I don't want to make you waste cooking for me anyway." Said Kevlar while slowly waking up from his sleep position.

The maid smiled and said again, "I have also prepared the cake that Miss Alea brought to the table, maybe you want to eat it as an appetizer."

"I don't want it, just for Aunt or give it to the other." Kevlar said.

Without arguing the maid confirmed his words and walked to the dining table followed by Kevlar later.

After dinner Kevlar went to his room, he lay on his bed and tried to sleep. But the drowsiness disappeared to be replaced by fresh feelings and thoughts after he splashed his body with cold water.

Alea's last words echoed back to him. As if by a miracle, Kevlar now knew what he had to do. His face smiled with satisfaction, and the image of someone's face he had seen earlier that afternoon flashed through his mind again.

And oddly enough, Kevlar became even more excited and couldn't wait to get to his office tomorrow. Strange but true, Kevlar feels his troubles with Alea will end soon. And it was only a matter of time before he could kick Alea out of his life, forever.