Chapter 5

My eyes widen, seeing Fisal out of the room.

So, Fisal slept in this house last night?

And that's Rita's room...!

Arghh, my head was pounding just thinking about this! It's still early, but I've been treated to preconceived notions that make my head spin. I saw he just smiled at me and then stretched his muscles.

Hurriedly, I returned to the room and asked Luna about this. Of course, Luna didn't know about the problem and she only found out if I didn't ask. Luna forbade me to prolong this matter.

"But, his actions should not be left like that, Luna. He will get used to entering a room that is not his own. It is not good for this family, later," I said and didn't accept her suggestion.

"It doesn't matter, Arga. Who are we in their eyes? We might even be considered interfering in their affairs if we have a problem," said Luna soothingly.

"You can tell Eka and Rita, well. After all, they are your sisters even though you are adopted."

"Yeah, next time I'll try. I'll go downstairs first, I want to prepare breakfast."

I just exhaled heavily, feeling that I had not accepted Luna's decision. Huf, I mean that now, Luna, I thought. However, maybe Luna has a point. Seeing the nature of her two younger siblings, Luna might get scolded back.

I nodded. Luna stepped out of the room and rushed down the stairs. That was her daily routine that she never left the slightest.

Even after Luna graduated from college, they did not allow Luna to apply for work anywhere, other than continuing to look after this family-owned shop. The reason was that no one can manage it. They can hire or recruit employees. The matter was they didn't want to spend money.

I saw Luna from above was busy arranging food on the table. They didn't have the slightest initiative to help, cook or just prepare dishes and other things. Aren't they the residents of this house too? They just sit back, talk and order.

I couldn't bear to go downstairs and join them. It broke my heart to watch this scene every day-back and forth lifting and putting something with no one to help.

Luna, was that what you've been doing for thirteen years? I muttered while looking at her from above.

Luna once told me that she was used to it. Since she lived in this house and joined Madam Mega's family. At that time, she was taken to an orphanage by this family because she would be cared for. At that time, Luna was still ten years old.

Now Luna was twenty-three years old. I can imagine how tired it must have been. Moreover, a week ago I was not at home.

Fisal–the guy with the bad behavior. just being a prospective in-law was already bad. Especially, if he's officially a son-in-law.

"Luna, where is Arga, isn't he joining us for breakfast together?" asked Mrs. Mega.

"Still in the room, Mom. Soon he will come down," said Luna from the kitchen.

"Oh, I see. All right."

"Never mind, Auntie. Why do you think about that poor guy. They don't deserve really to be together here," said Fisal.

After enjoying breakfast, they started rushing out to do their respective activities. I got down and went to Luna. The white-skinned woman with brown eyes and round eyes was busy cleaning some cutlery, which had been used for breakfast earlier.

I walked up to him, slowly and then wrapped my arms around her waist.

"You must be tired, Honey!" I whispered into her ear and rested my chin on her shoulder.

"Arga! People will see in this house later."

"Really! Why? You're my wife."

"But, it's not good for people to see, Arga."

"Could it be or not, you just don't care a little about people's judgments. Especially your family. I still want to hug you for a long time."

"Mmm ... let's start again. Wasn't one night enough?" said Luna with a smile on her left.

"You are teasing me?" I asked so that the devilish smile that had faded away grew back on my lips at the lure.

"Hush, please hurry up for breakfast! You'll be late for work. Here ia your breakfast!"

"I don't want to. I want to be fed," I said. It was my fault for fishing earlier, I muttered.

Luna just rolled her eyes and again. Her cheeks started to turn red. I like seeing it.

"Don't worry. They're gone," I say. "Mrs. Mega! I don't know where is she. Maybe she went shopping again or met her socialite friend."

I really enjoy every bite given by her. I enjoy bite after mouthful. It's very different from feeding my own food.

"Thank you, dear."

"You're welcome."

I got up and got ready to go to the office. My eyes turned left and right–looking for something.

"Luna, have you seen my shoes? They're not here."

"What! Last night, I cleaned it up on the shelf," she answered then came closer to me.

"Well, whose is this?"

"I don't know. Or may belong to fisal. Swapped with yours."

"The color is very different from your shoes. How can it be swapped?"

My phone suddenly rang. An incoming message. I opened it and read it.

[Bro, your shoes are great. I borrowed it, okay. An employee like you doesn't deserve to wear it. It suits me, as a manager. I left my shoes on the shelf. Use it instead for a while!]

There was a smiley emoticon at the end of the message. I didn't know whether to smile happily or make fun of it.

"Damn that guy! He has no shame using other people's things!" I growled in my heart.

I grabbed his shoes. Suddenly, I covered my nose because I smell the rotten smell–unable to inhale the scent of his socks. I left it back in its place.

Did he never clean it or buy a new one?

He said He is a manager! How come?

*

Dusk disappeared into the night, slowly. I was driving the car slowly, passing through the streets. Coming home made my mood even messier when I meet him again–that immoral guy.

I can not understand, he was very presumptuous wearing my shoes. I didn't feel comfortable wearing his shoes all day. Fortunately, this afternoon Luna came to the office with the shoes she had just bought before going home. Otherwise, I didn't know what my feet will look like and smell if I wear those shoes all the time. The shoe size was a bit small compared to mine.

When I got home, I went forward to my room. I didn't see anyone in the living room. Luna was must busy in the kitchen. I didn't see her in the room.

"Fisaalll ... get out of the way, you bastard!"

Loud slap!

I was shocked to hear Luna's scream and the sound of the slap. I got up quickly and left the room to see what was really going on.