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(Chapter 4)

'WIFE'

After we had breakfast, Eren went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. I went out of our house to breathe fresh air. In the yard, I saw an old man carrying dried wood.

when he looked back at me he immediately smiled at me. His face is familiar but I can't remember his name.

"Mari, are you home?" he asked after stopping and putting down the wooden burdens for a while to rest.

"Yesterday, yes." I answered.

"You've been gone for a while, huh?"he lightly wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead."How is life in the city?"

"It's okay." I walked closer to him. I turned the wood that was piled up on the chin."Where are you going to take those?"

"These are firewood, hija. we don't fight." He rearranged the dry wood again and got up. "By the way... I sympathize with your father, Mari."

"T-thank you."

"Oh, I'll go ahead of you, bro?" he smiled sweetly. "I'll tell my son that he's back."

"Okay, thank you." I waved as I left. Even though I don't really know who he is. Familiar but I don't know the name.

"Who is he?" a baritone voice suddenly came. I looked behind to see Eren wiping his hair. he is wearing a branded shirt and a khaki short.

He looks so handsome in that outfit. I want to praise her for dressing well. But it doesn't fit the place. Maybe others will laugh at him.

"I don't even know him, huh." I snorted.

"You used to talk to strangers, huh?" he mocked.

"I know that face. I just forgot the name." I defended before he looked at me.

His laughter grew louder. Teasing.

"By the way, I'm going to town tomorrow. I'm going to look for a job... I can't just hang out here." I changed the conversation before walking back inside the house.

"For what? I have money?" I heard him answer from outside.

"That's your money. I'll work so I can have my own money too." I shouted back.

I felt his entry from inside the house. I sat on the small couch and placed my feet on the broken table. I also leaned back on the chair.

"We're married, right?" he asked teasingly. I glared at him but he only smiled in response.

"In your dreams!"

I fell asleep watching tv. It was noon when I woke up from sleep. I slowly got up from lying down. My eyes automatically scanned the whole room. My eyes looked for Eren but he wasn't there.

I stood up and started calling his name.

"Eren?" I looked around the living room but he wasn't there. I walked into the kitchen but Eren didn't meet me.

Where is that man? Have you left?

"Eren?"

I walk towards my room. I opened the door. It made some creepy noises. My eyes immediately darted on the suitcase behind the cabinet. Even his personal bag is there. I closed the door and looked around again.

"Eren?"

I ran out of the house. I looked up to see the darkness and thick clouds in the sky. The weather doesn't look good today.

I walked to the outside of the small yard. Even though it's not raining, it's immediately muddy outside. I even looked at the vast farmland not far away.

my eyes caught the cluster of people there. I don't know what they are focusing on there. My feet took me there.

Even before I got close, I heard the women's whispers.

"TRULY HANDSOME."

"PROBABLY FROM THE CITY."

"HE LOOKS LIKE A MODEL"

"NO, HE LOOKS LIKE AN ARTIST."

I was immediately suspicious of what I heard. I walked closer while squeezing myself into the crowd.

"Excuse me."

I was stunned to see Eren. It was confirmed that he was there with the old man I talked to earlier.

"What do you use for this wood?" Eren asked seriously while watching Manong cut wood.

"We're fueling it, son." he answered with a smile. It looks like that man has been here for a while because Manong seems comfortable talking to him."the rest we sell."

"Why don't you use stove instead?" he asked so confused. The other person frowned."I mean... b-why don't you just use a stove to make it easier?"

"That's not the trend here, Eren." the old man laughed."Maybe that's a trend among you. but here for us, it's lucky to have a charcoal stove."

"K-kalan de uling?" the young man's face crumpled slightly, causing the girls on the side to giggle. I want to laugh.

"Yes, son." the old man chuckled." If the stove is fashionable among you. here we use a charcoal stove for cooking."

In the end, Eren nodded even though he seemed to have more questions to ask.

"You must be rich, right?" suddenly asked the man. I saw the young man look away."It is obvious from your posture that you are a rich child."

"Did you know? Isla Lavistre?" Eren asked in a baritone voice. "My family is from there."

"Didn't you say she was your wife, Mari?"

My eyes immediately widened. The women on the side started whispering. Others are already frowning and can't paint their faces.

"Their family has a lot of trouble but no one is as good. How did you meet him?"

I stiffen for a while. My eyes just bore into him. I can see from Eren's expression that he is also struggling to explain.

He swallowed hard then took a deep breath. he glanced once at the people around them. He seemed to be looking for an answer to the old stranger's question.

That's when I took the opportunity to approach.

"It's okay." I said weakly. "Eren."

Our eyes met quickly. He immediately stood up from sitting. his lips were a bit protruding. Her beautiful body became even more refined as she continued to face me.

"I-I've been looking for you..."

I walked closer to him before turning to the people who were now giving me a bad look.

I sighed in front of him before looking up at him. Our eyes met. He glared at me causing me to turn away.

"W-what are you doing here?"

"Did you sleep earlier..." he trailed off.

"I didn't wake up." I said weakly.

"I planned to buy for our lunch. I don't know what to buy here." he said hoarsely. I looked up at him.

"The market is still in town."

"You have a wife, Mari?" the old man interjected. I looked at him before turning my gaze to the man in front of me. He was smiling now and then looked away.

"Uhm.."

"Oh, my son will be sad for sure." The old man shook his head before bursting into laughter. "You waited a long time to come back."

"Who is your son?" I wondered.

"Macoy." said the old man.

"It's Macario?" I clarified.

"Yes."

Macoy became my friend before I left here. He is one of my best friends. That's why the old man's face seems familiar because I know his son.

"It's going home later." it adds more.

"Please say hello to me, then."

Eren snorted loudly from the side. I looked at him again.

"Does he like my wife?" Eren smirked devilishly. I looked at him.

The old man didn't answer us and just laughed.