Chapter 16

Isabella's POV
After hearing a knock on the door from outside Lila's house. It immediately made Lila and me anxious. Our minds suspected the worst, predicting bad things would happen. So Lila and I agreed to unite our strengths behind the door when we started to open it.
"Don't tell me..." We felt really panicked. Worried that someone had bad intentions towards us. It could be from the opposing side who would sabotage the meeting tomorrow morning. Maybe there were rumors or gossip that we would be holding a meeting tomorrow.
"Should I open it?" Lila asked, feeling doubtful towards me.
I just nodded.
"Open it or not?" Lila looked a little annoyed waiting for a definite answer from me.
"Yes, just open it."
"Okay, then you get ready across from me later. Let me open the door. You understand what I mean, right?"
"Of course, I understand."
"Okay, come on, follow me!"
Lila and I walked towards the exit of Lila's house. I started to stand ready to greet someone behind this door. As for Lila, she started to open the door even though she looked a little hesitant but she tried to raise her adrenaline.
The door opened, and Lila and I immediately made an energy ball and waved it at someone who was in front of the door.
"Eeeeeh ehhh ..." He dodged it.
Luckily the energy ball didn't hit him. He cleverly managed to survive our attack.
“Wow." Both of our mouths were wide open.
"Are you guys crazy?" A little annoyed at us.
"Sorry, we thought it was someone who would have bad intentions," Lila said while scratching the back of her head.
As for me, I just kept quiet and still couldn't believe that the one in front of my eyes now was my own husband, Ethan. I didn't dare to say a word. I just waited for Ethan to greet me. I was at the wrong level again and the guilt crept back into me. So I became less confident after meeting Ethan again.
Ethan then turned to me. Lila began to pay attention to our movements. Maybe Lila began to feel something was odd.
"Let's go home!" Ethan said to me while pulling my hand.
I still stood frozen as if I was stuck. My legs felt like they were glued together so it was difficult to follow his invitation. My lips were still tightly sealed and I didn't answer him anything.
"Come on!"
"Wait! Wait! You can come in first Ethan." Lila offered.
"No need Lila, just let us go home. I want to get home soon."
I swallowed my saliva, feeling that something bad could happen. Especially seeing Ethan's scary behavior like this. It felt scary to face someone this cold. Feeling unwell I turned to Lila. Lila looked at me but couldn't help me to prevent Ethan from taking me home.
"Come on honey!" Ethan began to soften, changing his mannerisms. Maybe he began to feel uncomfortable acting like that in front of Lila. He began to respect me in front of my best friend. It seems that Ethan is starting to realize that it is not good to show domestic quarrels to outsiders. I was forced to fulfill his request. Although I felt nervous and showed an expression that was not okay. But now I try to be more mature in dealing with it.
Especially in front of Lila, I don't want her to know that Ethan and I are having problems. Especially problems that are caused because they have something to do with Lucas. We have to cover this up and we have to solve it at home. I have to be ready to face it even though I don't know what the biggest and smallest possibilities will be like next. I can't yet digest what attitude Ethan will show at home later. But now I'm trying to just go with the flow. Who knows he will change his attitude to be sweeter. Trying to be patient and act wisely, no longer childish like before when he was angry and left the house for more than a day.
"Okay, Lila, it seems I have to go home now with my husband. I think my husband is very tired because of his business at the pack. So I have to accompany him at home. I won't be staying at your house tonight. Maybe next time, Lila, I'll come here again to stay." I said.
"Yes, sorry, Lila, for disturbing your time. I let my wife come here and didn't drop her off because I was in a hurry. I just wanted to spend time with my wife after feeling very tired from outside activities all day." Ethan explained, assuring Lila that we were not in trouble and that our relationship was fine.
"Yes, of course, Ethan, I understand what you mean. I hope you and Isabella are fine, that's what I want. Isabella, you can stay another time if you need to, don't hesitate to come here as usual."
"Yes, thank you, Lila, you are indeed my best friend who can always be relied on in any situation."
"Okay Lila, we'll take our leave."
Ethan pulled my hand and led me after saying goodbye to Lila. Without waiting long, we immediately went home. Until, on the way home, I felt my heart pounding again. I worried that Ethan would be rude to me. Afraid that when he got home he would become savage and turn extreme.
We arrived home, and Ethan started to open the door and invited me into the room without further ado. Then he opened the door and lay down on the bed. While I was still standing stiffly facing him who was lying down.
"Come here!"
I swallowed my saliva, what's wrong with Ethan? I was very confused by his strange attitude. I thought he would continue his anger at me. But it turned out that beyond my expectations he acted so spoiled.
"Massage me, I'm so tired!" Turning his body over to face down. His position was ready to get a massage from his wife.
But I still couldn't understand and was still frozen in place.
"Come on, Isabella!"
It's rare for him to call my name. Usually, he calls me with a term of endearment. His way was also different; this time, it was firmer, not so gentle.
I just followed his orders before he changed his mind and his mood dropped. I had to take advantage of this situation so that Ethan wouldn't get angry with me for too long. I had to massage him extra carefully and with great gentleness so that he would truly melt towards me. His anger began to recover and he no longer held any annoyance towards me after a few minutes of getting a massage from me on his back.
"It feels good." He said while closing his eyes in a position that looked comfortable.
I smiled because I managed to make him forgive me. I hope he doesn't bring it up again when he wakes up. Now he is fast asleep while snoring and I am still massaging him. I also feel sore, and I think it's enough; I end my massage on him. Then I go to sleep with him next to my husband.