
Kanya POV's
I opted out of the auditorium building after the core event was over. This pregnancy made me a little dizzy to hear loud music for entertainment events in there. I decided to go to the outdoor cafe next to the audiotarium.
Enjoying coffee while accompanied by calm night weather seems to calm my stomach. It might not be long before Mas Bian will also come out of the building after the event is over.
I sat in a row near the park so I could freely see the sky filled with stars tonight. Right in front of me was a television screen that was still airing the student hall show.
They also try hard to attract new users. But my eyes were focused on the figure of a woman wearing a black t-shirt with a student logo with a red skirt. Same clothes as when I met him at the Mall.
I smiled to myself a little amusedly, I used to think Gareta would be included in my household story. In fact, there is a barrier like a wall that never gives the woman a gap in my household story even if only one episode.
That barrier wall was the great love of Mas Bian. Mas Bian is even like a spy who knows whatever I did in High School. Why did I become more and more convinced that she never had a romance with anyone before marrying me. He was so shy about just saying my name.
"You're here it turns out!" a voice I know so well has given me my beautiful daydream.
"Have the show finished?" my many. Bian is standing in front of me
"Maybe in a minute, my mind is on you?" he said it again now sitting next to me.
"Aren't you sure our kids can stand the loud music in there?" my answer.
Bian nodded in understanding. Mas Bian is not as possessive as the CEO of my novel. Forbidding his wife of anything makes him a queen.
But Mas Bian instead gave me a lot of opportunities to learn. Learning to grow my confidence. My family always spoiled me without ever giving me a chance to learn. Mas Bian actually told me to keep cooking so that I could continue to learn and improve. The little things that make me more confident.
"Mass?" Bian turned to me straight away.
"Mas Bian spies on me yeah, why know I went into the gutter at that time, why Mas Bian didn't come help me," I asked.
Mas Bian just smiled at me. "We're one school. We will meet every time" replied Mas Bian who did not meet my expectations. My husband is a reality man who speaks to what he sees without sweeteners.
"Why would I help you. You've climbed on top of Kay" he continued relaxed.
Yes, maybe at that time fate still has not brought us together. Mas Bian has not been allowed to enter my life story. After all these years it is finally destiny that unites us with marriage. That's why I thought I'd give my story a title. The CEO's contract wife who has a dream woman or better suited. Not the CEO's dream wife.
I shook my head again, even the biggest mistake of my life was me thinking that Gareta was the woman of Mas Bian's dreams and I was just the woman who would become his contract wife. There was a time when I was fighting Gareta's hatchet for getting caught taking my husband. Passing through a household ark full of conflict then in the end I left the house and Mas Bian chased me in the rain of regret.
Geez! such a cliche is only in my novel.
Mas Bian the realist. He chose a partner he truly loved. My cheeks flickered again remembering the incident at the audiotarium. If at that time Mas Bian did not take me as his wife to accept the award. Under the pretext of still awkward to consider me a wife. But not tonight, in his own way Mas Bian opened everyone's eyes that I was the only wife he loved.
"Why?" ask Mas Bian. I shook my head in shame, there was no way I could tell what was in my head.
"I want to see what's trending on Twitter, Instagram and YouTube." I grabbed the cell phone immediately. I can't wait to open those three apps.
Trending Topic
#(Im)PerfectCoupleAbianMore
100k tweet
I shut my mouth. It's so unbelievable. How can this hashtag shift the student festival palpintar. Earlier I had seen the festival palpintar occupy the top position. I know who's behind this hashtag. Must be three of them.
"How's it?" ask Mas Bian as if he was curious.
I handed the phone to Mas Bian. Bian also looked shocked.
"Why so this hashtag that is trending Kay," the smile vanished from Mas Bian's face turned into astonishment.
"Mas Bian doesn't like our name in the top row?" answer a little annoyance.
"Not so,"
"Netizens are the fastest to stir with the news of the beginning of Mas."
"If we are much talked about. The buddy smart student festival will sink. The team who have been trying hard to raise this event."
I grabbed my phone again, "See Mas, my student festival is still in third place to bottom. No need to worry."
I can see Mas Bian rubbing his head. "Kay, don't tell me the news about us tomorrow will fill the online news portal. I know myself happy fast online media lifting news tranding."
I'm laughing instead. "Well, how else" I said. "Mas should be happy that people will get to know Mas as the founder of smart friends inspired by the story of his beloved wife. That way your husband out there will appreciate his wife more."
Mas Bian lowered his head with a smile, his hand reaching for my finger to link to.
I became curious, how are the people of Instagram who like to curse me.
Waw! Sure enough my home page was filled with online news that so quickly spread beat the mouth of a neighbor.
Raisa's post with one of Mas Bian's videos pointing at me on the screen made me want to stop by to see netizens' comments.
raisaputris02. I'm the proudest guy to be that sweet girl's best friend. I know they are not a perfect couple. But after all these years they were brought together to perfect each other. The perfect love is marriage. Love You @Kanyamentari_ @abianaskara
#(Im)PerfectCoupleAbianMore
#FestivalLearningSobatSmart
#trueloveAbianKanya
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Larissa23 I thought the noise that the neighboring tree had made was thunder. It turns out it screams my heart๐ญ.
I don't want to continue the comment before my laughter comes off. Looks like it's Netizen who also used to comment on my feed.
"It's really them,"
Mas Bian came closer to see my phone, I think he was also curious this time.
"My God" he exclaimed as I scanned the online news page.
"Mas, tomorrow the infotainment news will also tell us." Excruciate. "Or maybe we'll be invited to a talk show on television." I shut my mouth imagining how I would be invited to a television show.
"Mas may be repulsive," exclaimed Mas Bian rubbing his face.
I just laugh amusedly. I had expected, a man like Mas Bian would definitely not want to appear on the glass screen with a gossip show like that.
"Mas" I tightened my hand. "I'm sure everyone this time admired Mas Bian more. I created this app not for profit. But also because of Mas Bian's concern for the children who lost the opportunity to advance and lost his confidence."
I saw a smile on my husband's face. Bian stood up.
"We went there yuk Kay, exclaimed as if looking at the stars among the tall buildings."
He led me to the balcony of the cafe facing directly towards the tall buildings that emit colorful light.
Fortunately rootroof cafe is quiet. Although Rame people already know me and Mas Bian are a married couple.
I close my face so that it is not far from Mas Bian! I kissed Mas Bian's cheek, since I wanted to do. Bian smiled at me.
"That's a gift Mas Bian's been working hard for tonight."
"That's it?" Mas Bian teased me.
I hit his arm. "What do you want!"
Bian laughed softly this time. Because I can hear my ear.
"Thank you for being my husband. I am not perfect. But I'll always be perfect for my husband and kids later,"
Mas Bian held my cheek gently. "You've always been perfect for me since Kay used to," she replied.
His gaze looked back at the building and the millions of stars in the beautiful sky tonight. I followed his hand pointing to the names of the constellations.
I used to think that romance was like in my novel.
Give a flower every day.
Take dinner with a candle lit.
Carrying me in bridal style to bed.
or maybe hug me from behind when cooking.
Nah!
My husband never did any of that! But for me when I was with him everything was romantic. The simple thing I did with him was always growing the cherry blossom flowers in my heart.
"Mas, is there no special call darling for me," I cried on the sidelines of the event we looked at the building.
"Ehmm, I'd rather call you Kanya."
I get upset, sometimes that's what my husband is like. Sometimes being sweet is not uncommon also salty.
How do we sprinkle the sugar itself to be sweet.
By what?
By understanding your partner, accepting his shortcomings and creating happiness with him.
Happiness in our own way. Simple and what it is.
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Seriate........
It's the longest episode in this story๐ฅบ
Wait for the continuation of the story of Mas Bian and Kanya who may stay a few more episodes....
Thank you my dear reader big love always ๐๐๐๐
Einaz