[Note] A Perfect Marriage

What Decision?

Soft-sounding music filled the room with retro nuances. A dining house with a fairly far table distance and yellow lights that add a calm feel for the visitors who look full. There is no empty table in every corner of the room.

From the music that entertains each visitor, there are two people who do not enjoy it too much. They are Lung and Love. Sitting in the corner of the room makes their presence not so noticeable among other visitors.

"Do you really love the Throne?" ask Laras after feeling Love is calm enough.

Love lifted her head that had bowed. Staring at the middle-aged woman netra wistfully, and nodded slowly. He could no longer hide his feelings. As the saying goes, as smart as we keep the carcass, the smell will still smell too.

"What did I hear, everything is the truth?" Back Barrel threw an expressionless question.

The woman who was still wearing her teacher uniform nodded back. The feeling of Love is getting less and less, his heart is racing. The hands that were on top of those thighs were interlocked and brim*s with each other.

Laras took a deep breath, while continuing to stare intensely at Love. He could see the uneasiness of the young lady before him.

"You want to marry the Throne even if he doesn't love you? Aunty will help you" said Laras confidently.

The Barrel's statement certainly surprised Love. He quickly raised his face and stared in disbelief at the middle-aged woman.

"A–what do you mean, Auntie?

"Didn't you say you wanted to marry the Throne? I can make that happen."

"But ... Throne .. he wouldn't be willing, Auntie." Love looks desperate.

"That's not important. As long as you want, the aunt can do anything to make the Throne and the snake woman separate."

"But ...." Love is confused, doubtful, and indecisive with the answers she has to give.

"Love, let's just say that now aunt is asking for your help. You said you wanted to return the favor to Om and Auntie, right? So let's just say now is the time. You know what purpose Aunt came to your apartment today?" ask Laras by staring fixed bead eyes Love.

Love shakes. He actually also wonders what purpose Laras came to his apartment night-night.

"Auntie actually wants to ask for help from you. Aunt wants to ask you to marry the Throne, but accidentally sees your conversation. Aunty feels God is on the aunt's side" said Laras with a smile.

However, Love did not immediately respond to Baras's explanation. He was still petrified looking fixedly at the woman before him in disbelief. His mind was now completely like a tangled thread that could no longer search for the end. The view of Love is directed at the thick of the night out there, somehow it makes his heart race faster. The pain suddenly returned to his heart.

I want to marry the Throne. I really wanted to, but ... If this way, wouldn't he hate me even more? inner Love with eyebrows that are increasingly wrinkled.

"Aunties. Didn't Aunt also see for herself the attitude of the Throne? Love is afraid Love can't fulfill Aunt's wishes. It's possible that the Throne will hate me more and more if Auntie does that" said Cinta who tried to explain her doubts.

Laras lifted his cup of coffee and gulped slowly the contents of the cup. The brown eyes that had started to appear several wrinkles around him were staring at the window, staring deep into the street.

"There is no excessive desire from me. I just want my son not to be hurt by that snake woman. I'm going to look for evidence of the woman's rot, and you just have to hang on to her for as long as you can" she assured Love.

Laras again set his eyes on Love, clasping the tiny hand expectantly. "If you want, I'll just have to ask the old man for help so that everything goes well."

Love doubt. He's still looking at Laras. Her eyes were shaking withstanding the crying. Between the happy feeling of wanting to marry and her love can come true, and the doubt mixes into one.

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Meanwhile, in the silence of the same night and the same town, a man in his night suit looked so agitated. He tried to close his eyes, but every second the eyeballs were closed, the shadow of the woman he had dropped earlier flashed across his mind.

The throne is so frustrating. He did not have the heart and felt guilty for making Love fall. The expression of sadness and disappointment of the woman was also still clearly reflected in her brain. The throne throws with annoyance the pillows it uses to cover the face.

"Why he's haunting me. It was his own fault, I had asked him to step aside, but he didn't listen to me. It's not my fault, so let me sleep!" growled at the Throne while ruffling his hair.

The man with the crumpled look returned to his body and tried to fall asleep. However, he cannot. The throne keeps rolling here and there. Trying to find a comfortable position, but still can not find it.

The throne finally chose to reach for the phone that was on the table next to his bed. He sent a short message to Bella with the words Bella, I love you hope that her lover will accompany her to stay up late. But nil, after a while waiting for Bella never returned the message.

The throne set its sights on the clock attached to the wall to the right of the room. Time has shown three o'clock over thirty minutes. Yes, unknowingly he had already gone through the night with his uneasiness.

"Love, basic! It's true Bella said, you're really sneaky. You have even sabotaged my sleeping hours" muttered the Throne with eyes closed.

...Connect .......

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