[Note] A Perfect Marriage

Enchanted At the Beginning of Meetings

Love throws the body on the bed with a shout of joy. She drowned her face in her pink dacron pillow and her tie legs that kicked the air irregularly. He acted as if he had just won a lottery of hundreds of millions.

Aaa .. glad to be picked up by the Throne .. I feel like my husband picked up. Geez .. try if every day can be like this. Especially when she saw him acting like he was going to protect me, it felt .. aaa ....

Love rolled her not-so-small body to and fro. The pink pillow has now changed its place in the deck. Love sleeps on her back, her eyes staring at the ceiling of the room nuanced all pink here and there. The glimpses of the beginning of their meeting again flashed in his memory.

"Love, Nana, Auntie know you must still be devastated by the incident, but Auntie hopes you can start a new life here. If there's anything, you have to quickly tell Auntie" said a middle-aged woman sitting in front of her dinner.

"Tante brought you here so Aunt can keep a good eye on you. Aunty sure it will not be too difficult for you to adapt in Malaysia, here it is almost similar to Indonesia, right?"

The girl he called Love nodded. The beautiful girl with pure white skin and waist-length straight long hair threw a knotty smile at the middle-aged woman before her.

"Mother, eat first. This food will be cold if not immediately dined," interrupted a man put some side dishes to his mother's ceramic plate.

The view of Love focused on the man. The look of admiration was clearly reflected in his eyes. Not blinking at all, he noticed every movement of the athletic man. Love involuntarily pulled the small two corners of her lips when she saw the man's smile that was so intoxicating.

He was full of attention and warm. Her eagle eyes and gentle demeanor reminded Love of her late father who was sorely missed by her. It was as if he could look back on his father who had only two months left him, just by looking at the man.

"Sister!" One small pat on the shoulders of Love managed to disperse his daydream.

"Eh .. Yes, Na?" Love quickly turned to her sister.

"Tante Laras told my sister to eat."

"Oh, yes. Sorry, my aunt is not focused. Let's eat," said Love smiling awkwardly at Laras.

"Aren't we waiting for Om, Tan?"

"Ah, no need. He'll be very busy and won't have dinner."

"You'll starve if you have to wait for that person, so we don't have to bother thinking about it" said the young man next to Laras.

Love raised both of her eyebrows confused at her words. But on one side of his heart was so pounding that he heard the voice of the handsome man. How could there be such a beautiful sounding creature, it felt like he could float just by hearing his words.

Love is nodding. He began to eat the food in front of him. Occasionally his naughty eyes steal a glance towards the man named the Throne. The oval-faced man with a round chin and black undercut-style hair, made him look so charismatic.

Love lowered her gaze slightly and began to peek at the man's chest. His ears met with red as those eyes reached the point he was aiming for. Field chest, broad shoulders, and stomach with torn bread so tempting the firmness of a woman's heart. Love sipped her saliva with great effort.

"You know, Love" said Laras, who had just wiped his mouth with a tissue. "If it wasn't for your grandfather, maybe our lives wouldn't be like this."

"Really, Auntie?"

"Yes. Om Zain was a street busker. It was your grandfather who sent him to school and it could be like this" Laras said with eyes glaring as if he was wandering in the memories of the past.

Love looks on in disbelief. A flash of what happened two months ago flashed across his head. Loving parents who were trying to pioneer a business died due to a consecutive accident on the Jagorawi toll road. Love was so confused at the time. He has not worked, his sister has just entered High School, and their family has nothing left after the company went bankrupt. Suddenly his parents' friends who had no news for a long time came and offered to care for and protect them.

He had always wondered why this family was being so nice and even wanted to help his family when it was bankrupt. And now he has the answer. This they do as a form of return to the grandfather who only has a father as his son.

"Thank you for accepting us, Auntie. Me and Nana promised not to bother Auntie here," said Love with a fluffy smile.

Cinta and Nana live in an apartment that has been prepared by Laras. They both live well in this neighboring country. Nana is busy with her school, she is a smart and beautiful student in her school. She always tried not to make her love-crazed brother worry.

Yes, it has been three years since his arrival to the residence of Mahardika. And from that moment also Love was infatuated with the Throne, the man who managed to steal his attention at the beginning of the meeting. Men with a myriad of softness and beauty. A man who could pay attention to her in this new place.

Love keeps trying to get close to her. All he did was ask permission to work in the company of the Throne. Nil. He who graduated in English education was not able to work in the company of the Throne.

Chequek!

"Sister, I'm home ...."

Conscious love from her daydreams as the sound of her sister's cry fills the entire apartment. He rushes up to greet the jolly girl who is about to graduate high school in a year.

...Connect .......