Alairas

PROLOGUES

A girl with back hair walked back and forth in the living room. He bit his index finger to relieve his anxiety. Both his eyeballs glanced at a unique wall clock that showed seven o'clock in the evening.

A short maroon-colored dress fits perfectly on Aira's beautiful body. Actually, he's wearing a ginian.

"D-AIRA?!!"

The girl called 'Aira' was shocked. Looking towards a middle-aged man who was walking towards him.

"Ngapain anyway, call me already like to broadcast sekampung."

"Hey!" Sentak Pram—Papa Aira's. He confirmed the suit he was wearing with the PD. "Where are you like a young man again, right??"

"Such ngarep, the face is already wrinkled aja still—"

"Udah is enough, do not want to be horrified." Cut Pram in annoyance.

A middle-aged woman walks down the stairs making Aira and Pram turn her attention to the woman. "Well, my mom is the best!" Seru Aira's.

Anjani, Mama Aira smiled then showed her fierce face look. "Don't talk, they're waiting."

Aira's smile faded away instantly.

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In the car, Aira did not even open her voice. If asked by Pram and Anjani, he only answered with a nod or a headband.

He continued to look at the car window, should he resign himself to all this? Why should he?

Today, she will meet her future husband later. Weird right? He still did not want to get married at a young age. I don't know what the face of the candidate is. Aira only wanted to have a one-time marriage in her life.

What if you're in Aira's position? It's very hard, isn't it? On the one hand he did not want to make both his parents disappointed with him.

Yet... Getting married without love is a bad thing.

Aira just wants to marry the person she loves, with the person who loves her. Not like this.

Pram and Anjani joke around with each other. I don't know, Aira's mood is really bad. The car stopped in front of a restaurant.

Mr. Adam— as a private driver opened the door for him. Slowly Aira down and out of the car, at that moment he felt the wind blowing so fast that making the hair he stalls neat now a little messy.

Aira let go, then threw away her face.

Anjani sighed, the soft elusan on her shoulder made her smile to Pram.

"Well, come in, you can't wait."

With a very forced manner, Aira walked after Pram and Anjani. Once he thought to run away, but Anjani's eyes always watched him and made his guts shrink. Not to mention the two personal bodyguards that were walking behind him.

I don't know why his father would do something like this. Think he ran away? And yet yes.

The three of them headed to the promised place, which was on the rooftop.

"Hi, Aldi!" Not only reached the table, Pram had already waved his hand to someone who was his age.

It really made Aira a little embarrassed as some people were fixed on her.

It was seen that Pram and Anjani were chatting with the two people. They look very familiar. Aira was very nervous, she squeezed the end of the skirt she was wearing and bit her lower lip.

"It's Aira? Pretty really, huh? I think it's Mama." Said the woman sitting next to Anjani. "You may be Li" Anjani replied.

Aira smiled clumsily, she just looked down at the various kinds of food presented at this large table.

"Where are you going, Di?" Pram asked with lo-gue and made Aira grumble to kick the table in front of him.

"To pick up his phone in the car, just be here." Said Aldi.

Aira let out a huffed breath, there's nothing interesting here. The four of them were busy talking until they forgot he was here. But it's okay, it's also bad.

The girl pulled out her phone from the sling bag she was carrying, and played even though nothing was interesting either.

"Excuse me."

The baritone's voice made the five turn their heads, and diverted the object.  Everyone smiled to see who was coming, except.... Aira's.

He glared wide, and did not realize if he was crashing at the table as reflex stood up from his seat.

"A..D-FUCK?!!!!!"