Alairas

4-Meet the candidates?

"Really, now??"

"Yes, your clothes are ready in the room. Shower first and then Mama asked Mbak Rina to make you dance." Anjani said, looking at her daughter.

Pupil Aira's eyes enlarged, and instantly, "Well, what if Aira's future husband om-om? Ihh, it's his whole. It's okay if her om-om is like a Korean om-om," the girl looks up at the ceiling of the room with a smile, hallucinating.

"Nhd!" Anjani breaks her daydream, Aira frowns, while stomping her legs in annoyance.

"Kan darling pretty-beautiful gini dapetnya old om-om, after all Mama does not want to show her picture anyway!" Sebal Aira's. He was still reluctant to move even though the mother kept telling him to get ready immediately.

Anjani patted her forehead, "No way old, she's the same age as you."

"Of course, Mama is very happy feeling, Aira doain tomorrow can not arisan!"

Anjani stroked his chest patiently, had to endure the emotions, again the thing is.

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Alan rushed into his home after putting his motorcycle in the garage. He took off his jacket, his gaze immediately fixed on Liona and Aldi who were sitting on the long sofa.

Alan sighed, he landed his butt on this long, soft sofa.

"Eh, Alan?" Aldi approached his son.

"Lan, change gih clothes, which are neat let look handsome."

Alan just nodded, "Now?"

"Next year Lan," Aldi said with a sour face.

"Well, really now? Not too flabby? What about Alan's dream, huh?" Alan's voice started to sound serious, very heavy.

"Lan, Papa knows you're a real man. And the real man will not break the promise he made, and, understand what responsibility is."

Alan looked down, only this time he slightly objected to the request of Grandpa, and his parents.

"Allen..."

"You're a good boy, Alan. My mom wants the best for you, too. Either it's a tradition from our family, or your grandfather and his best friend made this kind of deal. All you have to know, Papa and Mama were also fooled, Lan."

Alan nodded, feeling something strange. He just found out that they used to be fooled too. He looked at Aldi and Liona, both of them in sight. How does it feel to marry someone we don't love?

Will he be like Papa and his mother who are currently in love with each other?

Alan doesn't know, Alan's running out of ways. He just wanted to grant Grandpa's request.

The guy breathed a riled breath.

"Yes already."

Aldi nodded then smiled, patting Alan on the right shoulder. "Your candidate is beautiful" a small grin appeared on Aldi's lips.

Alan was really lazy to look at her, anyways or pretty, anyway he would not be interested.

"Alan slept for five minutes" As the boy was about to close his eyes, Aldi hurriedly pulled Alan's hand.

"No way, no, take a shower and keep changing clothes politely! We'll be leaving in a minute." Aldi forced the man to stand up from his seat.

"Yes-yes, baffles!" Annoyed Alan.

Aldi and Liona smiled looking at Alan who was walking on the stairs leading to his room.

"Well... Finally.." Aldi's happy smile now appeared again. After a few days of not being able to sleep, and the work piled up, this news made him improve.

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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.

The dress looked simple, with no arms, then there was a small ribbon on her waist. But it fits perfectly in Aira's body, perfectly matching the makeup she wears.

Not very menor, Aira does not like that. He only wears powder, lip gloss, and a thin blush. Not much, but Aira looks so beautiful tonight. The hair she let down made her beauty increase.

"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."

Pram and Aira have made up. Indeed, Pram was very happy to hear the news that his son received his matchmaking.

Father and son actually can not stand if the marahan continues.

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

"Udah is enough, do not want to be horrified." Cut Pram in annoyance. Instead of having to hear the spicy talk of Aira.

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 smiled, tucked the child's hair behind her ears, then showed her fierce facial features. "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.

One thing Aira wanted to do, but couldn't, was escape.

On the one hand he wanted to fulfill his grandfather's request, but on the other hand, he did not want to get married.

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.

"Ra, Mama just wants the best for you." Suddenly Anjani comes to Aira and holds Aira's hand. Seeing Aira who had been silent in the car, made him worry.

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 langtah, 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?!!!!!"