Being a Seductive Woman

Being a Seductive Woman
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"Darling did you listen to my mom? Mama told me you'd have a fiancee. Your marriage is arranged." Said my mother in front of me.


"Yes Ma, I know." I'm bored.


"You're matched. Your marriage is arranged." Mom said and then cried again.


"Mama, can you stop screaming? That's annoying." I said calmly.


"My dear, why are you yelling at our daughter?" Said Papa asking Mama.


"Look at your daughter Jackson Baldev. He'll be betrothed to someone and he doesn't do anything. But the answer is just fine. I don't believe this." Mama said continuously.


"Ma... Why do you overreact, as if you're the one who's going to be betrothed." My words giggle.


"See Jackson! He laughed instead of protesting." My mom and dad just shrugged their shoulders.


"My dear, before you react, let your daughter explain everything." Said Papa holding Mama's shoulder.


After that, Papa looked at me.


"Darling, can you explain everything to your mother?" Say Papa softly.


"Mama, I accept that I'm being betrothed and my marriage is arranged." I said with a smile.


"Yes God! Mama thought you wouldn't agree to any of this. But your reaction was completely unexpected." Say Mama.


"That's why I've never been in a relationship with any man, because I knew that I'd be in a match." Saying again.


"really? Isn't it because you're too busy studying?" Papa said grinning.


"Sstt... Papa's..."


I put my index finger in my mouth signaling Papa to shut up. But my father just laughed and shook his head.


"Can you two stop joking? I wonder what you guys are talking about. I always don't understand what you're talking about." Mama rolled her eyes.


"Ma. I'm fine. I agree with Mama's decision that Mama will betroth me and marry Mama's business partner's son." I told Mama straight away.


"Alright sweetheart. Mama is sorry. But Mama had no other choice. It's your grandfather's order." Mama almost cried.


"It's okay Mama. Maybe my relationship with the man who became my husband later could be like the relationship of Mama with Papa who is always harmonious." I said to Mom with confidence.


"Thank you, Papa's darling. You always understand us." Papa.


Then we all hugged.


After a heart-to-heart talk with my parents, they left because they had a business meeting. While I was in the middle room thinking.


'How does my future husband look? Does he have a good body shape? After all I don't care whether he has a good body or not. But the important thing is, whether he has good behavior or not. Doesn't he have an unpleasant personality?'


I have so many questions in my mind right now. Even though I accepted and I already felt at peace with this matchmaking, it did not mean that I did not want to know how the figure of the man who became my fiancee


I woke up from my daydream when my phone suddenly rang. It was a message from an unknown number.


(So, are you happy with what you're doing?) Write from the message.


'Who is sending this message?' my thinking.


(Who are you?) Reply me.


My message has been sent.


(I'm the only guy who makes you desperate until you want to marry me so badly.) Reply to that message.


What the fuck is that? Desire to?


"Hahaha... Why should I despair?" I'm upset.


I was convinced that I was being played by someone I knew who changed his phone number.


(Haha... Relax, it's me leo hahaha.) A message came back to my phone.


"I thought..."


Shortly after, an unknown number called me.


"Hey, do you think this is funny?" I'm upset.


"Hahaha. Don't be angry like that. I'm just kidding with you, hahaha..." Said Leo.


"Have you finished laughing? Because if it's not done, I'll hang up. I have important business to do." My speech.


"Ehem... I'm done. By the way is there anything new? How are you?" Her speech.


"You can't know anything. I can't tell you any secrets, you son of a bitch." I still get upset.


"Hahaha you're angry again. I'm just kidding." Her speech.


"Alright Leo. I have to do something first, okay." My speech.


I hung up the phone and threw my phone on the bed and went straight to the bathroom to flush my body.


'It was a really exhausting day!'


My name is Jessica Jackson. I'm 22 years old. I was born to two very harmonious parents. Ever since I was a kid I never heard Papa and Mama fighting or yelling at each other in front of me. The two of them always share smiles and words of love every day.


My father, Jackson Baldev, was a very handsome man at a young age. My college friends even used to say that they were willing to be my stepmom. Fuck up!


My mother, Dara Alexandra is no less charm than Papa. At the age of almost half a century, Mama is still like a young child. Her body is a super model. I think Mama was born with an ideal body. It turns out Mama was once a fat and pathetic woman.


I never imagined that Mama had been bullied by her mother and step-sister. The mother I saw since I was little was a very strong, independent and so great woman.


I know all the stories of Mama's past from Papa.


That's why I idolize my mom so much. If someone asks me who I idolize, then I will answer a great woman named Dara Alexandra, my Mama.


'I love you very much Ma' I said in my heart.


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After I finished the shower, I headed to the dressing room. Choose the clothes I will wear. I decided to lie down on the bed and open my phone.


I decided to open the gallery and see all my photos together with Mama and Papa.


Soon I will get married and will live in the house of a man who will be my husband. I don't know if he'll treat me well or not. Given that our marriage is arranged.


I'm used to living with Mama and Papa's affection. But soon I'll be parting ways with them.


I honestly don't want to get married. But, since this is a decision that Mama and Papa have made, I agree. Because I'm sure whatever they both decide is the best thing for me.


All this time I have never been close to any man because I was too busy with my education. I also don't want to spend time with a man who isn't sure to be my husband. I decided to let my parents manage who I was married to, because of course they would make sure the man I was going to marry was a good man.


Seriate...