FAKE LOVE (ME, MY HUSBAND, AND HIS GUNPLA)
Episode 2
Nothing is more exhausting than
repeated questions. Every moment he gnaws at the mind, swallows all patience, incites hatred, also drowns you in despair.
What does happy marriage mean?
What when two people who love each other are finally united in the sacred bond of marriage?
Or is happiness only complete when God leaves one, two, or perhaps a dozen descendants for them?
Arlina Wulandari Kristianti could not answer the curiosity that kept spinning in the head. Just like the incomprehension of the questions that continue to be attached to him. Grip a sense of peace in the heart. Subverts the tranquility of his life.
“When to marry?”
“Nearly thirty, still single?” “Lo lesbian yes, why not merit too?”
Arlin is fed up. The girl who will be thirty years old next year always feels depressed. It's not that he doesn't want to get married. It's just that men seem not interested in binding a lifelong oath of loyalty to be his life companion.
Today, however, his world is turned upside down. The sound of a simple orangutan filled the room. The delicious aroma of smoke-puffing containers evokes the taste buds. The singing of Melodies of Life was haunting, but unable to calm Arlin's mind.
An hour ago, he heard Delano Kienan Pranajaya mention his full name in the wedding kabul ijab. And now Delan was standing by his side. Shake the hands of every passing guest with a faint smile. The smile that Arlin thought was quite sweet, but hid many secrets.
Arlin tried to keep up. A forced smile that did not emerge from his deepest heart.
He only met Delan three weeks ago. Yes ... only three weeks and they held a marriage bond to live on. He even just found out Delan's full name when taking care of a marriage license.
Arlin recalled how Mama had forcibly registered him to the online dating agency website, NikahYuk.com. Things that Arlin thinks are far beyond reason and common sense. But, Mama cannot be denied. Arlin cannot prove that he can last with his old girlfriends. There were 14 men who had been her lovers. However, none of them could last more than three months with him.
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Three weeks ago, Arlin was just glued to the site that Mama meant. Photos of men lined up in front of him. Next to the photo, there was their brief profile. Not to forget the link to the full profile is also available.
Mama has entered Arlin's biodata in such detail. The uploaded photo is when Arlin became a wood fence at his cousin's wedding. Sure looks very beautiful with turquoise makeup.
“This public fraud his name.” Arlin whispered as he opened the second photo that his mother had uploaded.
“Yeah, my homemade toad chicken photo was installed as well.” Arlin glared at the caption written underneath.
Ready to be a wife who can satisfy the husband's stomach with the most delicious cuisine.
At that time Arlin wanted to shout a protest at Mama. However, he finally chose to save energy and instantly deleted the magic caption.
My cooking.
He was stunned, why Mama only uploaded photos of her normal cooking. Not a cute and cute ornamental bento. Ah, it's none of his business. He just wanted to make my mom happy. No need to take biodata too seriously.
“Anjrit, no custom search everything!” Arlin sees a large selection of keywords in the search page. Starting from height, age, race, monthly salary, hobbies, and much more. Isp Arlin tries to enter the keywords he wants.
Minimum height of 170 cm, S1 education, non-smoking, free race, minimum salary of nine million, Jabodetabek domicile, and....
Type stopped.
Hobby eating.
Yeah .. who knows if he can find someone suitable. But he didn't expect much. What kind of stupidity entrusts the search for prospective husbands to an online dating agency website? Even Arlin had never seen the real form of the man he would choose later. Ah, nevermind. Arlin didn't want to think much.
Enter.
Arlin was stunned to see there were only seven men who met the requirements he was given.
Their faces are pretty. Not bad, but not special. One of them is quite in accordance with Arlin's favorite type. Bespectacled, sweet, mature brown skin, and thin lips that look unique with hemispheres on the bottom. Her hobbies are also related to Japanese culture. Just like her. His hand subconsciously directly pressed the complete profile button.
But the desire to urinate that tickles his stomach, inevitably stop his activities. The sense of relief created afterwards, instantly vanished swept away a warning. There was an unread message on the site he had just browsed.
“Cepet highly! I even belom change her profile picture!” With a pounding heart—more due to panic—Arlin opens the first message he receives.
“Hi! My name is Delan. I saw you log in to my profile.” Arlin jerked. He looked to the bottom right of his profile dashboard. Is correct. There are several men already looking at his profile including Delan. The man who just sent her a message.
Oh my God ... Arlin felt like he wanted to delete his NikahYuk profile at that time because of shame.
“Gue has been browsing your profile as well. I think we can fit in. Can I contact further? As if in this way, my bonyok can calm down. Lo, the girl whose profile content fits me best.”
The sweet man with the bottom lip he had seen, was now greeting him. Arlin's heart was like a speeding locomotive. His voice is very noisy. Thumping non-stop. He was surprised that there was such a brave man.
However, he may be desperate to receive the person who just sent him a message. Moreover, he felt unprepared to accept the man to be his girlfriend.
“Gue forced bonyok to marry. I am looking for a husband who will accept me for who I am. Honestly, I am lazy to marry if forced like this.”
Undeliverable.
New message.
“Hanjay, very sorry he replied. His finger is indeed a god, is it only answer two words?” inner Arlin, once he saw the reply not until a minute later.
“We are the same, really. I was also forced to pay the same price. If we are merits, everyone will be happy ending. No more hassles because of being coined. Yes, right?”
Arlin could hardly believe the sentence he was reading. Why is Delan so desperate to get married just by looking at his profile? Ah ... Arlin remembered the photo that Mama uploaded. The most beautiful photo of Arlin this year.
“Nih guy I think stuck my photo.” Arlin.
“Lo reckless! I am not as pretty as in the photo. Who chose that photo. My face again read it all out.”
The reply came quickly.
“Gue doesn't care physically. Do not want to? I am not maksa. But I'm tired of being told to merit while no girl knows the same hobby I.”
Arlin. Delan has the same problem as him. Wasted due to hobbies that are considered abnormal. Does that mean Delan can be his soul mate? Unknowingly Arlin's hand trembled while writing a reply message.
“Gue also broke up because my ex-husband did not accept the same hobby I.”
Arlin was surprised why he could say the thing he was hiding the most to the man he had just met. Arlin opened the reply that had just appeared.
“Klop, right? FYI, I am an analyst programmer at a large private company in Jakarta. My house is in BSD and I have bought a house in Pamulang size 120/150. paid off. Don't think about the installments anymore. My gross monthly income is 18 million. Clean the 15. Health insurance is also covered by the office. When it comes to living, God willing, I am well established. Ortu you will also be calm. Win-win solution.”
Arlin bengong read the somewhat arrogant message. But Delan's words have a point. You can't wait for someone who understands your hobby. Almost impossible!
“Bby. But I don't want us to be annoying each other. That is, we should not be related husband and wife, because I am not sure ready to be your wife. What matters is our husband and wife. I have my own salary from freelance work. It's only three million a month. So you don't need to be too dizzy giving pocket money to me. I just love my daily shopping money. Ortu was happy, and all was happy. Most importantly, I won't be labelled a lesbian anymore. How?”
Arlin half did not believe what he wrote. Neighborliness culminates due to disgust. The desire to escape from all forms of pressure that bothers him. Arlin isn't sure Delan is crazy enough to accept his offer.
How can a man be willing to support a woman but not have a body or a heart?
TRIINGS.
The sound of incoming messages made Arlin jump from his seat. His eyes widened in disbelief at Delan's short but richly meaningful reply.
“OKE!”
