Forced Marriage With Crush

Chapter 5 Strawberry Ice Cream

"Aliza. Not ready yet, sweetie?" The knock on the door made the girl in the army shirt turn towards the door of her room.

"Yes, Bun. Then Aliza again down," replied Aliza who was in front of the mirror while polishing her thin face with makeup.

"Yes, it's gone down. Arsen is waiting downstairs." Nita moved out from her daughter's room.

The deg!

Arsenic?

"Why did he come early in the morning?" his inner.

The police on Aliza's lips stopped. He stared at the wall clock that showed at 07:55. Aliza immediately went downstairs to see if it was true what Nita said? A mother can't possibly lie to her son the moon? Especially about something very important.

Yeah, sure enough in the living room there's an Arsen wearing an army shirt.

Aliza's steps are slowing down.

I don't know, I just want to turn around and go through the back door.

However, he would not be able to do that.

"Eh, it's ready, yes" said Nita looking at her daughter who had just arrived.

"Your shirts can be the same?" ask Nita with a twinkle.

Aliza looked at the king she was wearing and then looked at Arsen who was wearing the same color shirt.

"Gee. It's a good sign. Usually if there is an unintentional similarity it could be a sign of a soul mate," said the middle-aged woman with a smile that burst.

"What the hell, Bun?" Aliza looked at Nita with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

There was actually a sense of pleasure in the depths of his heart. However, the sense of prestige within him had to be maintained.

It felt like he had to be alone without that person knowing.

Arsen only smiled faintly at Nita's words. "Is he ready?"

Aliza nodded.

"Later you guys after finishing at the store, directly fittings clothes yes," said Nita suddenly.

Aliza was surprised not to play. "What do you mean, Bun?"

"Not understanding. You will be willing to marry again" explained Nita as she approached her daughter.

Aliza breathed a tired breath. "You're a long time, Bun."

"Yes not papa. It's as if looking for a model of his clothes used to want a rich one how."

"Later before H day you also have to fit clothes again. Afraid of change in your body," said Nita, who was embraced by Arsen.

Aliza's? Nnnnope. The girl just remained silent without making a sound. There was actually a word he wanted to say, but it would be better if it was kept.

After all, his words later would definitely not be accepted. It's not negative thinking but Aliza is used to it.

Moreover, the thing he wanted to talk about was contrary to Nita's opinion.

"We say yes, Tan," said Arsen then kissed the hand of his future father-in-law and followed by Aliza who did the same.

***

The sun is starting to sink. It is time for the moon to replace.

But Aliza is still in the dress shop. After the job is done in the store. Aliza and Arsen finally go to the dress shop where they will do the wedding dress fittings.

Aliza who is beautiful and graceful uses a white dress with models on the chest open and long sleeves up to the wrist.

The dress was Aliza's choice. Arsen has said that she can choose what kind of dress Aliza will use.

Arsen began to know that Aliza was indeed his submissive son and made the girl often reluctant to reveal her emotions, especially to the family.

It was like too much of a burden to be left alone.

On the other hand Arsen has come out of the room fittings with a suit and a typical white shirt like a man who is getting married.

Aliza who just came out and made Arsen look without blinking.

"That's pretty. If I think this is a very perfect blend," said the female employee who had helped him make fittings.

The official stared in amazement at Aliza.

It's true that girl was very pretty this afternoon.

"Sir. Sorry, what about the shirt?" ask the other clerk to Arsen who is still staring in admiration at Aliza.

"It's so pretty," Arsen's inner.

"Oh. Ja. I chose this one." Arsen glanced at the clerk at a glance and then looked back at Aliza.

The girl in white dress looked awkward and embarrassed to be stared at like that by Arsen.

"Udah. Your wife-to-be is very beautiful" said the woman with some white hair mixed with titan who began to approach Arsen because she saw the customer was staring at Aliza for too long.

"Patience yes. That month was not long. After marriage, you will become a husband. You will look at him Setipa when. So, take it easy," said the woman who owns the shop and then started unbuttoning Arsen's suit and assisted by her employees.

***

On the way home Aliza saw an ice cream merchant who was taking shelter in front of a closed shop.

They decided to go home after getting tired of today's schedule.

Tomorrow they will take pre-wedding photos and print out the invitations.

"Stop, sister," said Aliza suddenly right in front of the ice cream seller who daydreamed with a box containing ice cream beside her.

"Gue wants some ice cream, brother." Aliza opened her wallet. "Lo want?" continued.

"Ujan-ujan-gini you want to buy ice cream?" tanya Arsen did not believe it.

Aliza nodded. "Emang why?"

"No. No papa. I just bought it. Wait in the car!"

"I don't want to buy it, brother. What do you want to taste?" Aliza started to come down without using anything on her head.

"Gue .. vanilla, yes" replied Arsen.

Actually he did not want to eat ice cream because the weather was less supportive.

"Wait!"

Arsen immediately took the umbrella that he was ready to be in the car in anticipation if things like this.

"This cake," said Arsen thrusting a small black umbrella.

A few minutes later Aliza returned with two ice creams in pink and white.

"Now!" Aliza thrusts vanilla-flavored cream on Arsen.

"How come?"

"Two thousand?"

"It's very cheap" said Arsen a little surprised.

"I'll buy it so that the seller's brother is sure. If the windfall is already there is a shred. I just want to raise his brother's spirit to sell."

"Gue can see it." Aliza looked at the seller who was still holding the money from her with a happy face.

"Gue was also happy to see her smile. How grateful even if only with a little windfall. Sometimes I like to be embarrassed. They are always grateful, but I forget thankfully when there are many things I should be grateful for."

"Yes really." Arsen nodded. Sometimes he also forgets to be grateful even though there are many blessings that God has given.

"Lo was talking to his brother?" ask Arsen curiously.

Before answering Aliza's tears had slid freely on her smooth and white cheeks. This time the girl really could not stem her tears.

"Who? How crying?" Arsen was puzzled to see Aliza suddenly like this.

Arsen's outstretched hand rubbed Aliza's back to slightly win her tears.

"Crying until you feel enough. Don't be afraid I'm here."