Help Me Divorce

Dating

In the afternoon, Berti waits for Cakra to pick him up at the office. He deliberately did not bring a car because this morning, Cakra sent a message, invited him to lunch together, all looking for an engagement ring. 

Seconds before the appointed time came, Berti felt a nervousness that he himself knew what was the cause. Today, his first debut with Cakra.

Calling first date a debut? It's true. Right now Berti is exposed to love fever, cold heat, like he would be facing thousands of spectators on a huge stage. Berti is not a singer, but he felt this way when addressing staff for the first time. He had felt the cold heat when he spoke in front of all his college friends during his education. 

But this time, Berti only faced one person, namely Cakra. His body seemed to melt imagining what would happen later. 

Berti's phone rang, a call from Cakra. Pull, puff of breath Berti do. He flicked his hand to the face so that the heat radiating away after that press the green button, then bring the phone closer to the ear. 

"Hello" said Berti. 

"I'm in front of your office." 

"Wait a minute, I'll be right down" Berti said. 

The call was immediately cut off. Berti put on a blazer, grabbed the bag and got out of the study. He walked quickly to the elevator and entered after the metal door opened. 

Berti company building consists of only five levels. In just an instant, the woman reached the ground floor and rushed towards the front. Berti smiled when he saw a tall figure leaning against the body of the car. 

"Hi! Sorry to wait," Berti said. 

Cakra straightened his body, opening the sunglasses he was wearing. The man immediately opened the car door and invited Berti to go inside. 

"Is he angry at waiting?" muttered Berti slowly.

Cakra got into the car, put a seat belt on his body, started the engine, then drove the four-wheeled vehicle towards the highway. 

"You're not mad at waiting, are you?" ask Berti. 

"Why should I be angry? You're not late" replied Cakra. 

Berti smiled, then said, "Cirain." 

Focus the chakra forward by driving a car.  While Berti search for chat materials so that the awkwardness between them is lost. But even thinking hard, he doubted. Cakra doesn't want to talk to her. 

"Where are we going? I mean, which mall are we going to?" ralat Berti when Cakra glanced at him. 

"Our family." 

"Do you have a mall?" ask Berti. 

Cakra glanced back at his future wife. "You don't know who your future husband is?" 

"How do I know you didn't tell him?" inner Berti. "I knew you had a hotel" he said later. 

Cakra did not answer, but returned to the focus of driving the car to a family mall. Berti just found out if the shopping center she often visited apparently belonged to her future husband. 

Rich is not about now. Berti is not Sari who chooses based on material, but he wants a responsible and loyal man. 

"Let me open the car door for you" said Cakra. 

The man took off his seatbelt and got out of the car. The small chakra runs towards the side next to it to open the door and let Berti out. 

"I didn't think this mall belonged to your family" Berti said. 

"We better have lunch first" said Cakra. 

Darti forced a smile to rise on her lips. He followed Cakra wherever the man took him. The two reached the fourth floor, where the restaurant Cakra wanted was located. 

"Message it" said Cakra. 

"What's your favorite food?" ask Berti. 

"I like everything." 

Berti showed the menu he wanted to the waiter as well as Cakra. "Say something you like about me." 

"I told you. I like everything." 

"Why do you want to marry me?" ask Berti. 

"What about you?" 

"I ask you," said Berti. 

"I want to know your reasons too" said Cakra. 

"Because I really want to get married" replied Berti. 

"I'm the same." 

"What's your wife's type?" ask Berti to know. 

Cakra stared at Berti. "You didn't really mean that question, did you?" 

"Why? I just want to know your wife's type." 

"If I were to say the criteria of my future wife, why would I agree to this matchmaking?" cakra. 

Berti wanted to hide himself in the smallest hole so that Cakra would not be able to find him. He was ashamed, and why did he ask that question? Cakra is right, why ask the criteria of the dream woman if the man alone has agreed to their matchmaking. 

"If you how?" ask Cakra. 

"Same as you. Why would you ask the same thing?" 

The chakra pulls next to the corner of her lips. Take for granted what Berti says. "Clearly different. Your parents were the first to propose this match." 

Really am! Berti wants to hide himself. His face must have been red from embarrassment. "My parents wanted me to get married quickly, and I accepted any man of good origin, loyal and responsible." 

"Remain that? Good, faithful and responsible?" ask Cakra. 

"Of course." 

Cakra. "Good choice." 

The waiter came with Cakra and Berti ordered food. The two ate together in silence. 

Cakra took out his wallet from his pocket. Take one gold color card, then thrust the card in front of Berti. 

"Take this to meet your needs" said Cakra.

"What do you mean?" ask Berti. 

"It's to buy our wedding gear. You need everything, right? I'm busy and probably can't keep you shopping." 

"Then, I have no hesitation in taking it," Berti replied, grabbing the card, then putting it in the bag. 

After lunch together, the two continued the main thing on this trip. Cakra takes Berti to the jewelry store. 

"I want to order an engagement ring" Berti said. 

"We better buy it directly. If for a wedding ring, you should use a message only," suggested Cakra. "The engagement will be in a week." 

"What's? Why don't I know?" 

"I just told you," replied Cakra. 

"It's too rushed" Berti said.  

"What's the rush? I'm lazy to date again. Better get married." 

"That's it, huh?" 

Cakra grabs the round ring with the diamond eye then pinned the object to Berti's ring finger. He weighed for a moment while watching the hand of his future wife. 

"I think it fits. What say?" ask Cakra. 

"I think it's a good choice" replied Berti. 

"Select any other jewelry you want. I don't want you to take it forcibly." 

"It's good, really. I like it too" Berti said. 

Cakra pulled her lips slightly. "If it's, we can go home." 

"But we haven't ordered a ring for the wedding." 

"Order with the shape you.  I love anything" replied Cakra. 

Seriate