Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

Wife Candidate

Dinata Resto was right in front of where I was standing. The distance is only about two kilo meters from Ciputra Waterpark Surabaya. Earlier I thought this building would be exactly the same as the restaurant in Bogor. It turned out to be very much different, especially the building consisting of three floors. The walls were painted as colorful as the walls of the house I saw in Kampung Bulak, and there were many writings that adorned the colored walls. In the middle of the room there are many soft sofas with upholstery of various colors. While on the right and left side there are tables and chairs that are installed hanging to the wall. There is also a minimalist stage for live music as entertainment for visitors to the restaurant.

When we entered, all the employees who passed by us greeted Reza as their boss. And, Reza introduced me as his future wife. Yeah, his future wife. It made me realize more and more that my interest in her began to manifest as a feeling, a certain part of my body began to melt. I wish I could quickly sit down before anyone started dripping.

That night Reza asked me to sit at the middle table. I'm sure he didn't forget that I'd rather sit at a table in the corner. But I didn't protest at all. A few seconds later he called the waiter to order food, and he ordered a seafood menu for the two of us.

As well as colorful walls and sofas, the servant uniform also carries a colorful concept. Not one uniform with many colors, but one uniform model with different colors, there are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple, in short, mejikuhibiniu - they are like rainbows when they are lined up. I became giggled in my heart. Because of Reza, I feel like I see rainbows everywhere, when there are still other colors, there are still black uniforms, brown, gray, and other colors. In addition to the model and the material, only black aprons bearing the Dinata Resto are the only similarities in the uniform concept.

"You want to perform?"

"You alone" I said, but I shook my head.

"OKAY. What song do you want?"

"Whatever. But I'm a connoisseur of Indonesian pop songs."

Reza stood up, then went on stage. I waited for him enthusiastically and with the phone camera already on my hand. I wonder, what song will he sing?

And, from his first pitch, I knew he was going to sing Club Eighties' From the Heart. I was touched, whether GR or what, but I felt like he was singing that song specifically for me - - with all his feelings. More than the way he sang while looking at me - made me flutter. There was a sense of happiness that quietly slipped into the recesses of my heart.

If you knew

When I was me, a million feelings in my heart

I have long harbored

But I'll try to say...

I want you to be mine

Somehow

Look me in the eye to ask you...

I want to go with you

Try with all your heart

I want to be honest as it is

From heart...

Now you know

I want you

But I won't force it

And I'll make sure

You're half-hearted when it's mine...

I want you to be mine

Somehow

Look me in the eye to ask you...

I want to go with you

Try with all your heart

I want to be honest as it is...

Dance with me

With stars

Welcome me to embrace you...

I want you to be mine

Somehow

Look me in the eye to ask you...

Try with all your heart

I want to be honest as it is

From the heart, from the heart, from the heart

The sound of applause filled the room after the song ended. Reza returned to the table with a triumphant smile, as if she was the famous singer who won the award as the best singer of the year. At the same time, the dish he ordered was on our table. He let me eat before we started talking.

"So, how? Please comment." he said. Then he whispered with a slight leaning closer to me. "I wouldn't say that you know and act like a judge in a singing contest."

Suddenly I laughed until I heard him, not at all a graceful laugh. Yeah, a little embarrassing until a couple of pairs of eyes noticed us. It reminded me of Zia's party back then. "Well, what an incredible performance, a song from the Heart that's really from the heart" I said.

"And that's a picture of the mood in my heart," he said, he immediately connected my words.

I nod my head. "I know," I said. "But there's one ill-fitting lyric."

"What?"

I drank a little water before answering. "Ehm, these lyrics are 'I've been holding on for a long time', I think it's not fitting in our relationship, we're only close for a few days."

"I've known for a long time who you are" he said, trying to explain.

I was surprised at once a little excited. "O yeah? Since when?"

Reza was silent for a moment, and seemed to think. "Even longer. Since Ari's dating Zia. The story at that time Ari asked Zia to introduce her cousin to me, yes Zia said try to introduce to Mbak Inara. Ari just took my phone, opened my instagram, kept following your ig account. Well, from there I've seen you on the ig."

"Ouwww. I don't know since when you followed my account. Continue... Why don't you try acquaintances from long ago?"

She laughs. "Indeed, if I invite you through Instagram, you'll respond to me?"

I'm shaking. Of course it won't. I may even block it.

"Zia also said that it was difficult to get along with her cousin. That's why I never tried say hai to you in ig. After I tried to talk to you at the reception, you were cuey, jutek, and. judes. Fate, fate. Good thing I met in Bogor I got responded to."

My lips immediately pursed on the lotus like that. "That's because the situation is different, Bambang...."

Reza was grinning very wide. "Yep," said he. "And that's also because I'm as handsome as Reza Rahadian."

Huh! We immediately laughed in laughter, it was amused to remember the beginning of the meeting.

I changed the subject when Reza peeled the shrimp for me. His romantic attitude intrigued me about his love story in the past. "Hey, how many people do you treat with something special like this?"

"First."

"Lied!"

"Seriously."

"With your ex?"

Reza. "Never," he said. "She's not a wandering lady like you who has freedom. He's Mom's chef. Every day he was in the kitchen, busy with his cooking. Even though we had time together, most of all, when accompanying him shopping, watching, condangan, and such. A hundred and eighty degrees with you who are friends with nature."

His explanation made me feel faint again. I imagined that in-laws who were good at cooking, meeting me who had absolutely no skills in cooking, she would definitely reject me.

"Za, maybe your mom won't like me. I can't cook at all. You also definitely don't want to have a wife who can't cook food for you, right?"

Reza took a tissue and cleaned his hand. Then grab my hand and hold my hand tightly. "That's not a problem. You don't have to be able to cook to be liked by my mother. I will never demand that you cook food for me. We can find a housekeeper who can cook well. If necessary, every day there will be employees who deliver food from the restaurant. Doesn't matter. You can be a good wife to me, be a good mother to our children, and be a good daughter-in-law to my mother. That's enough."

"You sure?"

He looked at me, then nodded. "I'm sure."

I was about to open my mouth saying "but" - but, Reza quickly said don't think too much and told me to enjoy my dinner quietly.

Hm....