I Pursue Your Love, Rector

Terms

Mama just kept looking at me with her angry look. I'm not feeling good about my mom right now.

"Alright Nia, if you already have a lover of your choice. Mom and Dad want to meet your girlfriend. Mama will love you for one week, you have to bring your lover to meet mama and papa," she told me.

"But remember one thing Nia, if you are caught lying to your mom by bringing a paid man or you bring your girlfriend for more than a week. Then you have no choice but to marry the person you choose to be your soul mate. How, do you agree with the terms that mom gave you?" my mother said at length to me.

Instead of feeling relieved, I felt increasingly cornered and could not say anything. Mama made me feel like I had no choice but to accept an arranged marriage. In fact, my mother wanted to directly marry me to the person she chose to be betrothed to me again.

"Lho ma, can't do that. The person I like is super busy. Because he's also the one who has the position of ma."

Well, I'm dead if I'm like this. Where can I bring Mr. Rama to my house. What's more, Mr. Rama now really does not like being close to me. How could I possibly ask Mr Rama to help me?

"Nia, don't make mama even more upset okay. You have no choice but to agree to my mother's terms. Or you accept the offer of mama to know first the child we will betroth to you," said mama as if to cuckold me dead.

"Okay, I accept my mom's offer. I'll bring the person I like in a week's time."

I left my mom alone in the living room. I went upstairs to my room. My head was filled with questions about how I could bring Mr. Rama to my house. And I introduce to mom and dad that handsome Mr. Rama is my future husband. It is impossible what I will do to bring Mr. Rama to my house.

I lay my body on a soft bed. With my mind floating, I stared blankly around my room full of cartoon images of my favorite tom and jerry.

Well, like a kid who likes cartoons. That's me, the girl who can be said to be an adult yet like a child. But, yeah, that's it. Don't discuss it again, the most important thing now is, how do I get away from the requirements of mama who feels very heavy in my head.

I took my phone, there were some chats that came in through my wa. Who else if not my two friends. Anybody else chat with me if it doesn't matter. Except for two of my friends who love to menggeleselin but always there for me.

I opened a group chat through that wa, they were busy asking where I was. Why didn't I show up for hours after I got home. They're worried about me, they're busy telling me if I'm okay or where I am.

I smiled at the chat from my friends. They were very considerate of me, although I always made them hurt by my sometimes childish nature.