Late Wedding?

The Cute Man Who Sok Ganteng

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As soon as I finished taking siomay at the catering stand, I immediately rushed to find an empty seat. Even with a little grumbling at once grateful. Because when enjoying the siomay Bandung that I took, it turns out that the peanut sauce seasoning is not disappointing. Even in my heart, I was quite grateful for Reynand's insistence that I not go home before tasting the dishes served. I even thought of adding if only I didn't have shameless veins. But luckily, I still have it.

"How does it feel to not disappoint, right?"

Without turning to the origin of the voice I nodded confirming, because it had been very familiar with who the owner of the voice was and chose to return busy enjoying my siomay rather than looking at it, which might cause endless fighting. Remembering those of us who never got along. Okay, I need a errat. She's a bitch, so it's hard for me to get along with her.

"You look like a maniac siomay Bandung," said Reynand half laughing amusedly.

I immediately raised my face and looked at him flatly, offended, "Does that sound like a joke?"

"Of course, no." Reynand nodded firmly.

"Why laugh then?"

"Something." Reynand shrugged both of his shoulders. "Maybe I'm laughing at myself" he murmured with his trademark smile.

I was secretly interested and also curious. What is being laughed at by him?

"You look like you're very curious" he said, which almost choked me.

"Then trust yourself," I replied insinuating. Which immediately greeted a crisp laugh from him.

"of course. Confidence is the main capital, let alone facing God's created beings like you. I think confidence is not enough. Instead, I guess, I should cut or even throw away my shame veins."

"Thank you for the compliment" I half insinuated and stood up after my siomay ran out.

But with disrespect, Reynand again blocked my hand. It made me roll my eyes in annoyance.

"What do you really want?" burmurku fierce.

"Want me? Simplest. So my mother's daughter-in-law" she said shamelessly.

I immediately looked at him sharply, making Reynand relax his hand checks reflexively and put on his grim face.

"Astaghfiullah! I was just kidding. So just glaring at her, can you?"

"No," when I left, I just left.

But with so much luck I. Reynand's been chasing me.

"I was left that way anyway" the protest did not accept.

I chose to ignore it and speed up my footsteps again. When I looked back, Reynand wasn't after me.

"Should I pursue this?" he screamed in his breath that was a little boring.

I still ignore it.

"Stop right there! Or I'm after the Indian song backsound," he cried out in emotion.

I automatically stopped and turned around. There Reynand even wiggled his phone, which is actually not enough I believe there is an Indian song. But strangely, I did not move a bit. Still silent, waiting for Reynand's arrival. What, waiting for arrival? Lyric song of yes.

"Smart girl," she blinked flirtatiously when she was right in front of me. "I forgot to tell you something" he added later.

I breathed my breath, letting Reynand speak.

"I decided to fight" he said suddenly.

I frowned in wonder and did not understand.

"I originally wanted to give up when Risha said you already had a lover. But having seen you twice go to the state alone, made me rethink. That I might have as much opportunity as the guy out there. Or even, maybe the same as your current lover. However, I am not a person who gives up easily to get what I want. But you don't have to worry too much, because the way I struggle may be a little different to most men."

I was just gawking, when I heard his long words wide still plus height, this. That's what does that mean?

"So, it's best to start this second, you have to prepare yourself. I am very happy to create destiny if destiny is not on my side. Believe that! You'll be impressed."

After saying that, Reynand immediately left just like that. Makes me silent not like a fool.

What was that?

Lost his sanity time.

Shuddering in horror I immediately accelerated my footsteps towards the parking lot. Long time here makes me cringe myself.

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I felt my phone shake as my hand was about to open the car door. With a little grumbling, I also reached into my clucth bag and took a flat object that had been roaring for touch.

"Assynnya!"

"Wallaikumsalam. What's the matter, Rin?" I replied while opening the car door and went straight inside.

"Where are you, Za?" spray Airin, making me frown in wonder.

"In Jogja. Where else are you going?"

"More specifics!"

"In the parking lot."

"When are you home?"

"Yes, it should have been the way, if you hadn't called."

"Yes, the hunt's home! I'm waiting for you."

"Ok-, uh, where did this go? You're not-"

"No," cut Airin fast. "Go back to your shop now! I was almost a moss waiting for you from earlier. Yes, I closed. Assalamualaikum!"

"Wa'allai-"

Tut Tut Tut

Without waiting for a greeting from me, Airin immediately turned off his phone. Wonder me. Because my best friend from the orok era to sit on the bench of this High School is typical of patient women, and why she sounds so upset. Is because she is fighting with her future husband who happens to work with her, namely the teacher.

"For a long time anyway," greeted Airin with his pouting face.

When I arrived before him. My first response was just a smile and opening the door for her, then allowing Airin to enter.

"Sorry, the weekend is a regular road. So it's a little jammed," my grin immediately took her upstairs. "There's a part of the event that the teacher's mother played here, alone too. Usually with the teacher."

"No, I went to Jogja with Mas Ridwan. Mas Ridwan has business. More precisely, I'm the one who wants to come."

"Tumben-tumbenan. Wanna see that old failed Ahjussi?" I was half joking.

With a pouting expression, Airin stopped his footsteps and looked at me sharply.

"Iiih, you're so cute, you already know I can't see them. Intentionally trying to make me fail to move on?"

Hearing his grunts made me laugh out loud and successfully got me a spoiled blow from him. This is a person even though his body is small, but if you hit people can make bruises. I used to, when Junior High.

"Very well, if tomorrow until bruised because of your punch just now. I'm suing you," I threatened fiercely.

"Game!" Airin sizzled before throwing her ass on the sofa. "Cock, the kitchen's upstairs. Why not downstairs?"

"Below there is also really, just more super minimalist."

Airin nodded and said, "Ohya, where are you from?"

"According to you, the surest place to be patted pas use kebaya gini, where?"

"Rato?" he said not sure.

I immediately clucked. "Condition," I said half irritated.

"Alone or-"

"Self," cut me fast.

With her curious face, Airin leaned her body towards me.

"You guys fighting?" whispered later.

I smiled wryly then shook my head, "He's back in Bogor nganter Kesha."

"Well?"

I shrugged both of my shoulders not knowing. Then stand up from the sofa towards the kitchen, to fetch some cold water.

"Cok you can't know? You're his girlfriend."

"I'm just his girlfriend, not his mother" I replied as I placed my empty glass slightly rudely.

"Kok sewot? Sure you don't fight anymore?"

Airin looked at me suspiciously, making me sigh in resignation.

It's not like I'm trying to hide the state of my relationship with Kenzo. It's just that I don't understand it myself. We fight or we're better.

"I don't know, Rin, just discuss something else," I said deliberately avoiding the question.

"So really fighting? Why else anyway? Story, here's the story!"

With a swift movement, Airin immediately stood up and approached me.

"I don't know, maybe we need some time."

"For?"

"Continue or Ease," I said almost inaudibly.

And in a shameless manner, both of my eyes suddenly shed tears. Airin nodded in understanding, although I did not know one hundred percent really understood, then pulled my head to rest on his shoulders. Makes me feel embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Why do you think of an end?"

I shook my head, "I don't know. Afraid that it will be easy," I said honestly while pulling a piece of tissue to wipe my snot. "Udah ah, I don't want to talk about this. You're here, I want to tell you a story."

Airin raised his eyebrows, like he was astonished.

"About?"

"Super cute and handsome guy."

"Kok I smell unusual smells."

"meaning?" I stared at Airin not accepting.

Airin simply answered him by raising both his shoulders indifferently, then stood up, "Eh, Mas Ridwan is already below. I immediately say goodbye," he said suddenly after having a chance to tinker with his phone.

"Eh, what's the rush?" protest's bad.

"Mistake yourself even busy with the same 'those cute pretentious nyebelin' guy'."

My eyes are reflexively round. "Eh, how do you know that I'm seeing him again?"

Airin just smiled and then shook his head. "Well, it looks like the progress keeps going up."

"What the hell? Not very clear."

"Udah ah's. Come on, anterin me down!"

With a little impatience, Airin pulled my hand.

"Just sat a few minutes back. No exclamation, ah," I cried as we walked down the stairs.

"Yes sorry, Mas Ridwan has an event this afternoon. So I can't be around for long, next time I'll play around again.

Tbc,

😣😣 vusing mikirin title for this part. Sorry if not connect😔. See you at the next part.