Late Wedding?

Undecided

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I was shocked to put down my phone, and realized that Reynand's jacket, which was supposed to be carried, was still on the table. With a little running around I went down the stairs, hoping Reynand hadn't left the boutique yet. However, once I got under the bike it was not even visible. Makes me anxious to curse.

Damnit.

Then why was he here, if in the end the jacket is still here.

Gosh darn.

Due to the cold weather, I decided to go back upstairs. My stomach is getting hungry, and I need something to digest. However, not yet in the kitchen, my phone screen seemed to flash, making me undo my intention to cook instant noodles.

I grabbed my phone and found Kenzo's name on the phone screen. With a slight weight of heart, I shifted the green button and attached it to my ear.

"Yes, hello. Assalamualaikum," I said as soon as the connection was connected.

"Wallaikumsalam. Sorry to be on the phone, La. I'm gonna-"

"Sorry?" guess I cut the sentence off. And Kenzo's allowed to go straight.

I let out a breath while kneading my temple. "Kesha is not wrong, Ken," I said quietly. "Maybe it's true. Given the fact of what he said earlier, if I hurt you." I shrugged my shoulders reflexively, then smiled wryly as I recalled that fact.

"What are you talking about?" reply Kenzo doesn't like."I'm happy with you. You're happy with me in your own way and Kesha doesn't know that fact. But he pretentiously even hit you and hurt your feelings. And it made me suffer more. I don't want that."

I took a breath back. "Kesha didn't hit me, Ken. He's just asking for help."

I can hear the sound of snoring from across. "Tell you to leave me, you call that for help, La?"

I'm silent for a moment. Choose not to answer directly.

"Kesha gave me a choice, Ken," I said after a long silence.

Kenzo grunting. "You call that a choice?" tanyanya did not believe.

"Ken, I'm tired, seriously. Can we talk about this tomorrow?"

I chose to give up and wanted to put an end to this dizzying chatter immediately. Seriously, I wasn't strong for long. Moreover, my stomach started to feel sore. Looks like it's bad 'cause I'm late for feeding. Could be bad if my stomach relapses.

"I'm sorry," Kenzo regretted, making me feel bad.

"No. You are not wrong. And I don't think there's anything to blame."

"OKAY. You rest, yeah. Tell me you're ready to talk about this."

I nodded while assuring.

"Don't think too much about Kesha's talk. Assalamualaikum."

"Yes. The waalaikumsalam."

After turning off the phone, I put my phone on the table. Then rushed to boil instant noodles to prop up my stomach which was really sore, even now accompanied by a little nausea. After my boiled noodles mature, I immediately devoured them even though they did not run out. Only then did I immediately rush to sleep.

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"Mo, Kesha yesterday found me. He's asking for help."

"Solicit what?" tanya Monik looks busy flipping through my fashion magazine that has been published sometime in the year.

I did choose to deviate from old magazines. Create collection. It's also good if again to be able to add inspiration. Although rare.

"Let me marry her brother or ninggalin her brother."

"uh? Meanin?"

I put a plate of apples and pears on the table, stabbed a piece and gave it to Illa. Only then sat next to the Monik child who had not even turned four years old.

"So he asked me to let the marriage spree be with Kenzo, only if I didn't want to, I was told to leave him alone. What do you think I should do?"

"It's all! Older too, than he was told to leave. Who has ntar you single, the age of so it says God has raised his hand if the affairs of a soul mate."

I'm clucking bitterly. Prepare to throw the Monik using the sofa cushion that is beside me. However, I had to stop the intention when Illa suddenly pulled the tip of my shirt.

"What's the matter, baby?" I asked while looking at the gentle Illa.

"Aunty, want a picture."

My view turned to Monik. "This is what's the picture, Mo?"

"Image, La. Just give paper as pencil."

"The same colored pencil" Illa added.

"Aunty where have colored pencils," replied Monik to Illa, only to turn to me. "Love pencils with paper, La."

"There's. Don't worry, Aunty take it first."

I immediately stood up to my study, picking up a piece of HVS paper, a pencil and also the color pencil I used to draw the design. Then handed it to Illa who was already sitting cross-legged on the floor carpet.

"Thank you, Aunty," Illa said with a smile.

"Belove together," I replied as I rubbed his hair.

"Udah, marry me, La. It's suitable to be your mother. If you leave Kenzo, you marry him late. Getting married immediately. Believe me, marriage is good. Not going to lose you. There won a lot."

I sighed while shaking uncertainly. Married to Kenzo hasn't been on my life plan list. I'm also not ready to assume the status of Kenzo's husband. Which inexplicably sounds heavy for me to look at. I'm not sure about it, though imagining spending the days with Kenzo sounds fun.

"Why? What the hell is Kenzo? Cute, obviously. Whistle, yes. Mapan, hefty. Fine, really. Attention, understanding and romantic. Less what the hell?"

"I'm not sure" I said.

"WHAT?!" pekik Monik's. "Six years of dating and you're not sure yet? Till now? Seriosly's? Don't joke with you, La."

I'm silent. Started digesting the Monik sentence just now. Yes yes too. Why am I not sure yet to get married, but I do not have bad experiences about marriage from people closest to me. Isn't this weird? Given Kenzo who's almost as perfect as that.

"Don't tell me you're not really in love with Kenzo?" monik's search was suspicious.

I looked at him not understanding. "You mean?"

"And don't tell me this has something to do with that guy?"

"What? It's my problem and Kenzo's, Rey has nothing to do with it. He's a stranger" I don't accept.

I'm-i'm right. Reynand is a stranger. We only met a few times, it was because of accident. Okay, yesterday we met on purpose, but it was for a reason and not without reason. Reynand had to take his jacket and he was unlucky yesterday. Because it was raining and made him forced to stay in my boutique until the rain subsided. And it's all just a coincidence.

"Okay, we think Rey-Rey's just a stranger." The monik turned to look at me. "Have he ever been here?" tanyanya was suspicious.

"Get up" I answered without hesitation. "She's carrying out fitting clothes," I added later.

"Rarely that?"

I thought for a moment. Should I say that it's not just that.

"Do not talk about it. I looked at it," said Monik while grunting.

"He's here to get a jacket. But it was raining and he was fit to bring his cement bike, I did not have a raincoat, on his cement bike there was no raincoat as well. Yes, I told you to stay here until the rain subsides."

I had no choice but to be honest. Lying the same Monik is like going to the gym for exercise but eating junk food afterwards, use it anyway. Kan free.

"Yes, stay in Kenzo."

"MONIQUE!!" pekikku did not accept.

It's so easy it's a mouth stay mangap. Not thinking of my feelings.

"Why, Aunty?" tanya Illa looked at me and Monik was astonished in turn.

"No papa. Just another picture," I said calmly.

Dutifully Illa nodded, having earlier looked at her Mama.

"You're so easy to say that, don't think about how I feel."

"Life is hard, so don't make it complicated" the moniker replies casually.

I snort.

"So your relationship with Rey-Rey made me think that yes. I don't know why I feel like you guys have something, or there's something."

I kept quiet for a moment before asking. "Why do you feel that way?"

"Feeling only," said Monik sure.

I looked at Monik not being able to. "And I have to believe your feelings?"

The moniker shrugs. "Yes, it's up to you. You can follow my feeling or your own feeling, even though the possibility of our feeling is the same."

"Why are you so sure, Mo?"

"Because you yourself doubted your love for Kenzo."

"I have no doubt about my love for-"

"But you doubt you want to marry Kenzo," cut the Monik quickly and this time it sounds emotional. "It's almost the same if you doubt your love for him," he exasperated.

I chose to be quiet. The moniker is if you have used lo-gue, meaning already high level of emotion. So, instead of getting a silent blow.

"I was nervous yesterday, don't php-in people's children. Both Kenzo and Rey-Rey, like they're putting high hopes on you, La."

The monik's tone has returned, he has even changed the word lo-gue to be me-you again.

"Find out first what you're thinking to Rey, the stranger who seems to be quite your attention" Monik's advice made me instantly speechless.

I was confused and worried too. I'm even a little scared, if later I want Reynand.

"It's not better that I get married to Kenzo."

"Why did you suddenly think that? Didn't you just say you weren't sure?" Monik looked at me suspiciously.

"Know ah, giddy!" peekikku frustration.

Tbc,