LOVE CONSULTANT

Marahans.

Paijo Pov's.

I still silenced the Princess who also inhabited me.

We're both stubborn here. Our relationship, which had been progressing, is now in decline.

Maybe a relationship often has ups and downs. But in my case, our relationship has receded more than the pair.

Either because of marriage without love, or because of ego alone.

I saw the Princess as if she had no intention of apologizing to me. But, I'm quiet. Not to be known by mom and Abah.

We are currently having breakfast together. There's Sukro there too.

"Sister, later when I finish high school, I immediately work in the company of my sister, huh?" pinta Sukro who suddenly made a sound in the silence of breakfast.

"You want to be what you were there for? want to be a mason?" ketus.

"So the consultant is like a big brother!" reply Sukro confident.

"Hala! how do you become a consultant?" my soul with doubt.

"Hais.. This sister doesn't know who her sister is yet!"

"Look, I'm good at painting, brother," said Sukro confidently once again.

One I like about my sister. He has such high self-confidence. Although I often slammed, but he still got up.

"Painting mountains, yes" I sneered as I finished the rest of my breakfast and drank some water.

"Twin mountain huh, brother?" baca Sukro's.

Then then, then,

Pppfft...

I accidentally sprayed water on my sister's face.

He wiped the water with the rest of the breakfast I had eaten.

Everything was messy on Sukro's face.

I'm really sorry. But just think of it as a reply because it's said slovenly.

Then then, then,

Plaque!

Abah hit my sister's head, Sukro.

"Basic peanuts!"

"Did you learn to draw mountains in school until you wanted to deepen it in your brother's office?!" snapped Abah.

"Is, Abah what the hell is this talking about? I will only speak the truth" elak Sukro.

"This kid really."

"What twin mountains did you draw Sukro?!" asked Abah with a tone that began to rise.

"Don't Abah know there are twin mountains on this earth?" Sukro asked back.

While I still watch them. It's like letting a child and a father brain-bump together.

"Of course there are no twin mountains!"

"Basic peanuts!" abah toilet.

I swear, I want to laugh haha hihi when I see the debate of this son and father.

They are like teachers and students who are arguing about the opinions of experts. Who will be the winner this time? I thought in my heart.

"This thing doesn't know anything."

"There are twin mountains in this world."

"Try Abah to stand in front of the mountain holding a mirror, then the mountain will become two. That means the mountain's twin, right?" lang Sukro while running towards the exit. For fear of the wrath of Abah.

"Haha." I laughed off. It's funny what my sister did.

this time Abah lost to an empty one.

However, slowly my laughter turned discordant. Because I see the Princess not responding at all.

Is he still mad at me?

Then then, then,

Mom and Abah both looked at me questioningly.

"What?" my question was to return the gaze of mother and Abah.

"Are you guys in trouble?" This time my mother asked.

"Ah, not really. We're fine, "I lied down and finished the rest of my drinking water.

"I'll go first, ma'am, Abah."

"Assalamualaik." I kissed the backs of my mother's and Abah's hands, before finally leaving them.

**

I saw the Princess still in the garage. He wants to drive his own car.

Then I pulled out his arm before he managed to open the car door.

"Tell me, what makes you mad, em?" tanyaku while holding tightly the Princess's arm.

"Let go of my hand!" exclaim Princess.

"No, before you tell me!" my reply won't lose.

"I said let me go!" This time the princess looked at me sharply. I don't know what made him so changed. Though his gaze slowly began to be friendly since we officially became husband and wife in the real sense.

But now? the gaze returned sharp, until it pierced through my heart that was beating fast.

Not wanting to make him hurt, I finally took his hand off and let him go.

Without realizing it, my heart began to accept this relationship.

Tears that never dripped with reason because of women, now spilled like unstoppable again.

What makes my heart hurt like this? until I shed tears. I don't love him. But why does it feel like there's something stuck in there?

"I must be crazy!" curse on myself.

"How could I fall in love with a haughty woman like her?"

"Is this really love? feels impossible!" elakku.

I'm still not sure about this feeling. But it felt really strong in the heart. Until I feel like dying if I don't see the Princess.

She's my wife I married because of a misunderstanding. I slowly accepted him, though very annoying.

But behind his haughty attitude, stored a fragile figure.

She is also a beautiful and intelligent woman. Always helping others without anyone knowing.

I know it's from Marni. The woman who was his assistant in the hospital.

"All Princess. You can be angry with me now. But I won't let you laugh with another man like yesterday!"

"I'll make sure Cloud loses his job if he dares to snatch you from me!" mumbling really.

**

Now I'm in front of the hospital where my wife, Princess, works.

I watched him, as if I didn't sincerely see him with another man there.

I want to make sure that he actually transferred Awan to another hospital.

Princess is not the director of the hospital where she works. But he's not just anyone in the medical world.

His position as the manager of the hospital, of course, he can use to make decisions.

Selfish indeed, but this time I won't let mine in people's touch.

I gave up enough first. Not anymore. Because the princess is my wife. Not the woman who wanted to date me.

The one I married in the name of God. Where I say his name out loud.

"I accepted her marriage and marriage, Princess Valeria Prayoga bint Abdul Qodir Prayoga, with the dowry paid in cash!"

To be continued.

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