LOVE CONSULTANT

Ayang Beb's.

I was still quietly fixated on staring at the little man in front of me, without caring for his long outstretched hand towards me.

Smiling, he waited for the reply.

In my heart I said, "His smile has fed me up, what else is it."

I really wanted to turn this guy down and tell him to leave. However, I could not see the gaze of the first lady who was so sharp, as sharp as a dagger.

I had to accept that hand while smiling stiffly.

"Daughter" I said. Then I let go of her hand and sat down on the side of the first lady.

"Please sit down to Memet. I'm going to the kitchen first. You guys just talk, okay?"

Hii... I pretend to be in the kitchen again. He wanted to intentionally leave us both. Am I going to be interested in this geeky guy? how annoying!

Suddenly the atmosphere turned silent. None of us made a sound.

Not groggy, it's just that I'm really lazy to open a word to this foreign man.

He did, like, wrong with me.

I saw his hands sweat, even to brew tea, he trembled.

Does that mean this is the first experience of this man? why was he trembling like someone who was starving?

But nevermind. It's up to him to tremble or convulsion though. None of my business. I was just fulfilling my mother's request to come to this house.

Long time we were silent, finally the question arises from the lips of this geeky man.

"Are you a doctor?"

Hearing that weightless question, made me feel even more crisp.

Didn't he know from the beginning that I was a doctor? why should I ask again try? you flirty man!

"Yes," I replied. Then then, then,

"You're beautiful."

Wusshs...

Instead of meeting red, I really like to vomit, huh? in praise of this man it feels like there are bitters.

How not, as he was embarrassed to say so.

I want to spill that tea on his face so nyaho all of you.

"Thank you" I replied slightly.

I really don't like this situation. Especially the men. I really hate it.

Mom really makes me sick. What kind of marriage is this? at least I'm looking for a cool guy like Brad Pitt, or at least like Bollywood actor Shahrukh Khan. It's good to look at the eyes. Adem.

But this is the geeky guy who's my future husband's candidate? hedew.

Before long she came with a tray in her hand. Looks like this guy was really in preferential treatment by mom. It is very clear from the way the mother brought a tray of fruits, cakes, and also a cup of tea.

How many cups does this man have to drink? didn't he drink tea? even the cup is still on the table. Mom is too much!

"Please taste this cake to Memet."

"This cake is the princess who made you earlier."

Whahuh? I made it? ooh... This mother could lie the most.

When did I make that cake? though I just appeared in this house after a month of struggling with work that drains energy and time.

How could you say that? this is again this little guy. Could she smile so shyly? why would he believe it without asking first?

"Thank you Aunt" said Memet.

"Please continue the conversation? I'm going to Sakila's room first. Shagun must need mom there."

Keep talking mom. Leave us out of this house. Take your two grandchildren to the mall until nightfall. My grunt in my heart.

Then I turned to look at this little guy in front of me. It turned out that his face was red like a boiled crab. So disgusting.

Why does this guy look like a sissy huh? I should be the one who's shy here, why is she the one who blushes?

"Eat the cake and the fruit" I said in a lazy tone.

"Yes." Yeah." Again he was embarrassed. I want to smash this guy's head against the wall, let it break you all.

"Look, Princess, said our mother will get married in the near future. Are you ready?"

Ha's?

Married soon? did I not hear wrong? didn't we just meet? at least a few months to get to know each other. Why have you made a decision?

This again, why did he mention mother to my mother? he called her Aunt. Is that how fast his brain is spinning? and why is he asking me my preparedness now? like we're gonna fight in bed!

"Ah, I'm sorry. But you seem to have misunderstood me" I said, forcing a smile.

Then then, then,

Ngek???

Memet rested at my feet and begged me not to refuse his love. And don't forget that little face, what a face-to-face plea.

I want to spit out the bread and coffee I drank on this shitty guy's face.

"Let go of my hand!" seruku seraya shudder in horror. How not, he kissed the back of my hand repeatedly, making me even more disgusted.

"Please don't reject my love."

He's?

Babyie? since when did my name turn into a baby? this guy really makes me sick.

Then I pushed the man to the floor.

"Take me off!"

Bugs!

Memet finally fell to the floor, and his head was hit by the corner of the table.

In my heart I said, "Feel it! who is lying at my feet like a man with no pride? I really hate guys like that! at least he must uphold his principles and self-esteem. Don't look like a cheap guy!"

I put on guilty faces, so he wouldn't be offended. Pity you, actually. Because he fell into a position that was very embarrassing. Not to mention his head hitting the table. It really makes me want to laugh.

"I'm sorry to ask. I really can't accept your love" I said pretending to be guilty. In the heart of ria.

"But why beb?"

Is.. beb? I want to squeeze this guy's mouth until it's slanted and stiff.

It's good to call me beb? am I the bebnya? hedew... disgusting!

"Because I'm not interested in you," I replied still pretending to be guilty.

"I'll change beb. I will do my best for you, as long as you accept my love."

"Please beb, don't refuse my love!"

Haduh... I have to how this? why did he turn so aggressive like this? it sucks this geeky little face.

"Come Princess, think. What answer do you have to give to this village man, "my inner self.

"Come beb," whined Memet once again, making my goose brain react. Like there was a bright light on top of my head.

Ahah!

I have an idea.

"I love others!" my answer was finally after negotiating with my sissy brain.

"Love others? who's she?"

Haduh... still continued also apparently. I thought, by telling you, that I love others, this man will be deterred. But he still tried, too.

"My boyfriend is!" firmly answer.

"But your mother said that you were born."

Ha's?

Did mom really say that? this mother really can't keep her daughter's own secret.

Instantly I felt like a disrespectful woman.

"That's hoax! I already have a boyfriend!" answer's short.

"But-".

"Easy! I don't want to marry you! the point! no question marks!"

I have made the decision. It's up to how this guy feels. Want him broken into seven pieces of cake, or a hundred of them, I don't care. For sure I want to be free from the clutches of village men like Memet.

If you want to be mad at me, no problem. He was angry for only a moment. After that he fell again. I just kiss Mom's cheek. Hehe.

Then then, then,

"Daughter!"

"Mother?"

To be continued.

Assalamualaikum.please apologize ya gays, because late update. I don't know why the review process is so long. Though from yesterday the script store, has not escaped as well.

Sorry again, readers.

Happy reading.