Marriage But the Enemy

NTM: 2.5

I also began to arrange the cups on the tray following his saucer made of ceramic motifs that match. The flowers.

"Yaudah, Ma'am I went ahead first yes." said my father and immediately stepped foot to go to the living room.

And, when I had just set foot in the room I was immediately presented with a scene where two middle-aged men whose hair was mixed between black and white were talking seriously for some reason.

"Drink first, Om, Dad." I said as I presented what I was carrying on the tray and put it on the guest table.

"Waduh, the prospective ghost of Papi. seneng really nih will be made the same tea brought the same cake as the prospective ghost." Said Om Heri which made me grimace. Horrified to hear. Ghost candidates? What ghost!

Om Heri laughed a little at me that made me want to not have to laugh with him. Even though it must be forced and very sound crisp in the ears. Even by my own ears.

My eyes somehow noticed the look on their faces one by one. Actually, when I saw the smiling faces of Father and Om Heri just now, it made me a little afraid to speak frankly about my thoughts to them.

How is it good? I'm afraid that what I'm about to say is making them sad or even ride apoplexy. But, to just let my life slip into Bian's hands is certainly not the right choice! Because I really don't want our lives to be miserable after we get married.

Okay, this is for our common good. My kindness, Bian, and also our families! I convinced myself. The decision was completely unanimous. Can't be bothered!

But isn't every parent expecting the best for their kids?

I who had stood up and turned around was about to leave and turned back, then followed sitting on the empty sofa, next to Dad. Father and Heri seemed confused to see this attitude of mine, but I tried not to be affected.

My mind is round! Press me.

"Dad, Om.." I looked at Father and Heri alternately. Then I carefully began to speak, "On the marriage... Can Rere speak for a moment?"

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The atmosphere here feels more tense than me sitting in the middle of a Cinema chair that shows horror films. My heart is not beating fast. My hands even trembled and started to cool.

I wanted to confess my true feelings about the marriage, but it felt like I was a suspect who was about to be charged in court!

The atmosphere in this room did not know why it felt so cold that it made me almost shiver so frantically I was stared at by two pairs of eyes that in my feeling was looking at me very sharply.

I wet my lips and then took a deep breath, relieving the nervousness.

"Tight as hell." Seloroh Om Heri's. His face was still looking at me kindly with a faint smile on his lips. "It's like a serious matter."

In my heart I just confirmed Om Heri's guess just now. Right, it's a serious matter. Super serious!!

"Why my man candidate? What was? Want to split the house immediately after the wedding?" Guess Heri while laughing. He was still trying to tease me.

I smiled blandly. "No, Om."

"Didn't you?" Om Heri frowning. Baffled. A second later, his face brightened again. "Oh, yes. Would you like to be sent to the Maldives for a honeymoon? Aye right?! Tenaang, Re, let Bian take care of it. You just take it right, yeah,"

The maldives?? I don't care if it's as beautiful as what brings me there is Bian!

I shook my head quickly. "No, Om, not that!"

A confused face immediately encompassed these two middle-aged men in front of me.

"Keep, what's dong, Re?" This time, my father asked.

It's time, Re! I hold my intention in my heart. Anyway all that I have to talk about now before it's too late and make it all runyam!

Alright. Se-ka-rank. A-yo, Whoa!

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