Marriage But the Enemy

NTM: 2.9

My eyes glanced at Bian, then smiled faintly. At least, I'm grateful that everything's still fine.

On this very day, in less than a week, my marriage to Bian will be consummated. The preparation was perfect, he said.

Yeah, it's because I don't know anything about it. Like a doll, I just sit sweetly with a smile until waiting for the real time to arrive.

My regret has been pressed deeply into my heart. I followed each process even half-heartedly. Thanks to the thought of making everyone happy I survived even though it was quite difficult to do.

For instance? At present.

The time where we had to meet for the introduction event between families before the wedding. In fact, even though we are not alone and there are so many relatives and relatives present, but still if the guy is around me I still feel uncomfortable. Especially if he's sitting near me like this. Ugh, I want to feel like I'm moving places right away!!

I glanced at Bian who was sitting on my right side while my left side was just a low-window wall that was wide open access where the wind could enter and exit. This table is long. I was forced to sit at the very end.

I haven't spoken since. Just stay in place listening to others talk while stirring strawberry juice in front of me.

"Your ass!" The sound of the elbow bones clashing made me grimace. I glanced annoyedly to the side. In the direction of Fabian Samudra who is none other than and is not the main culprit!

"What?" I was upset half whispering to him. Look, my voice will certainly invite controversy when heard by others. Moreover, what is now around us is family, of course I do not want to invite trouble if caught being rude to my future husband.

"From being invited to speak quietly anyway?!" Answer with a stifled voice. His eyes were wide at me. Then his head came closer to my ears. "Please, fo-kus!" His words were full of emphasis.

I let out a sigh. Because I was in front of the public, of course, I could not behave as I wanted to. And, although it was a bit hard to admit, I knew that Bian was worried about other people's view of me being this indifferent.

With the ability to change facial expressions in an instant. I then put on a friendly smile in front of my relatives and the Bian family. Putting on a thick mask would be much better than getting caught.

"I'm sorry, everyone.So I'm a little unfocused. The thesis is still a lot of revision," I grinned. So smart of me that I could find this very good alibi.

Bian who was next to me laughed in response to my alibi. He nodded in agreement with my words. In other words, this Bian is helping me in this kind of crisis situation. For the sake of image, Bian who is always popular will certainly not want if the view of people who are currently rumored to be close to him falls. The reason is, if it happens, won't he definitely fall too, right?

"Oh, yeah, Rere's still in college?" Ask one of Budhe Bian who I forgot what his name is with a Javanese accent that is quite thick.

I nodded, not forgetting while putting on a smile. "Yes, Budhe."

"Well, how can you? Aren't you guys the same age? Rere's late for college what?" Ask Bian's other relatives who want to know. Who sat right in front of me.

"He's taking a leave, Ma'am." Tuke Bian hurry. Until I was a little gasp at it even glanced at him confused.

My eyes narrowed for him. Assessing. Is this a form of self-esteem protection??

"Oh, that's it.." They responded while nodding their heads.

Then, even limitless chatter took root everywhere. As if they did not run out of topics, they were all engrossed in non-stop talking. I was the one who seemed to be getting bored.

When I glanced at the watch in my hand, I found that it was starting late in the afternoon. My eyes instantly went straight to the entire corner of this one-story room. Researching one by one faces that look dusk with their age. I'm looking for someone. The figure I have missed so much since my return to my homeland, Eyang Uti!

"It hasn't arrived yet?" I muttered unconsciously. "What's stuck?" I ask myself. Quickly, I took the phone that I had accidentally put in a bag so that I could focus more on the course of the event.

Like a regulated body, I then stood up from my seat without being prevented until when Bian's hand pulled the edge of my shirt to make me see his face clearly.

"Where are you going?" Ask.

"Oh, yes!" Instead of directly answering Bian's question, I instead looked at him to see Bian's relatives sitting in line in front of me. "Sorry, everyone, I want permission to call first."

The smiley face and nodding of the head that responded to my question instantly satisfied me and for that I quickly turned away. However, my steps were held back by Bian's hand pulling on the end of my shirt.

Duh, what the hell is this?!!

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P. S :

The word "NTM: X.X" means REVISED

while "BAB X.X" means NOT REVISED