Marriage But the Enemy

NTM: 3.2

I snorted in my heart. Bian who is still silent is really a PR for me. I need to find an idea to get him to respond!

"Bi, come on, Aaa.." Now, I took the initiative to feed him the fries whose plates were right in front of me. "Come, aaa... the wider dong! Don't be so irritated,"

Bian followed all my words. Until a low cheer came, "Ciye.." to both of us.

I smiled meaningfully. While Bian instead looked at me expressionlessly while chewing the fries I just wiped earlier. Her expression that looked awkward in my eyes, made me look at her seriously. Finally we looked at each other for a while until he turned his face away from me.

The look in those eyes. I don't know why I got hurt seeing it.

Bian has behaved just as naturally as I expected. Strangely, I was acting strange. Upon seeing that gaze, my palm suddenly suffered a tremor. Vibrating on my own without me understanding why, my heart was pounding with pain. Even to hold all that back I squeezed my skirt tightly.

I don't know exactly why. But I'm sure there's something wrong with me. Moreover, my heart suddenly felt pain just because it saw Bian's gaze that looked sore.

Or maybe it's just me being too sensitive.

***

The day after tomorrow ended successfully. Evidently, because almost all the relatives between my family and Bian's family now know each other. Even now among my cousins and Bian's cousins some of them have followed each other on social media.

I smiled thinly. Once again imagine how harmonious the two big families are. If only what would be put together later could be that harmony...

I shook my head. Beware of my slurred mind. Expecting me and Bian to get along and be harmonious is like wanting to see a fish walking on land. Impossible!

I'm clucking. Then rubbed my face with rage. Even today it was already an H-5 before the wedding took place. And then, in the blink of an eye me and my enemy became a couple complete with his marriage book. Can't time just stop or I run away, then? Huhoo.

In an instant, I woke up from my slumber. Because of the thought of marriage and life after that, I did not focus on completing my script!

Now, I've been sitting with my feet on the bed. My eyes blinked at the open balcony window of the room. Aligning the eye so that you can see objects more comfortably.

For a moment I was just sitting on the bed. Until then my forehead crept in. Suddenly something came into my mind. There is a new awkwardness that feels strange when well thought out.

"Kok, there are no wedding dress fittings anyway??" I cringe. Confused at once astonished.

It's now an H-5, an H-5!

I don't know why I felt something wasn't right. For that, with a quick motion I immediately went from this room to the bottom floor where all family members should be gathered.

Evening on weekends like today will certainly be useful when used to relax especially for those who are tired of working from morning until afternoon.

Maybe because of the sound of my footsteps or because my mother is too sensitive by the circumstances, I don't know. What is clear now is that Mother looks back to me who is standing on the threshold of access to this doorless room.

"Eh, Re, you're asleep, Dek?" And all pairs of eyes that were originally too focused on staring at the glass screen in front of him were immediately looking at me.

"No thesis, you?" Ask Dad.

"Oh my God, Dad, pliss! The question is why is that? No pity the youngest who has been mumet thinking about the script every day plus the pernikaham who stay silent again?!" Mbak Citra said. My brother is on my side, apparently. "Here, here, Re! Sit next to Mommy!" Mbak Citra also patted the place next to him that was empty.

"Do you want to go where Mas Aji is?" Tawar Mas Aji who really understood that I prefer to sit near the wall.

I shook my head which then created a twitching forehead or a look of wonder for me. "Thank you all. But Rere's not here to follow watching tivi kok. Rere came here just wanted to ask something," I said firmly.

"Oh, ask what the hell? Is your face so serious??" Ask Mom. Which is embraced by Father also Mbak Citra. While Mas Aji just fell silent in his place and looked at me.

"On marriage...."

"Yes," they nodded almost simultaneously.

"Why?" Ask Dad.

"It's less than 5 days, right..."

"Certainly??" I cut my unfinished words again. My dad likes it, no wonder!

"Why are there no wedding dress fittings?" askaku then made a state of silence.

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P. S :

The word "NTM: X.X" means REVISED

while "BAB X.X" means NOT REVISED