Marriage But the Enemy

NTM: 3.3

"It's not that it has to be done for the bride and groom, why don't I??"

Then, the situation in this room was suddenly silent. Mom and Dad looked at each other. While Mbak Citra looked at me with a view that is difficult to understand. Similarly, Mas Aji whose facial water is not much different.

I frowned. "Why is everyone so silent?"

"AH!" Mbak Citra suddenly clapped his hands hard to cause a loud enough sound in the ears. And then continued by his laughter. "Ha ha ha.. oh, yes? Geez, ma'am, why can we forget the same important event anyway??"

"Eh, yes, Cit... Mother also forgot so busy taking care of this marriage printout to the most important extent forgetfulness!" Excited Mom chimed.

"Well, right.." I took a deep breath. "If everyone forgets how to try! What clothes will I wear to marry?" My Rutuk.

Mbak Citra grinned, his hands rubbed the nape that was free of his high-painted hair. "I'm sorry, Re. tomorrow, deh, tomorrow we go to the store. Yeah, right, Mom?"

Mother nodded immediately. "Yes, that's right!"

"Then we call Bian and his mom so we can come." Breaking Image that immediately makes me misfocus.

Meet Bian again...??

I let out a breath. I don't want to be fast tomorrow. Because I was so lazy to meet that guy.

Heuh!

***

All the reasons for my laziness to meet him started from the end of the introductory party between the two families the day after.

[...]

2 Days ago, family recognition party.

Exactly at 20:00 WIB, a Master of Ceremony who actually came from our family as well, voiced his words that concluded the end of the event.

Everyone who had originally gathered by sitting neatly behind this rectangular white building immediately left the place without rules. Moreover, the small children or teenagers who have fled scattering out. Of course, they must be happy to leave this rather boring event. Even I, who is 24 years old, feel bored!

Ignoring the parents who seemed to still feel at home chatting at their place even though the event was over, I then moved to the exit following where the children had gone.

But just one of my footsteps came out the door, a voice holding me back.

"Rere!"

I fell silent on the spot, then immediately turned to the direction the sound came from. A familiar voice is heard by the ears. The typical baritone voice raspy that I obviously knew who the owner was from the beginning.

Now, we're facing each other. He who was much taller than me made my head have to look up a little just to stare at his face.

"Why?" Ask me without interest. "What's wrong??" I asked again when he didn't talk.

He breathed for a moment. The sad look and look like the one I saw last time was no longer there. Right, it seems like it was just me who was too sensitive to the point that I thought Bian was looking at me with a look of sadness. Ck!

"Who told you to lie?"

I cringe.

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P. S :

The word "NTM: X.X" means REVISED

while "BAB X.X" means NOT REVISED