Marriage But the Enemy

NTM: 3.7

What other reality is this. I was confused myself to find this fact. Me and Bian follow each other on Instagram?

"Since when, anyway??" I'm confused myself.

Shut up for a moment, I thought hard. The chances of me following Bian's account consciously of course it was 0%. Sure, it wasn't me. But...

"This must be the work of Image!" Accuse me sure.

"Yes, really! This must be Citra's job!!" My grunts.

"About us being fooled, his account continues to be fooled as well. Yeah, right, that's for sure! Who else could try this prank if not Mbak Citra?!" I snorted as bad as hell. When he comes home from the Super Market I have to confirm it and give him a firm ultimatum!

However, the puffiness of this Image is clearly up to its limit. I won't be able to drive anymore! Huh.

Tin! Tin!

My head turned for a moment. The sound of a friendly car horn in my ears let me know that Mbak Citra and Mas Aji have arrived at this house again. What that means is that the introversion time will begin!

But before that, I had to complete my first intention first. Sending a secret message to Fabian Samudra.

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Until one day has passed, my business with Ms Citra has not been completed. Even I deliberately delayed to discuss the matter of "follow the Bian account" to him.

No, not because I am afraid or do not dare to discuss it, it's just that in this house is very hectic because there will be a recitation event as well as thanksgiving this afternoon. Because it is also a lot of relatives even neighbors who pass in and out of the house. Busy here and there.

As the eyes watched the courtyard through the glass window of my room, I smiled faintly. My decision was indeed very appropriate like to take an appointment this afternoon. Where the house is busy.

And, right, that was my appointment with Bian. Yesterday we made a deal through Direct Message Instagram to meet and talk one last time before the wedding was actually done the day after. Although actually we are both being pinched, but it seems that Bian also does not mind about the custom. Same with me for stupid times. The proof is that he wants to meet me this afternoon!

Looking at the scorching sun, I turned to look at the clock on the wall. I let out a long sigh. It's almost 11 o'clock apparently, without feeling the fast time once running yes...

Then, without thinking anymore I then moved from my original position which stood still on the side of the window room was. Then quickly move to the closet. Take the most visible jeans jacket because it is located at the top. Do not forget to bring a mask, makeshift hat and my minus glasses that seem to be useful for disguise this time.

Yes, for the sake of not being discovered I certainly have to prepare everything including this, right??

Standing in front of the mirror, I look in the style of clothes I am wearing right now. I cringe. Feeling a little guilty for looking a little haphazard, but. Just meeting this Bian instead of the Lecturer! Hehe.

I smiled faintly when I did not find Ms. Citra, Mas Aji, Mom, or Dad as far as my eyes could see. All I found were some neighbors chatting downstairs while wrapping some small meals in one place. Yes, the habits in my home area are like that. Custom paguyubannya still thick, no wonder if they shoulder each other voluntarily if the neighbors want to have a wish. Good customs, which must be maintained. Didn't I??

"Okay, safe." My smile widens.

Then, I carefully tried to get out of the house from the small door in the backyard right after I saw the shadow of Mother who was chatting in the front yard. Huh, fortunately I'm not rash!

A small door in the backyard is actually just an emergency door in case it is needed to overcome a precarious situation, such as a natural disaster or fire for example. But because when I used to run through this door, so this door was locked tightly by Dad. In fact, right in front of the door was already blocked by a stone... uh, wait a minute!

My forehead frowned when I could not find a big rock there which when I remembered Dad always put it there until I was lazy to run away in the end. But...where is the stone now??

I subconsciously thought, thinking about the existence of that huge stone whose disappearance was strange.

Akh, maybe because there will be an event in this house so the stone is marginalized because this door must be used?! My brain is starting to assume. Which I immediately confirmed in my heart. Because it could be like that!

"Yinameya!!"

I gasped for a moment. My eyes were wide and even my heart was beating so fast that I was shocked to hear the sound of screaming Mother Citra who was calling my little cousin named Naina. The sound is heading this way.

"Aish!" In a hurry I opened the door to close it as soon as I got out of there.

However, how surprised I was when I saw that figure standing firmly behind me. His position was relaxed with his hands inserted into his pants pocket. It was as if he was waiting for me there.

Then, I approached. Without thinking, I stood in front of him. Make sure his face, if it's true, is him.

My eyes are cringing. "Fabian?? How come you can be here??"

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P. S :

The word "NTM: X.X" means REVISED

while "BAB X.X" means NOT REVISED