Marriage But the Enemy

NTM: 4.3

I don't talk much. Since my meeting with Bian yesterday, I intend to lock my lips tightly. Not that I was angry or upset, I just didn't want to let go of saying things I shouldn't have said.

My anger and resentment have evaporated ever since I decided to throw my ego away for the sake of my family that I love.

Regrets always come later...

Aye! But somehow regret will come much greater if you lose a loved one than sacrifice yourself!

My eyes wandered around. I was not with them even though my seat was still near them. Every face is looking carefully. I'm looking for him. But as far as the eye could see I could not find his face in this house. Niente. Then where did it go?

I then turned to Mbak Citra who was still fun chatting excitingly with Aunt Rima and Kania. No matter if they are busy even once, because in fact my curiosity is bigger!

"Sir, Uti hasn't come yet? How come I haven't seen Uti since??"

Mbak Citra seemed to round his eyes a little when he turned to me. I frowned, confused by his expression which seemed to gasp with my question just now.

"More??" Ask back. I nodded quickly. "aaa... Uti," she turned her head to the side after biting her lips. I squinted my eyes. His strange gurgle made me even more curious.

"This one again... Uti who the hell?" Kania opened her voice. Thanks to him, my sharp gaze on Mbak Citra was instantly sidetracked. Now, I look at him sharply.

"Nuts... Eyang Uti, time forgets the same Kania call Uti himself?!" My reply that seemed to sound a bit cynical in the ears. Unknowingly, I've been acting tough on my own brother. I don't know. It seems, my conversation with Bian yesterday made me a bit more sensitive.

Kania was silent. She shook her head and just looked at me with her flat gaze. "Mbak Rere's..."

I looked back at him without answering. While his expression was still the same. "Kok Mbak Rere asked Uti again anyway?? Uti, kan-"

"Cania! You are called your mother there! Buru gih," Aunty Rima interrupted suddenly, making Kania immediately snorted. His face turned riled up. It was obvious that he really had important business with his Mom.

Then, without hesitation, he stood up from his seat and left our little circle here. Also, leaving me who was still waiting for him to continue that half sentence. Ck!

"Rere, get in the room! Rest. You have to get up in the morning for makeup." Aunt Rima Exciting.

"I'll wait for Uti first, Auntie. Later I will sleep with Uti," I reply.

"You don't have to wait for Uti. Uti like not here today." explained Aunt Rima who immediately disappointed me.

"There's an urgent matter. Uti can't come here." Answer again.

I let out a long sigh. One word I have in mind now, disappointed. But want how, the business seems important and inevitable. Sacrificing the time to meet me today seems like no problem than not being able to finish the business, right?

"Judah then," I don't want to understand. Now I'm an adult. Tomorrow I'm getting married. Of course, I can't always depend on Uti. Although actually at this time I really need to lean on his chest while saying everything that stuck in this heart.

"But tomorrow Uti's coming right, Tant??" Ask again.

Aunt Rima smiled. A sweet smile from the high knots of the lips.

"Oh anyway, Rere has to rest now. Quickly enter the room, sleep. let's fresh for an important event tomorrow!" Firmly Aunty Rima, then she swept myself towards the stairs towards the second floor came from.

As I walked, I looked back. Towards the direction of Citra. Which also turned out to be staring at me with a gaze that I could hardly understand. Makes me almost speculate which is not - if only he had not smiled so widely like that.

I returned her smile before walking up the stairs to the second floor.

Already, Re, Ms Citra is not a person who deserves suspicion! My heart calls.

Then I turned my attention to Aunt Rima who was still sighing my hand. I smiled at him, asking him to take me here. Which was then instantly approved by him without much question. Then we separated at the first boundary of the lower stairs. Aunt Rima also returned to meet our extended family who are still busy with souvenir boxes as well as various other trinkets. While I was galloping to finish off these stairs to the top. Locking the room by yourself.

Right, it seems like I'm in need of some alone time. And maybe Uti knows that.

I smile.

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