Marriage But the Enemy

NTM: 6.2

"Well, here's what I've been waiting for!" Excited one of Bian's unnamed cousins was just as we walked into the room.

"The newlyweds are coming too!" Shouted Om Toro who was very, very unequivocal. Other strangers looked at us. Ugh, you're Om Toro!

"For a long time, did you get to the newlyweds?" seloroh Om Toro again.

"Maklumi aja dong, Om, her name is also a newlywed. It's gonna take a while for both of you to last longer."

I almost glared if I didn't remember this play, so surprised to hear Bian talk about such a thing so casually.

Well, actually, where did he ever practice acting? Could he be this smart?!!

And, of course, frenetic yells the word "ciye" or cough that is deliberately made up or the sound of laughter that ransoms directly respond to Bian's speech earlier. Even Bian's cousin whose age seemed not much different gave his standing applause for us without hesitation.

I snorted in my heart. Though this is not an award show, why should this be so crowded anyway??

"Udah yuk, sit down first. Let's eat first, talk later. Okay?" Vienna Aunty's decree, errata, Mama Vienna intruding.

Then everyone began to eat the dishes that had been provided on the long table. No exception to me who has taken a place in one of the chairs.

"Hey, your food is not available. Since you're late, Mama's confused about what to take?" Mama Vienna chuckled. "What if you take it for yourself?"

Kontan, I nodded. "Yes, Mama, it's okay." I smiled, clumsy.

I was just about to stand up from my seat, but was immediately restrained because of Bian's very swift hand holding my shoulder. My head looked up, looking at him who was already standing from his seat.

His tone sounded so soft in my ears. To make me either believe it or not to believe that the man who spoke in a soft tone in front of me was the same man I saw in the room.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Don't be dumb," And then he took a slow look at my cheek. Makes some people who accidentally saw it become coughing.

I could hardly believe it if I hadn't experienced it myself.

Bians... He is an actor, apparently!

"So what do you want to eat? What do I want to take?? Fried rice? Grilled bread? A pulp? French fries?? Want what? Hmm?" He looked as if I was his girlfriend. Yes, that's the look I often see when lovers are chatting.

"A... Bread and juice, if you ask me what to drink." I smiled stiffly. While she instead smiled sweetly at me before finally nodding and pinching my cheeks slowly before she actually went to pick up our breakfast menu.

I'm stunned. For a moment I felt my mind empty. Because of the act and Bian's acting so great I almost got carried away. I took a deep breath while leaning my back against the head of the chair. It's actually a bit uncomfortable to play like this. But how else. Where maybe on the first day of our marriage we even got caught fighting.

That wouldn't be good, would it?!

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...-THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN REVISED -...