Marrying Handsome Housed

Marrying Handsome Housed
JeJu Chapter 2 Alan, Please Find Me a Delinquent!



"Lan, I want to get married" Juwita told her friend Alan.


"This fast?" ask Alan. Then drink a glass of alcohol that has been contained in the glass. Understandably, they're in a nightclub right now.


Alan looked at Juwita who was sitting sweetly by holding a mineral bottle in his hand. Not without reason Alan reacted like this after hearing Juwita's wish. This girl had just returned after finishing her studies. He doesn't even have a job yet. Why should I rush to get married. Does he think life after marriage doesn't need money?


"Can't I get married?" ask Juwita. He knew there must be a reason that made Alan ask such a question. But Juwita has decided. She will still marry a foreign man whose traits she will pass on to Alan later.


"Of course I can. Just who do you want to marry?" ask Alan then.


"I don't know" replied Juwita.


"Want to get married but don't know who you want to marry?" cibir Alan's.


"That's why I'm meeting you. Please find me a man who is wild, unemployed but rarely comes home. The more jerks the better," Pinta Juwita.


"Juwita, do you think getting married is just for toys. Married, you should be looking for the best man among the best" Alan said.


Although Alan is not a good man but he does not want to plunge Juwita, his underclassman when High School was into the valley of regret. If until Juwita married such a delinquent man, what would his life be? Surely he will also be dizzy considering that Juwita has no one to rely on besides Sadewa.


"Sak Sadewa, the best man I love is already getting married to someone else. If I hadn't failed him yesterday they would have gone on their honeymoon by now" Juwita said.


It looks tough when saying it, but honestly the heart has even been shapeless again.


"Then?" ask Alan.


"So what use am I to look my best if in the end he will leave me like Sadewa. Alan, I just need a jerk who just depends on me for life. That way maybe he won't go, right?" reply Juwita.


"But it's not like that either, Juwi!" said Alan.


The man turned his chair. Pressed Juwita's two cheeks and watched her for a moment. Once upon a look, Alan knew there was a wound that Juwita had covered up from the radiance of those clear eyes.


"You really want to get married?" ask Alan.


"Eum," replied Juwita steadily.


"Then I have to find the guy you want, right?" ask Alan.


"Eum" replied Juwita again.


"Well, I'll find the man you want" Alan said.


"Lan, don't forget to pick a slightly handsome one. I want to see if Sadewa will be jealous and cancel my marriage later" Juwita continued without heeding Alan's warning.


"Juwita, if your goal is just for that. Nor should I marry a delinquent man. What if Sadewa doesn't cancel your wedding later?" ask Alan worriedly.


"Then I'll be the wife of a delinquent man."


"Jewith!"


"Please, just this time. You didn't forget your promised debt back then, did you?" tanya Juwi reminded.


Alan thought for a moment. A few years ago, Alan had a promise debt to Juwita. A promise to grant Juwita one wish because Juwita has helped her get the heart of the woman she loves who is Juwita's best friend, Caca.


Alan's getting dizzy now. Had he not been married, he would not mind helping Juwita by pretending to marry her if the only reason was to heat up Sadewa.


Once again, Alan poured alcohol and drank it so dizzy. All right, finding a jerk is easy. But what is not easy is to let such a jerk get married to Juwita who is kind and innocent.


Alan got up, eager to get out of this place and talked to Caca about it. But Juwita held her hand.


"Hey, wait!" hold Juwita when Alan is leaving.


"Otherwise?" ask Alan.


"Don't get a tattoo, I don't like tattooed men" Juwita warned.


"I understand!"


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With his extensive association with the night world, it was actually very easy for Alan to look for a jerk. The jerk guy is always hanging around him even now Alan is surrounded by dozens of jerks. But Alan always paused when he wanted to express about the marriage offer. Especially when they see their faces one by one clearly. Somehow he felt he had not found a man who felt suitable for Juwita.


Fuck the guy Juwita wants, but still Alan would pick the best guy out of a bunch of assholes, right? How could Alan have let Juwita marry a real jerk.


"Fuck man, if you really are Juwita's soul mate then appear in front of me right now," said Alan.


Right now, Alan was busy propping up his chin by sipping iced tea while thinking about Juwita's shaky future. It seemed like he was about to give up on not being able to help Juwita this time around. However, just as Alan was about to leave he came across a man he said was the most jerk and delinquent he had ever been.


Although his face is very handsome and has a stocky body and athletic like the dreams of girls, but listen to him is just an unemployed, female player, mistress aunt, ugal-ugalan, often even roam the streets.


"Don't come near me. That cigarette smell makes me want to vomit!" the man said as a friend approached him with a mouth full of smoke.


Alan furrowed his brows at the protest from the man. All right, just tell me this guy's a delinquent. But as Alan recalled, the man had never dealt with the police nor engaged in brawls or anything like that. He also hates cigarette smoke and does not have a tattoo.


"Should I ask her to marry Juwita? But with such a handsome face, she should not be willing to marry all of a sudden right? After all, it's possible that the number of girlfriends can be used to circle this earth as much as once so many times," Inner Alan.


"I have to how?" muttered Alan again.


Alan still continued to pay attention to the handsome prick. From head to toe and imagine Juwita sitting next to him.


"Looks like they fit in," Alan's inner self again.


Honestly speaking, these few days that jerk man was nowhere to be seen so Alan forgot that there was such a man living on earth. Since he had already come, then Alan would have to talk to him immediately to negotiate regardless of his still mysterious identity.


"Jeff, I have something to talk to you about!" alan said directly to his goal.


"Me?" ask a man called Jeff.


"Yes, you!" answer Alan.


"Tell me!" jeff said casually.


"Can I move somewhere else? This is very important!" ask Alan.


Now it's Jeff's turn to look at Alan from head to toe before agreeing to his invitation. "All right," replied Jeff.


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