Marrying My Neighbor's Prospective Husband

Chapter 11's

The food that was warm had been cold since. Love, this woman has not put anything in her mouth, not even a stomach that sounds unheard.

Love keeps looking at the handsome face across the table. The barky and dumb man who had already managed to prank him.

"Stop looking at me and eat" said Rangga ignored by Kasih. "Love,....!!" Call Rangga.

"Yes, why?" Love answers without turning away her eyes.

"Eat, your stomach has rung since."

"You're my husband, right?" Tanya Kasih still does not believe.

"If not your husband, then who am I?" Rangga asked back.

"You can monitor me and Mia. Very little work!"

"I still remember that Little Love is very dark and black. If running does not like wearing sandals," said Rangga who still remembers the childhood of Love.

"Who are you really?, in childhood I never found you!"

"You and Mia never saw me."

"So where did you notice my life?" Ask a Curious Love.

"I saw you only twice as well as Mia. I'm monitoring you through the footage that Mr. Mun sent me."

"Everything is recording. Where were you before?"

"I go to school and study abroad" replied Rangga with his leisure.

"Why did you choose me to be a wife while there are still many beautiful and smart women out there?"

"Well, his name likes it too!"

"It sucks!" The Love that is still upset.

"Where is your husband now handsome, right?"

"But it feels foreign to me," said Kasih make smile Rangga fade.

"Do you want me to go undercover again?" Ask Rangga.

"Eeeh, no. Just gini, handsome!"

"If your ignorant ex is married, you can show off your handsome husband."

"Eeeh, yes. Let's kobong!!"

"Yes, now eat yes...!!"

"Yes....!!"

Love began to eat, occasionally she glanced at her husband. Still can't believe that this handsome guy in front of her is her husband.

After eating, Rangga took Kasih to go for a walk.

"Mas, can't you buy this hat?" Love asked her husband before buying anything.

"By honey....!!" Rangga.

Plain round hat becomes the choice of Love. They returned to the streets full of people selling souvenirs.

"Mas, can you buy glasses?"

"Darling, if you want something, take it. Don't ask me."

"The permission must first dong, the permission of the husband is the most important!" Sahut Kasih's.

"We bought two. You're one, mas one."

"Ashiii,.....!!"

Just a pair of glasses of love is really joyful.

"I do if you want to buy something must be permission first with mom. Help mom make cake continue in the anterin deh to stalls. Later, I will be given the same salary as mother. Yes, I canister. If the money is new enough to buy." Love happily tells a little of her life.

"You don't go to college, you don't work. Why?" Tanya Rangga was curious.

"Working in a minimarket near the highway.it works during the night, I don't like. I finally stopped, help my mom at home. So the burden of family!"

"Why not apply for a job in a factory?" Ask Rangga again.

"Here applied for a job there but was rejected. Don't know why either." The answer to Love makes Rangga wonder.

Silence, Kasih and Rangga do not talk to each other. They were busy holding hands while walking down the road to the beach.

"Yes....!!"

Under a small saung, with a gentle breeze combing the skin. Pensive love, he began to think of something.

"I feel inappropriate for Rangga. He studied and studied abroad. While I was just a high school graduate and a village person. It is inappropriate" said Love in his heart.

"Darling,.....!!" Rangga came with two coconuts.

"Thank you," said Kasih with a faint smile.

They enjoy the beach view. There was no sound but the sound of the waves and the wind. This time Love did not look at her husband's face again, she felt very inappropriate.

"Why silence?" Tegur Rangga's.

"Why-why!" Answer love with a forced smile.

Seeing his wife's expression like that, Rangga felt strange.

"You must have thought of something. Tell me the same, think what?"

"I feel unworthy to be with you who are perfect in everything" said Love bowed. "I should have been a man like yesterday." Its effects.

"Why are you talking like that?" Asked Rangga with a frown.

"Mas never compares you to any other woman."

"Indeed never but I'm self-conscious" said Kasih.

"Stop messing around, let's go home!"

Rangga pulled his wife's hand, took her back to the hotel. Love only complies, they don't even talk to each other.

Rangga started looking for materials to start the conversation.

"That's a bracelet we bought yuk," asked Rangga.

"Do not do it. Wasting all the money!" Say Love in a soft voice.

Rangga could only sigh slowly.

"Eeeh, there's a dream catcher. We buy yuk, we hang on the balcony door."

"No need. Come on, let's hurry. I'm tired and want to rest!"

Love hastened its course, its heart is now indecisive. Compared to the present Rangga, Kasih feels more worthy for Rangga yesterday.

Upon arrival at the hotel, Kasih immediately threw herself on the sofa.

"Why are you?" Ask Rangga in wonder.

"I'm just tired. I just want to rest!"

"I'm sorry that it messed up my heart. But believe me, what you did yesterday was just to avoid marrying Mia. My parents promised Rahman that they wanted to set us up."

"It's none of my business. Please don't bother me!"

"But I seriously love you" said Kasih. "You're a good girl, attention always defends you when they insult you."

"And that makes you the constant need to lie to me. What do you think I am?, married to a man I do not love. My family was threatened, you rich people don't know what it's like to be demeaned!"

"I'm sorry for Kasih. Not what I mean!"

"That's not the case but yesterday I was hospitalized just because of this ridiculous act of yours. Are you satisfied?"

I don't know, Kasih was angry again, he felt played by Rangga. Love gets off the couch, moves to bed.

"Love, sorry!"

"I learned to love you desperately, but I'm just a game."

"You misunderstood, baby. I really love you!"

"Don't bother me!" Resolute Love.

"Don't like this dong, sorry. I promise I won't do anything like that again."

Love covered his face with a pillow, he did not want to hear the words of Rangga again.

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Yuhuuuu bestie, who stopped by author bestie novel under the pen name "Wiyola" with the Title "Married a Contract With an Employer"