Materialistic

14-New House

"Our marriage is only limited to the status that runs in a period of one month and a half."

the Adara Mikhayla Siregar

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Minimalist house that only consists of one floor, but has a yard that is quite spacious and equipped with a garden and swimming pool on the side. Entering the inner area is immediately treated to the wall of the room which is dominated by light blue, my favorite color. A central room equipped with a sofa, television, and some furniture like new out of the store. Not having a barrier partition in every room, I really like the house that Papah and Mamah gave me, but there is one thing that I really, really don't like. This house only has one room, the size is large enough to be occupied by two people. But Arda's presence really made my blood boil instantly. I would never sleep in the same room with him. Mamah and Papah seemed to already know my reason for planning to sleep in a different room. Dismissed is my hope, and what about my fate later tonight? Mom and Dad could make me most miserable and miserable.

Arda and I entered the only room we could use to rest. He was like a hassle for carrying my two-numbered large suitcase and also his backpack. I only brought a few of my clothes, two suitcases for a month and a half was more than enough. If it is less, it is easy to take it home or buy a new one. "Don't unload my suitcase. Beresin your own clothes," I said after he managed to put the items he brought to the corner of the room.

Arda did not reply and was busy taking out his clothes which were not much. For the size of a man he is quite neat and reliable as it turns out, just look at his clothes are folded neatly in the bag. He arranged several pieces of clothing consisting only of T-shirts, pants, shirts, prayer equipment, and also his work uniform. "It's normal to see it, don't be rich to want to nelen rich people like that," he said with a body that he deliberately turned to face me.

I immediately wavered because I was caught paying attention to his activities. Erroneous, not paying attention but rather fleeting looking. Well, that's more precisely. "So much so you're a person." He chuckled before finally sitting on the edge of the bed opposite to where I was.  He sits at the left foot of the bed and I sit at the right side of the headboard.

"Are you sure you want to have a wedding?" ask her with a view that is difficult for me to interpret. I quickly shook my head. "Yes not," I replied with great sincerity.

Arda sighed for a moment before saying, "Keep what is the meaning of the word 'whatever' you are?" I expected him to ask like that. But I'm lazy to talk to him. Seeing his face alone has managed to make me nauseous not stumbling, especially now having to speak four eyes in one room. If there's a face-shaping mirror, I'll definitely buy it for Arda. At least my eyes can be a little clear because it looks quite nice to see.

I took a deep breath and threw it away slowly. "The cave does not want to extend the chat with my Bokap Nyokap about rich that, yes already rather than complicated answer aja rich that. I also don't want to immediately reject their proposal that way, because I know for sure my talk they never considered at all. I also can't bear to make them disappointed, because I know how to behave like a parent. I don't know if I let them down because of my behavior" I explained with eyes that occasionally looked at him. As bad as I am, I don't want to disappoint my parents. Let alone seeing happy twinkle on their faces. But the happiness they felt was created because of the misery I experienced. What a fate I am.

Arda nodded in understanding but the next second he again asked a question. "If you don't want to upset your parents, why are you asking me to make a marriage agreement? Didn't you lie to your own parents? And well you let them down."

I scooped up a frustrated face. Why would he have to question that anyway? Already know I'm dizzy because of this problem, and now lightly without burden he adds to the level of complexity that I am feeling. "Can you not talk about it now? Dizziness my nutmeg!"

"Oh, ok," in short, that makes me breathe a sigh of relief. Silence enveloped both of us, I who did not want to extend the conversation with him, and no longer want to bother with his existence. Let's just say he doesn't exist or statue.

"I know how to keep my parents and your parents from being disappointed. Want to not follow my way?" he said after successfully laying down the body on the bed. Both of his hands were deliberately folded, with a straight look at the ceiling of the room. "What's emang?"

"We forget the agreement we made, and live like another married couple," he said lightly with an annoying smile. I rubbed her face with a pillow so many times that she complained of pain. "That's what you want. It's delicious in you it's not good in me!"

He took out a pillow and threw it away, got up from his lying position and looked at me with all earnestness. "There's no term 'good at lo not good at me' if we both accept this marriage. You take on your role as a wife, and I will also carry out my role as a husband."

Woy wake! Wake up! It's still daytime yet time to sleep and experience the dream realm. I really have to buy a large glass so that he can look and know himself. In my dreams I became his wife, especially in the real world. Amsyong my life is already on the edge of this horn.

"Gue can't, Arda! I don't love you and I can never love you. Catch that!" I said firmly and strongly. I didn't want to give him hope and thought that someday I could take it. There is no history of me repeating the story of Belle who was willing to marry the Beast. It's never gonna happen. This relationship is only limited to a written contract that runs within a month and a half.

"Don't takabur, Adara. I just knew your taste. Allah is All-Turning over the hearts of men, and who knows that you may love me. Nothing is impossible in this world. Kun fayakun," he said. I suspect she really expected me to be a real life companion, but what a force if my heart wasn't for her.

"I think I need to take a bucket of water and keep siramin to your head, let you realize it's not muehalu mulu." I got up and just left him who was still pensive on the bed.

I cannot deny that Arda is a good man who is devout in religion. Visualization of the priesthood is ideal for some women but not for me. He's so far from the criteria of the dream guy I dreamed of. Maybe if made friends, I can consider a little. Just a little well please remember if you need to print bold and also use capital letters. But when it comes to relationships and feelings quickly I'll answer, "I'm sorry I can't."

Quite a lot of consideration why I rejected the man who said good. I believe and believe that he is definitely capable and can take me to heaven as any other couple would expect. But I'm quite pessimistic, is he able to keep up with my lifestyle? All my needs are not small and eat not a little funds. I can spend millions of dollars in a matter of hours. And Arda? He is very simple and probably the type of person who adheres to 'sparing', he cannot be willing to voluntarily give the results of his efforts to me for free. Just looking for him he had to smash and flood with sweat, and then after he got the money he had to give it to me. He's the hard one, he's the fussy one, why am I enjoying it? But no papa anyway it is already a consequence because it is presumptuous to marry my wife.

If a father must sincerely without being asked will meet all the needs of his son, without the need to think about how difficult it is to find a piece of money, as Papah always did. "Worker to meet all the needs of Papah's children and wives. So whatever you ask and want, as much as possible Papah will give." That was the answer Papah gave me when I asked a question. "Why did Papah never upset Adara if the money should be enough for one month but Adara spent only one week?" From Papah I concluded that between money and family are two things that cannot be separated. Many cases out there are separated because of the difficulty in meeting the needs of households that are increasing more and more. Therefore I always think realistically, that indeed the human life will never be separated from money, money, and money.

It feels too narrow to get married just because of the capital of pseudo-love, I doubt it. Think with love we can eat well and live a decent life? Obviously the answer is no. Maybe there are some couples who embrace the 'we start from zero' is counted again gasoline filling times ah. They never think long for their future lives. I know the sustenance is set, we don't have to worry about it. But yes I can't accept a man who doesn't have a steady job, and only makes a potluck. The cost of living is getting bigger and the income is so there is no change. Where are you going to take that household? Let it flow like water. Heh, what kind of answer is that. Thought the running water would end up in the mouth of the river all the time well, did they forget that there are many sewers that are also ready to hold the water. It's not funny if the household ends horribly in the gutter. Especially now that it has begun to enter the rainy season, it must be flooded with the tuh of his household life. The flood of endless conflict means.

I have often been involved in debates about this with some of my friends who have very, very opposite thoughts to me. But the basis of my brain is only about matter and world affairs. I plainly said, "My parents grew me up to this big is not quite as flabby and boasted let alone the love that you guys glorified. My parents spend a lot of money until I can be like now, and after I grow up there is someone who wants to marry me just with love capital? Sorry to say I'm not a man who believes in the sweet words of men's mouths. Who her? Come-come ask me to be his wife, continue with ease also he wants to take me hard. Hey, isn't he ashamed of my parents who took the trouble to make his son live a decent life without flaws? So women think a little intelligently, not to teach you to be realistic, I just want to open your eyes a little if life is to be realistic."

~TBC~