Me, Dama & Rania

One Day Before the Wedding

After the meeting at the Mall yesterday, the contents of the pre-wedding agreement were still swirling in my head. What kind of marriage will I face?

I love my mom and dad very much, even though I'm not their son. I didn't have the heart to disappoint them.

The wedding day is just one more day. Dama and I did not meet again after agreeing on a pre-marital agreement at that time. Not exchanging messages. And I also still go to college and work part time in a coffee shop owned by my High School friends.

Afternoon is the time when coffee shops are crowded. For today my duty is to serve and clean the table. I think the job is not too heavy compared to washing dishes and other tools. It's just that sometimes serving customers feels jumbled. There are good and friendly but there are also jutek and many want. Mental strengthening is the key.

After delivering the order at table 5, I rushed to clean table 4 on my left. Carrying a glass and tray in the left hand, while my right hand wiped the table. Tidied it back.

The coffee shop door opened, I saw my future husband Dama was holding hands with a sexy, beautiful woman and making up thick. I tried to swallow my saliva slowly. A sight that made my heart beat strangely. Jealousy comes from the heart, even though we will marry without love. It feels so cramped.

What happened to my brain was that she already had a boyfriend. But why would you marry me? there must be a reason.

Dama looked at me with a nonchalant look, but I wanted to say hello to him but I paused because I remembered the contents of the agreement.

Number 1: It is forbidden to interfere with each other's personal problems.

Okay, alright. I tried to be professional by pretending I didn't know him. That's what he wants. It doesn't matter just acting.

"Excuse me, here's the order" I put 1 hot caramel macchiato, 1 cold mocha frappuccino and 1 red velvet cake on the Dama table. Without even looking at her face, I turned and left.

When I turned around I heard the woman calling Dama 'honey'. It is clear, it is certain that the woman is indeed the girlfriend of Dama.

Alright...I can stand this jealousy. Don't let me fall in love with her, I can be heartbroken and disappointed. No no. Don't arrive.

After putting the tray and the glass in the pantry, I went to the toilet. Suddenly my stomach hurt.

"Wait!" Dama pulled my left hand when I just came out of the toilet. Because I wasn't ready, I staggered and hit Dama's chest.

"Sorry.sorry sir" I tidied my hood and rubbed my sore face after hitting Dama's chest.

"So you work here?" I put my face up. Our height is quite different. Dama thought it was 180s and I was only 160 not there.

"Mas Dama? yes, I work here" I replied.

"Why did you pretend you didn't know me?" questions that make me want to laugh. Weird guy.

"Why smile like that? answer me!" this man is very annoying, jutek and likes to snap.

"Dama forgot the content of yesterday's agreement? number one: forbidden to interfere in each other's personal affairs" I ventured to continue to look into his eyes.

Mashay Allah.is truly handsome Your creation O Allah. Ah wait, why am I even amazed to see his gaze. Don't come here, don't use your heart.

"Ok.I remember.it's good that you understand. Tomorrow, don't be late!" he reminded me that tomorrow morning, we will get married and make a promise. Dama left me and I saw him pull the woman's hand and then hold her waist possessively.

I continued my work until my shift was over.

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The POV

"Honey.cup" Rania hugged me seductively, peeping at my left cheek.

"Have you taken a shower?" my many.

Now Rania only wears a kimono bathrobe that is tied not too tight. Sitting on my lap and rolling his hand over my shoulder. I know he's teasing me.

"Why not wait for me?" askaku.

"No papa, I just want to soak myself. Preparing my heart for your wedding day tomorrow" I knew from her eyes there was clearly sadness.

"I'm sorry baby.patient yes, this is only one year no more. You know, why I should marry Andini. It's all just a condition of father and mother. Married to the girl and my company took over completely" I hugged Rania tightly and kissed the top of her head.

"Yes I know, I'll try not to mess things up. But remember, don't let you fall in love with that girl and no sex. Okay? you're only mine, Dama Sakti. cup"

Rania kissed my lips softly. I could never resist every touch she gave me. Always excited me.

"We continue in the room yes" he whispered to me spoiled. I immediately carried her in my sling without taking off our hot pagutan. Open the door and I drop Rania on the bed.

"Special night before you get married tomorrow to that girl dear" Rania untied her bathrobe. And we started all hot without knowing when we were going to end it.

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Astaghfirullah, why is my chest pounding like this? I can't close my eyes for a moment. Thinking about tomorrow morning, my marriage to Dama. What am I supposed to do? the letter of agreement really makes me dizzy. Am I prepared for all the evil that is going to happen?

After one year, I will become a widow at a young age. oh no? how would you and your mom feel if they knew? ahhh.

tok tok tok tok

"Andini" my mother's voice called me. Why is mom in my room this late?

"have you slept, son?" my mother's voice called me back.

"What's wrong mom?" ask my mother in front of the door.

"Mom see your room lights are still on. Why haven't you slept? it's midnight, son. Tomorrow you have to get up early and decorate" mother rubbed my cheeks gently.

"Can't sleep yet ma'am" I replied honestly.

"You're nervous about getting married tomorrow?" mom tried to tease me.

"I am mom" I answered honestly. I was worried, but thinking about the letter as well.

"No need to be nervous, let's go to sleep. Don't be late tomorrow" mom patted me on the shoulder and rubbed it.

"Yes ma'am" I nodded and closed the door and turned off the lights and then put my body on the bed.

Hope tomorrow goes well. Strengthen the heart to face all the possibilities good or bad after marriage later.

Seriate....