Minsugars

Prologues

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In the end, I had no other choice.

I'm getting married to David Asrawijaya, the man I just met.

At the age of 21 years.

I haven't even graduated college.

The matchmaking?

Nope.

It's not that secular.

The reason we got married is more complicated than that, it's about health issues. My health, more precisely.

I was thinking of living my youth by having fun, dating, being successful in career, making a lot of money, buy whatever I want and think about getting married when I turn thirty.

Like most women, I want to enjoy life. I want to do a lot of things that make me happy, I want to make as much fun as I can remember when I no longer have the energy to get up from my chair without a cane, or almost all of my hair is bleached. I wanted a day where I could find myself with a cup of tea, biscuits, a rocking chair and the smell of wet grass from the drizzle of rain. I want that moment to come, I can remember many things about my youth, as much as I can.

But, uh,

All of those plans were a little messy, one month ago when I felt a stabbing pain in my lower abdomen,

"There are more than three tissues of the inner uterine lining growing on the outside" Mirae's doctor said, pointing to a CT scan of my abdomen.

I remember how spontaneously I sat on the hospital floor. "What does that mean I-"

The old woman smiled, Maybe 50 more years? I don't know, he's still healthy. She still looks so young, she's so beautiful and graceful, I see she's shaking her head slowly "It's just a small endometrium, we're not lifting it all up, you're lucky it's on the pelvic wall."

I don't understand the meaning of luck in situations like this. For me, there is no luck anymore.

"So, the shape won't change?"

He chuckled at my worries. "It can be overcome, it's all about regeneration. Just relax, everything will be back to how it was."

"Ah, that's a relief."

"Just..."

God fucking. I immediately got tense back. "Just?"

Doctor Mirae took a deep breath, this time she looked at me full of judgment "Only can we guarantee that it will grow again. And learning from all your information, starting from the first time you experienced pain and such, I was worried that if his regeneration wasn't perfected, it would trigger it to arise again."

"What?!" I spontaneously held my stomach again.

"There's one best solution, actually, it's likely to work."

"Whatis that? tell me." I swear I will take it.

Doctor Mirae looked doubtful, she looked at me with a curious look. "Hmm, in cases that afflict young people like you, I usually say this in front of accompanying parents. They should know this."

That moment my world stopped too. I spontaneously lowered my head, feeling a pain that seemed to slowly stab my body. But I pulled one of my big smiles and said.

"They were dead when I was 16." I took a deep breath. "It was a plane crash." I kept my fake smile. "I live alone because I'm an only child, and if you ask me how I survived.." I guessed it from the look on his face. "I live through the insurance they prepared for me, plus the compensation for losses from the airline they boarded, some of their shares spread out to make me part of every month."

Doctor Mirae was really surprised, she was a little gaping at my words. "You really live alone? Kinfolks? Uncle-auntie? Grandparents?"

I shook my head slowly. "I feel better if I'm alone, I have a lot of plans to do myself. I don't want to trouble anyone else. But they still took the time to look at me. I think it's better."

"Difficult to believe" he commented simply.

I actually hope I won't tell this to more people, I don't want others to feel that my life is sad, when in fact I've been very stable with what I'm living. I'm enjoying my life. I've gone through those heaviest phases of loss. But, her condition made me have to tell her this, because Mirae's doctor type is a very curious person, so I don't want to waste time waiting for questions that I can actually guess from her. That's why I just told you everything.

"Eum, so can we go back to the best solution?" I try to shift the focus of the conversation.

"Ah, yes sorry.." Mirae's doctor immediately regained his senses and she cleared her throat. "The best solution is to get married."

My eyes widened hearing "What?! Married?!!" I wish I had heard wrong.

However, Mirae's doctor nodded. "With marriage, there will most likely be a chance of getting pregnant. At that time, the regeneration of the ovaries will be faster, because you will give birth. That's the best way."

I gulped as I digested that sentence. "What is true? I was young. I can't possibly get married. Especially pregnant?"

"You have a lover? If so, maybe you can try talking about this, for your health's sake."

"Then find a future husband."

"What is true?! Is there no other way? Taking certain medications?"

"It's not as good as if you give birth."

I want to sink my face to the bottom of the earth.

Suddenly I felt so sad.

"Miss.. Keira Princess?.." doctor Mirae called out my full name very carefully.

I who is still screwed can only answer softly. "Yes?"

"What if I have a candidate for you?"

"What?!" I couldn't scream in shock.

Doctor Mirae smiled broadly and nodded enthusiastically. "I know someone who is very mature.he is a man who is mature, soft and looks decent. This year he's 30y."

I was gaping to hear it, since when did this treatment room become a matchmaking agency?

"Doctor. I'm sorry, tap-but, I. I mean, this is all--"

Then my speech was interrupted when the door was knocked, the next three seconds someone entered the room. He was a man, looking rushed, the man was wearing a shirt with a rather loose tie. He walked over to Mirae's doctor, carrying a plastic box.

"Ma.. I was just about to park in the office, and I saw you leave your provisions in my car again."

Doctor Mirae looked smiling and ran over to the man with a swipe of his face affectionately. "My son, you don't have to drive him back."

"But, if not with your own provisions. You're gonna have a hard time eating, what if you don't have lunch huh?"

At first I would think of getting angry because this guy was so disrespectful. He should be able to control his personal affairs. He should have realized I was here. But, when I caught the content he was discussing, I was actually entertained, amazed and made me judge him to be a man who is very attentive with his parents.

Aware of my existence, Mirae's doctor coded her son to calm down, and looked at me while slightly bowing her head. "Ah, I'm sorry." said Mirae's doctor politely.

In that instant, the man turned to look at me. He looked surprised, as if he had just realized that I was here.



"Ah, sorry. I didn't notice any patients." she bowed politely as well, looking very shy and awkward.

"No problem" I pulled a thin smile.

The man also returned my smile, while scratching the back of his head, it seemed that he was still embarrassed.

"Alright, then I'll go back to the office." he said.

"My son, wait a minute." call Dr. Mirae to hold the man's arm. Then, their eyes simultaneously turned to me.

I was confused myself. I can only smile awkwardly.

"Keira? Introduce, this is the person I just told you about."

The man looked gawking, especially when he saw me surprised. I didn't know how to stand up but to slowly, and extend my hand. Three seconds later I cursed myself for reaching out first.

What the hell happened to me? Why can't I just take it down even when the man is still confused looking at me and his mother in turn, until finally he was nudged by his mother and immediately reached out, welcoming my hand, while saying.

"I'm David Asrawijaya" he said with a smile, appearing to exhale as he greeted my hand.

I'm nodding. "Keira."

For some reason, the moment our hands touched, my whole world seemed to stop. Or maybe it's just my feeling, but the time of this shaman feels a little longer, as if both myself and himself like they are guessing the texture of each hand. We didn't realize it lasted seven seconds.

Until finally, Dr. Mirae's deheman's voice made us finish it. Now, I feel ashamed. David looked awkward too. We both looked at each other and threw smiles. I felt my heart thump as I saw her eyes looking at me with a different gaze, like researching, or admiring? I don't know, I don't know.

I lowered my head and looked at my fingers squeezing each other.

And, I guess that's where the beginning and the reason.

Why this marriage happened.

That fucking smile.

His charm and aura.

And also my health.

So, I guess that's the prologue to this story.

Honestly, I still ask myself.

How could all this happen?

How could?

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