My Friend, My Idol Husband (Julia & Edward)

Ready to be my wife

At six in the morning I was awake. The shoes are on my feet. I'll run early in the morning around the complex. I used to run in the morning around the complex if I was on holiday working. Apparently Dad is also ready with his bike will bike with neighbors who are the same age as him.

“Dad first, babe. Don't wait for Dad to come home. Because of the plan we will hold a camp in the open,” he said while carrying a bag on his back.

“OK!” I cried while waving my hand.

My dad is a hobby of cycling and camping. Even Dad used to meet Mom when there was a camp event between campuses. I've always been interested in my Dad and Mom's love story.

I want to be like them. I was impressed by their principle that first love is last love. That's also why I didn't remarry after Mom died.

The morning air is still very fresh, making me more excited to run in the morning. My legs moved slowly and the longer the faster they went around the complex streets. Thirty minutes have passed, I am also getting tired. I decided to go home thirsty and forgot not to bring a drink.

Mbok Siti was cooking my breakfast in the kitchen. The aroma is very tempting, apalqgi my stomach that has been asked to be filled.

“Mbok cook what?” ask me while leaning in front of the kitchen door.

“Omelet same cheese baked potato for Non Julia,” he replied.

“Scent once, I'm hungry. Mbok, can I help you?” bargained.

“Not necessary. Julia took a shower first. This is just for Mbok,”

Yes, I have to shower too. I have an appointment with Mr. Edward. What time did he pick me up? Where exactly is he taking me? Rather than wondering for myself, I should just call him.

“OK deh Mbok. Please make two servings yes!” my door.

After seeing Mbok Siti's nod I immediately stepped into the room.

A cell phone on top of the bed to contact Mr. Edward. But I'm back. It was me who called him first. I better get my clothes ready. Just now I'm gonna put my phone in, a message from Mr. Edward comes in.

[I'm on my way to your house ]

Heh. I haven't had a shower. Not ready. Not everything. Huhoo..

[ Ready, Boss ] Sent.

I ran straight to the bathroom and immediately flushed my body with water. Quickly soap immediately washed again until clean. Don't shampoo. Oh yeah mouthwash, let my breath smell good haha.

The lightning shower is over.

Shirt. Jeans pants, white tanktop and white shirt. White sneakers. The bag is also white. That's it already. That simple. Let's just make it important quickly.

A message from Mr. Edward

[I'm in front of your house ]

Aish, I haven't given it. I quickly put makeup on my face. Fortunately, I got used to makeup as fast as lightning. Yeah, 'cause I like bad luck.

[ Wait! I'm downstairs now ] Sent.

My hair is still unraveling. Ah let it be. I'll have him wait in the back garden first. Tell me who he won't tell me what time he'll pick me up.

I quickly went down the stairs. Half ran towards the front of the house. Sure enough the car was parked there.

Knock on the windshield so he gets out. I knocked a few times but the owner didn't come out either. I knocked on the side glass again not coming out either. I finally knocked on all the car windows.

Is he asleep inside because he's waiting for me?

“Master! Oh naw. Edward!” call me while knocking on the windshield.

“Haha,” there are people laughing behind me.

The man I was looking for was laughing at me. The shame!!! My cheek must be a crab kayak boiled at eighty degrees.

Waitaminute! Why is Mr. Edward so handsome when he laughs again. His firm jaw made him even more handsome. His hair he combed sideways but still looked a little messy. The jakunnya who went up and down because of laughing. Her face looks so happy without a lie.

Whahuh? Jeans, white t-shirts wrapped again with white shirts, white shoes as well. How same?

For a moment we looked at each other. Then we laughed together to see what we were wearing turned out to be the same.

“You must be imitating my clothes,” he accused.

“I don't think you'll wear that too,” my bell.

“Maybe we sehat,”

“Terusslah. Let's go in. Have you had breakfast?”He shook his head. “We have breakfast first,” take me.

He looked at me with a smile I could not understand. Then his hand moved over my head. He must have messed up my hair. I forgot to comb my hair.

But, oh no. He took off the hair that was still attached to my hair.

“You want to go with this?” he said it showed me the hair he had just removed from the top of my hair.

“Hee. Everything was sudden so I was in a hurry. Can you wait for me in a minute. I'll take a bag and tidy up my hair a little,” my door while taking the hair that Mr. Edward still holds.

“Yes, I can wait for you as long as you want,”

“Alright, I won't be long,” I'm walking quickly to the room.

I combed my hair neatly and let it slide. I took the bag and left the room afraid that Mr. Edward would wait too long.

I saw it was almost nine in the morning. Mr. Edward was focused on driving next to me. The question he's gonna take me where it hasn't been answered. But it looks like he's gonna take me out of town because he's already on the highway.

When I stay overnight I don't bring a change of clothes. Why didn't he say he wanted to go this far. I thought I'd go to the mall and see a movie.

“Are we going out of town?” I ask again to make sure.

“Hmm, it looks like yes,” the answer is still with a secret to take me where.

“Where?”

“Later you will know,”

“But I did not prepare to travel that far,”

“Not be too formal if we're both. Just tell me or you or whatever it is that you usually talk to your friends,” the door while looking straight ahead.

“Good,”

“You don't have to worry. I've prepared everything,”

“I mean, prepare what?”

“Prepare traveling far,”

Ah, it's getting me dizzy. I better not ask again. If he dares to fuck with me just watch out. I've asked Raya to track my GPS.

Afgan song titled Thank You Love makes me slowly close my eyes. The long journey made me very sleepy.

Mr. Edward stopped his car in front of a large house. Classic oriental style house. There are two pillars at the main entrance.

Four luxury cars in the parking lot to the right of the house. While on the left there is a garden with a swing of white painted iron that is still maintained, nearby there is a set of chairs and a round table.

Whose house is this? Mr. Edward's home address I don't know has gone so far.

“Are you ready?” tanyakanya.

“Ready for what?”

“Ready to be my wife,”

“ISTRI?”

Epilogue :

At five in the morning Edward was awake. He is very happy because his plan to take Julia to the family villa goes easily. He can't wait to pick up Julia.

Edward reflected on his face that had begun to grow fine fur around his jaw and upper lip.

He went to the bathroom to clean and shave. After that, he opened his closet.

Some of the clothes he was wearing and always did not fit. Until the last he wore a white t-shirt, shirt and jeans. That was all that was left and he resignedly used the remaining clothes.

After struggling with his appearance for two hours he was ready to pick up his heart. But he just came out of his room Gerald held him.

"Don't let your heart melt by that woman" Gerald reminded his son.

"We'll catch up with you later" added his stepmother.

Edward sighed at the orders of his father and stepmother.