My husband is not the CEO

Tiga

"Let's see if I look like a wedding keblet girl?" I threw the phone at any place followed by a parachute jacket and a hair strap. I threw my body on the bed no matter if the sweat would make it wet.

If it wasn't my mom who asked me to thank Rafka, I wouldn't have done it. Rafka's attitude had made me very upset, just look at tomorrow I'll take revenge

"Seek Rafka to pick you up tomorrow, tell me your car is Papa's."

Ahh since when have I been so obedient to my mother's will!

"Nowoo!" Mom's voice that was only in my mind is now also heard in the real world.

One ... two .. three!

"You haven't finished talking about being left yet."

On target! mom broke into the room after the count of three. Soon he will surely snarl until my ears ring when I have obeyed his orders to say thank you to Rafka. Mama has never met the future daughter-in-law, she only heard stories from Rafka's parents but she acted as if she had known him for a long time.

"So she left you?"

My bed moved a little which meant my mother had been sitting next to me. I pretended not to listen and faithfully closed my eyes like a faithful mama asking everything about my meeting with Rafka in the morning. I've told you all about Rafka's strangeness, from her reluctant to talk first to her batik outfit. But in my eyes, Rafka is still the perfect daughter-in-law.

"He's so sweet to give you an umbrella."

"The sweet is not Rafka's sugar." Cibirku rolled back to mama. "The "most beautiful part is .... " I got up from my sleep, opened my eyes wide to see my mother. "Bring the umbrella, it'll soon rain." My hands folded in front of my chest mimicking Rafka's style of speech earlier, my head was hot again considering it all. "That's a member of the BMKG who can predict the weather!" I stomped my feet on the floor a few times and was irritated. I'd better take a shower before my head explodes because I remember the incident.

"Emang."

"Hm?" My hand hung in the air, urung turned the bathroom door knob and turned towards mama.

"When didn't he tell you?" mama came to me.

"Not sure what?" I gawked, it seems that after meeting Rafka I started gawking often.

"If he works at BMKG."

I glanced, my instinct told me that I had done such a shameful thing in front of Rafka.

"He told me about climate change." My voice is very slow but I am sure you can hear it clearly, even though it is half a century old mama's ears still work well especially when hearing gossip from her friends.

"Yes that's right!" Mama jumped right in front of my face making me gasp. "You don't know if it's one of those BMKG parts?

Oh so Rafka is working at BMKG. I shuffled from before Mama before she realized my stupidity earlier, ahh maybe now Rafka is laughing at me. Wanna put where my face is tomorrow when I meet Rafka, Caraaa free you graduate cum laude if finally embarrassed like this!

I'd better calm myself down by soaking in warm water filled with vanilla-scented foam, otherwise I could be stressed from thinking too much about Rafka.

I resigned if I have to marry next month even with a man I do not love at all, just met this morning. I don't know what her nature and personality is, according to my first glance, Rafka is a very innocent man for a man her age. My dream husband is like ....

Ah already, free to be a dream figure if finally left his future wife. I opened my eyes when the face of the guy– whom I called as the future husband of dreams appeared in my mind. I can't think about it for a second, Caramel is weak! it's been 3 years, you should have moved on from him.

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"Tante ... auntie!"

Whatisthis?

I feel like my quality time with warm water and soap is coming to an end.  With great force, I descended from my beloved bathub who understood most of all about the tumultuous life of a Caramel.

"Yeay Aunty has finished her shower!"

"Call Brother not Aunt." I crouched down in front of them throwing the sweetest smile. "Let's say Brother Caramel."

"Yes, Calamel." They smiled making me want to pinch the reddish cheek with two hands at once, even they could not mention the letter R correctly.

"Geez Car, you want to get married still don't want to look old!" Jane's Voice.

I stood up, my two best friends Jane and Kayla had been standing by on the bed as was their custom on weekends visiting my house which was like a base camp for us. Before they got married, we could meet at any time but now their new life makes us unable to meet as often as we used to. Spend a full day in the room accompanied by snacks and soft drinks until their children sleep.

I just sneered towards them and waltzed off to the closet room to replace the bathrobe with pajamas. In addition to loving warm water and foam, I also have a close relationship with pajamas, they always accompany my daily life at home without complaining.

"Tante told me a little about your meeting as a future husband." Jane put her second child Kiara on the stroller, the 6-month-old baby was already sleeping ahead of her older sister, Riko

Jane and Kayla were married 5 years ago to their respective girlfriends, not the guy's girlfriends, uh. Jane has two children Riko 3 years and Kiara 6 months while Kayla has a daughter named Mila and another one is still in the stomach. And me? almost married 4 years ago. Why do I say this so many times, the effect is like pride myself on not getting married when I just want to prove to the world that I and my life are fine.

"I'm sure he can be a good husband to you Car, not like Rama." Kayla closed her own mouth because of the lack of saying the forbidden word, Rama. Yes, they made it a rule not to say that name since 4 years ago but they themselves violated it.

"Sok knows you," My sewot. "he's a freak, I think he was an alien straying to earth." I jumped onto the bed, hugging the bolster while watching Riko and Mila running around nonstop.

"He's got a picture of me during my High School farewell!" I saw Jane and Kayla change.

"Well, lest he's your secret admirer all this time but too scared for nyamperin directly." Jane began to say her analysis was more often wrong.

"Currently, where there is such a thing." I can't believe there are secret admirers in the real world

"Denger-denger he High School in Pelita Nusa," Tukas Jen, "nah our school will face Pelita Nusa, it could be that he likes to ngawasin you from his school."

"Who's the horror?" I saw Jane through my tail.

"From Aunt, who else." Her legit.

Our age is 2 years away that means when I was in 10th grade, Rafka 12th grade. The possibility of meeting is very small, I also do not remember if I ever met Rafka first, but it seems never. Hear the name Rafka just the first time, where may have met even though our school is opposite.

"Gue bring this for you," Jane pulled out three different-sized bottles. "this is a special body care for girls who want to marry."

I put my lower lip in disbelief at Jane's words, does everyone who wants to get married have to use special care? I don't think so.

"And this," turns Kayla, "special soap of the feminine area, you have to wear the first night." He placed two pink bottles with pictures of cherry blossoms joined to the bottle that Jane was carrying.

They look more energetic than the bride and groom. I have no intention of preparing a special soap for the feminine area, after becoming a husband, Rafka must accept me as I am.

"Later you have to wear bright color lingerie so she'll be moved." The whisper of Jane in my ear was afraid to be heard by the two boys who were here as well.

"What the hell, don't want to!" Reject me raw, just imagine my hair bristling especially when the execution later. Instead of being passionate, Rafka will be surprised and run away to see his future wife wearing brightly lit lingerie.

"When are you seeing me again?" Jane asked while arranging the bottles on my dresser.

"Tomorrow." I changed position to supine, staring at the ceiling of the room.

"The new pie tomorrow has to meet again, the bride-to-be has become sticky since the first meeting." Kayla grinned towards me, her eyes glittering happily.

Yes, tomorrow, if it wasn't for mama to force it, then our meeting wouldn't be this intelligent, I'm sure Mama would be wrong to try to make us meet often. Mama didn't think about her son's feelings being fed up with that stiff guy, she just said that I would fall in love with Rafka as time went on. I am not concerned about love, I am 28 years old, I just want to make my parents happy by following their wishes. I used to fall in love, fall in love every day, and that feeling is broken, just destroyed, until now I forget how to do that again. I've forgotten the feeling of a pounding chest when I meet a loved one. I won't fall in love again after that day, there's only heartbreak and heartbreak.

Be patient, I know you're tired of falling in love, if you're tired then don't do it, never.