My husband is not the CEO

My husband is not the CEO
Seven



The sheen of the diamond so attracted the attention of those around him, they were curious to see the sparkle closer. But for me the diamond's shine is nothing compared to Caramel, the light is always dazzling to the eye.


Caramel looks simple with black jeans and white short-sleeved blouse. A pair of her pretty legs wrapped in old gray sneakers. Caramel's wavy hair was left untouched to make her look graceful, this is our third post-match meeting.


Caramel is busy choosing what kind of ring model she wants for our wedding later. I don't think he'll be excited but in fact he's much more enthusiastic about our wedding preparations.


Parents from both sides agreed that our wedding would only be attended by family and close friends, there was no reception. As per Caramel's request, we will hold a marriage contract in Pine Hill, Lembang because he does not want a wedding hall.


"Why do we want to join us in the middle of the forest?" I muttered to Caramel who was smiling widely with sparkling eyes looking at the row of rings in front of him.


"I want to escape." He turned his head to look at me.


"What?" My forehead is wrinkled, what's he saying?


"From the hustle and bustle of the world, from the past that got me stuck there." He saw a ring in his hand.


"You haven't forgotten it?" Forgetting Rama who used to be married to him.


"Content .... " Caramel puts her shoulders together, "nice?" He showed me a ring he had pinned on his ring finger. The model is simple with one diamond in the middle of the ring.


"Whatever's good." I answered honestly but he frowned after hearing her. Do women not like honest answers?


"Try it," Caramel grabbed my hand and pinned a plain ring on my left ring finger. "are you this one?"


I'm nodding.


"I take a model like this, please engrave our names on both." Caramel said to the shopkeeper who accompanied us. Caramel took off the ring on our finger and handed it back to the shopkeeper.


"Well, the ring will be ready within three days, full payment can be made today or DP first and the rest later after ring retrieval." Clearly her.


"First choice." My answer.


"Cash or debit?"


I took out an ATM card from my wallet and gave it to the waiter.


"Please pin number."


I hit the 6-digit ATM pin number, the same string of numbers as my apartment password. Caramel's birthday is the most important moment not only for her but also for me, a date I will never forget in my lifetime. Because on that day, a beautiful woman was born who will now be my wife.


"I'm not nervous." Tukas Caramel when I saw him, he shook his head strongly and looked away. Though I did not accuse him of peeping, there would be no secrets between us after this.


"Twelve million seven hundred and fifty." The shopkeeper mentioned the price of the two rings we ordered, I nodded. "Please accept the receipt, later it can be exchanged for a ready-made ring."


"Yes." Yeah." I got my ATM card back.


"Thank you, Mother." Caramel said as he got down from the high chair that we had been sitting in.


"Go home?" I asked Caramel who was walking in front of me.


"We met Jane and Kayla first huh, about late to your house?" Caramel stopped waiting for me to walk side by side. "Duh, I'm nervous about meeting a prospective in-law."


"We have plenty of time before dinner." My smile expands seeing Caramel touching her own chest. I thought women would never feel nervous.


"How!"


I looked at the three women approaching us, they seemed to be waving their hands. Of course not to me but to a beautiful woman who has not been holding my arm since when. Caramel has many friends, including seven who have greeted him since we got here. It turns out that Caramel is not only popular in school, he is also famous after graduating from college and work.


"Hi are you here too?" Caramel spread a smile to the three women wearing the knee-length dress, as if they were intentionally wearing the same outfit.


"Who is this?" Ask the long hair as it moves towards me.


"This is my future husband."


"Oh yeah? you're finally married, too, you know." The blonde thrust her hand at me.


"We're in a hurry, excuse me." Caramel interjected first while winking at me.


"It's a pity that we want to talk." Curly hair is voiced.


"Don't forget the invitation." Shouted them when we were far enough away.


"Don't accept their handshake." Caramel.


"How can I see my hand didn't move one bit earlier." I have no intention of meeting these women.


"It looks like they're my Junior High friends." Caramel scratched her head which I'm sure didn't itch.


"If Cara is in doubt why do you look so familiar?"


"Even I forgot their names." Caramel. Don't tell me out of the seven people who greeted Caramel earlier, he didn't actually remember their names. I wonder why they look so familiar when Caramel's name is forgotten.


"Jane and Kayla said they were waiting at a Korean restaurant, which one?" Caramel circled his gaze around the corner and looked down at the screen of his phone.


"Would we eat?" My toot.


"Yes." Yeah." Caramel looks at me plainly.


"Aren't we going to eat at home with Mama?"


"It's okay to be at your house, I'll eat a little." Caramel pulled my hand into one of the restaurants I could not read in front of. This must be the Korean restaurant that Caramel was talking about just now.


True to my guess, Caramel had run to one of the tables in the corner of the room to approach his two best friends named Jane and Kayla. They accused Caramel and I of doing things in the apartment yesterday.


"Here comes my best friend's future husband, congratulations bro." The curly-haired woman shook my hand as I just sat next to Caramel. "Finally my best friend who used to cry seven days and seven nights because her future husband suddenly disappeared, finally after four years he could marry too." The woman said her final word with great emphasis.


"Begin to make me ashamed in front of Rafka, if I fail to marry you Jane's responsibility." Caramel points the chopsticks at the woman called Jane. Then the other woman is Kayla. They changed so much that I couldn't recognize them.


"Rafka you're more handsome than a fitting video call." Kayla said while looking at me.


"Your signal is ugly." Spray Caramel.


I know they've been friends since High School, and now I know why they've been friends for so long, it's because the three are pretty much the same.


"Wait a minute, I don't think I'm a stranger to your face." Jane squinted her eyes looking at me intently.


"What the hell is Jane." Suddenly Caramel covered my face with her hands. "He knows Rafka is better than Doni, don't dong."


"What is the most beautiful Mas Doni in the world!" Jane put away Caramel's hand, she researched me again.


"Oh I just wanted that you are the son of Pelita Nusa High School right." Jane pointed at my face until my reflexes retreated slightly because Jane's index finger almost hit the tip of my nose.


I'm nodding.


"Don't you know Rama!" Kayla followed me and closed her mouth because she was talking about Rama.


"I know Rama but we don't know each other, as far as I know he majored in IPA while I IPS." Clearly needed.


"Yeay the food's coming!" Caramel patted the table as the waitress placed several stacking dishes containing meat, various sauces as well as perila leaves and lettuce.


Caramel puts thin slices of meat onto the grill along with the garlic vigorously. It seems Caramel is always excited when meeting food.


"Just don't talk about Rama in front of Cara, he's the most sensitive about that guy." Jane said as she poured the beaten eggs on the edge of the grill.


"Nobody talks about him but you." Reply to me with a flat tone of voice.


Jane instantly clenched her lips while Caramel looked up at Jane with a big smile, there was a satisfied expression from Caramel's face.


They did not say anything more, quietly enjoying the barbeque menu in front of us. Eight plates containing thin slices of beef slowly ran out as well as vegetables. Only a little garlic and soy sauce left.


"Want to marry a treaty." Jane cried after finishing her meal.


"I haven't been paid yet!" Caramel threw a sharp glare at Jane. "Pay it yourself."


"It's okay, I pay." I left the table to ask for our food bill to the cashier. It's okay to pay for their food, however Jane and Kayla have become best friends with Caramel. They were the closest people to Caramel after her parents.


Maybe the two of them are indeed no stranger to the figure of me because I was once caught in the locker room of Light Nation High School which is their school. I put something in Caramel's locker that happened to be unlocked but luckily neither Jane nor Kayla were aware of what I was doing.