Not a Running Married

Sweet

Rion had just returned from the company, his job as head of security, indeed often made the young man come home late.

Like today, Rion came home at eight in the evening. He immediately threw a suit to the sofa of his simple rented house, then entered the room and turned on his beloved computer.

During this time Rion did live alone, since college living in the dorm, after graduation and work also rented a house. For him who can make money from the results of being a hacker, it is not difficult for him to support himself.

"We see, what are we going to play tonight?"

Rion spoke to his computer, then began to tinker with the applications in the machine. He checks the game online, but it turns out Susan is not on to play, making the young man lazy if there is no Susan.

"There's no him, no fun."

Rion pulled the fingers away from the keyboard, then grabbed the phone next to the keyboard. The young man opened a sosmed account, until he saw a group for matchmaking.

The young man laughed out loud, how could there be a group of people looking for a soul mate.

"Aren't they that way, to the point of joining this group?" Rion shook his head slowly.

He opened up, but did not participate in the group. Rion was about to leave the group because he felt the contents were not important, so his brown eyeball caught a post from one of the members that he considered funny and interesting.

(I have a friend, she's very sweet, pretty tall, age don't ask, still young. Anyone want to try a date with her? But kudu mentally ready, if you come have to bring a famous brand car, fashionable clothes, if necessary prepare a lot of land certificates. To get permission from her parents, to ask her out.) The post was given a laugh emoji.

Rion found it funny, actually the account with a profile photo of a girl, wanted to make her friend sell or vice versa, given the requirements given are quite heavy for ordinary people.

"What's matre's family?" Rion wondered in his heart.

He shifted the post to the bottom, then observed the photos that were also displayed there.

"Sugary." Without Rion realizing it, admiring the photo of the girl who was being sought. Even the two corners of the young man's lips were pulled slightly upwards, creating an arch on the young man's sweet face.

Until Rion saw a reply to comments from other accounts, although the face is not visible but the name of the account listed belongs to a girl.

(Delete no! It's good to list people! Am I not that much? If it's not removed, then I'm end!)

Rion held back a laugh, until then thought that this could be the account of the girl his friend registered to get a mate.

Rion did not see any photos that clearly show the face of the account owner, really as sweet as the photos posted on the account in the matchmaking group earlier, until when it reached the post somewhat below, really, Rion finally saw the photo of the account owner even from the side. There was a caption, which made Rion's forehead wrinkle with a million questions.

(Until when? I need a change, I need a push, I need a support. Currently only able to live the existing, accompanied by the sun that always warms the body but not with the heart.)

"Is the owner of this account in trouble?" Rion asked himself, feeling interested in the caption, as well as the figure of the account owner who he considered mysterious.

Rion is just surprised, not girls today like to display their photos on social media, showing beauty or activities that attract attention. However, why did Rion feel that the owner of the account was different, why did the girl not show her face clearly.

"Ah ... bodo is great! Why am I so focused on the indistinct post!" Rion logged out of the girl's account, then exited the social media app.

"Playing sosmed is a waste of time!"

Rion who actually prefers to play online games, feels social media is not too important for him. He then put the phone to the table, then chose to walk to the bathroom to clean himself before resting.

**

Nisa was in her room as usual. He had just finished cleaning the house, then chose to go straight into the room. Nisa does not want any more discussion about arranged marriages, lazy if she has to constantly argue with her mother.

The girl lay down in a bent position, both legs bent and then swung up and down. Nisa opened her social media application, then seemed to sweep the homepage to see any post that day.

Until Nisa's eyeballs are rounded wide, she sees Desi making a post about her.

“Fucking decade!” furious Nisa.

Since yesterday he did not open his social media application, so do not know if it turns out since yesterday he was marked in Desi's post in a matchmaking group.

Nisa hurriedly typed in a comment reply, how could Desi make such a post.

“Shame once!”

Nisa throws the phone next to her, then drowns her face into the pillow.

“Decent desi! Just look what I'm going to do!”