Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T
Matchmaking



Brug!


I was in a hurry because it was almost too late for college to hit someone. The pile of neatly-woven reports slipped out of his hands was scattered on the floor.


"Well, look at the donk!" scold the man I hit.


"Yeah, Mom. Not intentionally me. Sorry yes." I put on a sorry face.


"Yes already. Help pekutin!" answer him in a dislike tone.


Oh, geez! Judes is a very boy.


I leaned over to pick up the pile of paper on the floor. We accidentally touched our hands.


"What the hell? Not muhrim!" He pulled his hand while widening his eyes.


I'm shocked. I want to make it feel like taking out the curse. 'What a difference, Lo! Who wants to hold hands?'


However, I do not want to prolong business with this man. Afraid of being late to attend the lecture of Bu Reni, lecturer in Plant Taxonomy.


I'll stand up soon. I gave a faint smile, then passed with wide steps.


"Hey, Ma! Don't run!" his yell.


Bodo!


I'm not looking. Half ran towards the lecture hall. Scroll the classroom at a glance, it was fortunate that Bu Reni had yet to come. I also walked slowly into class.


"Hm!"


How surprised I was to hear the sound of people near the door. It turned out that Ms. Reni was already there, but blocked the door so it was invisible from the outside. The laughter of the classmates instantly boisterous looking at my panicked face.


Damnit damnit! Early in the morning is a free entertainment. Hixes


I rushed to face Ms. Reni. "Sorry, I'm late, ma'am."


"Please sit!" answer Ms. Reni.


"Thank you, Mom."


Thank goodness Ms. Reni didn't mind my delay. I also looked for a seat. There's an empty seat next to my best friend Silvi.


"Why are you late?" ask Silvi.


"Holy first," I replied, grinning the horse.


"You're there, anyway. Why also holiness, already know enter the morning."


I just shrugged my shoulders. Silvi shook her head. Bu Reni's voice starting the lecture made us stop the chat.


Early in college, my concentration was a little disturbed. At first glance considering the collision.


There ya are, like that guy. Can't imagine how his friends are juiced.


I shook my head slowly. Trying to focus on Ms. Reni's explanation.


Why do I think of such a guy. Make the mood ugly.


"Why?" silvi asked in a whisper.


"Ga papa."


"Not a face."


"Later to tell me," I whispered as I pointed at Ms. Reni with eyes that were watching us.


***


The sun was shining when I came home. Tiredness increases when remembering the struggle today in vain. My script research was completed last month, but it has not been examined by a lecturer.


It's been a week since me and some friends have been waiting for him to arrive at the deanate. However, Mr. Rudi's nose is not yet visible.


"Accoland ...." I say hello when I get to the door.


"Getishalight." She answered the greeting while opening the door.


"Why is that lethargic?" ask Mother.


"Ga met the supervisor earlier. Keep busy out of town."


"Sabar ... his name is also a senior lecturer, his schedule is solid."


I just nodded my head. I took off my shoes and headed to my room, laying down for a moment a tired body. After feeling better, I went to the bathroom to take ablution.


"Oh Allah . - forgive my sins and my parents. Launch my script guidance process, ease the way so that you can quickly graduate. Aamiin's."


Just finished the Ashar prayer, the sound of Mother calling.


"Reva! Eat first."


Just folding a mukena, you heard me say hello. I answered quietly, then rushed out of the room before hearing Mom's scream again.


I also helped Mom prepare the dinnerware. Dad sat in the dining room. He looks tired on his face.


After eating, we sat together while watching TV. Just about to reach for the remote to find an interesting event, Mr. Dehem.


"Where is your thesis, Va?" ask Father.


"A little more, sir. Again the guidance of chapter four," I explained.


"Good! I met my best friend at school."


"Continue?" I answered indifferently.


"He has a boy. He is one year above you. The plan is we want to mate with you."


I was amazed to hear the words of Father. Did I not hear wrong? I thought you wanted me to finish college just thinking about a soul mate.


Oh, geez! There's-There's a Father, here. I don't think of her daughter.


There were actually some men trying to get close to me. It's just, I'm not interested in dating. Not going out, college is complicated.


"Next week they will come here," said the father.


I just kept quiet, not daring to argue. It could be a long talk from Father. Hopefully the guy is cute. Haha.


***


I was putting on the hijab when greetings from guests sounded. Rushed out of the room out of curiosity.


Father and Mother, as well as the guests who came were already sitting on the sofa. Glancing at the glimpse of the man who will be betrothed to me.


"You?" I was surprised to see the face of my son.


Instantly my memory floated on the events of a few months ago. Right, the man in front of me was the one I hit while in the campus corridor.


Oh My! What was my dream last night?


I might see this guy again. In fact, it will likely be tied up in an arranged marriage.


"You know each other already? ask the Father, break my daydream.


I just kept quiet not knowing what to answer. We have met, but do not know the person.


The man rounded his eyes, then turned his eyes. Well, it hasn't changed. Pantes has not met a mate.


Oops! That's not it, Rev!


"Remember, son!" Mother reminded.


I'm a little embarrassed to ignore my best friend. Walking slowly towards the guest, then I greeted the two old men.


After a long conversation, the parents set the wedding date. I was surprised, the man named Ridho did not reject the plans of our parents. Is this what you call a soul mate?


***


The reception was completed this afternoon. The families who stayed here went home. I threw myself in the new bed that Mom bought after the proposal. Ridho was still outside, chatting with Father.


As it was about to close its eyes, a creaking door sign opened.


"The first night was sleeping" Ridho said.


What is this guy's heart made of, anyway? There is no romance. A strange thought appeared in my head.


"sleepy. You sleep downstairs. There's a mat." I pointed at the mat in the corner of the room, then threw a pillow at him.


"Well ... bad!" he said while walking closer.


"Bodo!"


I turned to face the wall holding back the laughter that wanted to spurt out. Suddenly the electricity went out. I jumped out of bed, then hugged Ridho.


"Ngapain hug! Sok selling is expensive ...."


Holy hooch! Why is this guy so annoying?


I loosened my arms, pinched her cheeks firmly.


"Ouch!" lamented Ridho.


"Racaine!"


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