
Rose Seruni.......
It was the name his parents had pinned on him since he was born. The girl was twenty years old.
Born to a simple caste family of Herman Abdullah. And her mother, the amazing beauty, Ratna Puspa.
Seruni is the youngest of two children.
Her sister is also a woman like her, Amelia Kenanga her name, commonly called Amel.
For some reason, his name and his brother belong to the names of the flowers. But the problem here is, the name seruni a little more ndeso than Amel
Her sister is a woman who is quite smart and good at carrying herself. Her tall body, a beautiful face can easily get compliments from the surrounding environment.
Not a few of the neighbors who offered Mr. Abdullah a message because they wanted to invite Amel.
Unlike the Seruni, Amel was often the champion of the class. Her clever brain and feminine behavior make the seruni almost intangible in front of the extended family.
Not infrequently, the father and mother always showed Amel to his friends. This is where the real conflict is, that Seruni feels invisible and Amel is his only child.
The myris?
That's the sense that deserves to be thrown at Seruni.
"Morning, Seruni..... Tumben you're not late this morning?".
Ask the mother who is still busy preparing food at the table, assisted by Amel.
Seruni Yang attitude often slenge'an and behave as they please, making Seruni often late to campus.
"Too late wrong, not too late wrong.
Is that me?".
Mr. Abdullah glared his eyes at Seruni. Staring at Seruni horror is the hallmark of the father every day.
Which seruni cares? He was used to dealing with everyone in the house.
"Your bus is just nanya, to. Mbok Yo answered the real thing!! This father never taught you bad things." Said Abdullah later.
"Yes. My dad is the most real".
Sahut Seruni for a moment. When you get angry, Seruni just let it go. He was also often slapped by my father.
Unlike Amel who has never been treated harshly because it seems obedient.
Seruni is often not considered in his own home.
"It's still morning, Runi. Don't provoke your anger."Add father again.
Father gritted his teeth.
Fuck the whole thing. Seruni's tired. Seruni just wants her heart to be at peace now.
Seruni was about to go to college when suddenly the sentence of father stopped his steps. Seruni's appetite disappeared instantly.
"Night there will be a guest, my friend. I hope you can come home later to help your mother in the kitchen." Pinta sir Abdullah.
"What does it matter if Runi has to be present, sir?" Ask Seruni.
"When that comes your future in-laws, does that sound unimportant?" Reply to Abdul later.
As always, I asked in a cynical tone.
Seruni could only freeze hearing the phrase father.
What was that?
Prospective in-laws?
What does that mean, Seruni will be betrothed?
Oh naw.....
What kind of oppression is this?
With explosive emotions Seruni glued and approached the father.
"Do you intend to match Runi?"
Ask to make sure what he heard was wrong or not.
"Yes. Your behavior is no longer like most women. My father faced you. It seems, there must be a strict man who is willing to guide you to be better"
He answered lightly without burden.
Seruni Heart as in Godam hit with a weight of thousands of tons.
The shock was incredible.
"So, I don't love you anymore with Runi, until Runi has to be thrown at a man who is not familiar with Runi at all?" Ask Seruni again.
His heart was broken when he heard that he no longer wanted to take care of it.
There was no answer he got.
With heavy footsteps, he left the house without touching the food his mother had made for breakfast.
I don't know.....
It's crazy when he feels it.
Seruni stepped hurriedly without caring for the shrill mother's scream in the ears, like a kuntilanak laugh on the creepy Friday night of Kliwon.
Seruni doesn't care anymore.
Turned on the engine and immediately put it forward, without him preheating the engine. Seruni needed to get some fresh air in exchange for his breakfast which he missed.
Upon arrival at the campus, the two friends of Seruni, Andri and Mia greeted me with annoying faces as usual.
With a flat face, Seruni approached and followed the steps of those who were about to go to the canteen.
"Runi. What's been dreaming? Can't you just wet it, so get up early?"
Oath of swearing for whatever, Seruni throw at Andri who is sharp-mouthed, ceplos sandals without sieve when talking.
Oh my........
After being made annoying at home, now on campus Seruni must face two alien-like creatures.
"One more time you say, I tampol mouth you wear shoes".
Answer Seruni ketus. I don't know ....
Although he often spoke rudely with a ketus tone, Andri and Mia even laughed at Seruni's irritation.
"Dw, Ndri..... I think mbak Kunti us is again a new monthly guest deh. Uuuu seremmmm" Sahut Mia who he did not ignore.
"Run.... How was Lo's job yesterday? What's it already?" Ask Andri with a face made as serious as possible.
"Udah." Answer Seruni briefly.
"Yes... nice dong, if that helps me, huh? It's just a little doang kok, yuk...."
Now, Mia's chiming in.
Without giving Seruni a chance to refuse, Andri immediately withdrew his hand, further speeding up the steps towards the canteen.
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After coming from the canteen, Seruni immediately set foot towards the classroom. His mood is not good this morning, making him lazy and more daydreaming in class.
The words of the father who wanted to match him were, which made his daydreams deeper without hearing the explanation of the killer lecturer named Wiraka. Simply called Raka, this young lecturer who is quite handsome and intelligent, became an idol throughout the campus universe.
According to Seruni, it is ordinary.
If Seruni is betrothed, what should he do?
Honestly, he wasn't ready. He is young, his age gap with Amel is three years. Why isn't Amel the only one getting married?
He also worked. While Seruni?
Still student.
"Seruni Rose. Get out of my class." The baritone's voice so loudly echoed throughout the room.
This lazy Seruni immediately went and packed her books and she put them in her bag immediately.
To be honest, Seruni was lazy enough to attend any course today.
Seruni stepped slowly towards the door, he said at a glance Mr. Raka who frowned at him. To hell with whatever his assessment of Seruni was. Seruni needs to refresh her mind from the mess of the fucking matchmaking you designed.
He moved his feet to the library.
Choosing books at random to divert his mind that is really morat-marit.
No matter how long Seruni was trapped in this room, some children who did not have a course, were also seen being many who read books seriously.
Until a voice surprised Seruni and averted his eyes.
"Seruni Rose. Come to my room." The voice of Wiraka was heard again.
Seruni exhaled slowly. The punishment will not be light. Given, his nickname the killer was firmly attached in him.
With a lazy step, Seruni followed the steps of this annoying creature. Upon arriving in the room, Wiraka looked at Seruni full of strange. I don't know what that look means.
"Close the door." His order. According to him, Seruni closed the door slowly.
"So say Seruni, What punishment do I deserve for you?" Ask the killer lecturer.
"Whether, you are satisfied to see my suffering." replied Seruni as if in despair.
Seen a surprised look on Raka's face.
"Today I found a student who wasn't afraid of the law." Said si Wiraka.
"Father is not the God I should be afraid of." Answer Seruni flat.
Seruni intentionally stared fiercely at him.
Let it.....
It will be more complicated or worse the punishment. Seruni doesn't care.
"All right.... Later that night, help me to thwart the arranged marriage plan put together by my parents. You can come as my pretend boyfriend. This punishment is lighter, right, compared to fainting because you have to clean all the toilets on this campus?" Said Raka lightly without any burden.
"WHAT?" Seruni surprised.
"I do not accept rejection or tolerance. Point." Wiraka spoke firmly.
Uughh. Seruni was actually getting stuck with a big problem.
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Hi to all friends readers. This SERUNI ROSE story, will replace the SEKAR SERUNI story. From the POV story of Figures, it will now be changed to POV author, with several plot revisions. Thank ye.