Stuck in Matchmaking

11. Come back (Australia)

After breakfast in silence, Aksa noticed Khansa who was still half in feeding food into her mouth. Like no taste, made Aksa raise one eyebrow. The man looked at Khansa unblinkingly, then smiled. Khansa who noticed it immediately threw a question.

"Is there anything funny?" khansa asked fiercely.

Aksa shook her head, but the thin smile on her face did not fade.

Khansa did not know why she wanted to be so angry with him since she knew that the man who fucked her was the man who also tricked her with fifty million dollars. Especially when looking at his relaxed attitude, it was like provoking his emotions back up. But unfortunately he was too proud to show his brutality in front of men.

"Continue smiling, you don't lose sanity after being betrayed by your boyfriend, right?"

Hearing Khansa's question, Aksa's forehead instantly shriveled. "Kok you know?" aksa asked, her black bead kept on looking at Khansa's fresh face.

Khansa returned her gaze with squinting eyes after hearing her response.

"You think I'm crazy?"

"There's a devinisi besides that for what I just said?" kalem Khansa.

"I smile because you are funny, wear clothes with flowers forget me not" Aksa replied calmly. "Do you know what that flower means?"

Silent there was no answer from Khansa, he was busy chewing food and then swallowing it, until the last mouthful left, Aksa again voiced.

"Flower Forget Me Not symbolizes loyalty to the couple. That is, the dear ones will never be forgotten. Love is eternal, you know?"

"It's better to tell that to a lover who has betrayed you, tell him that he has never been forgotten by you"

"What to say to a person who has betrayed. I mean, you never forget me"

"You're not gonna seduce me with the language of flowers, are you?" ask Khansa to investigate.

"I'm just telling you, not wanting to seduce you" he said as if trying to hold a smile with an amused look. Aksa stood up then stepped towards the bathroom to wash her hands.

While Aksa was in the bathroom, Khansa cut her throat, when Aksa came out, she glanced at Khansa's dejected behavior, making her smile even wider.

"And you know the meaning of this flower?' Aksa pointed at the bathroom door leaf with a picture of gardenia flowers.

Aksa's question, made Khansa immediately focus on the door patterned beautiful white flowers.

"Gardenia symbolizes the purity of love and kindness" Aksa explained as he walked towards the nightstand, then grabbed a laptop and took him to sit on the sofa "During this gardenia flowers are often used for wedding bouquets. Because it is white so we call it that love is holy and pure"

Hearing Aksa's explanation, Khansa again stared at the flower on the door with great care. "Then what is the meaning of the yellow color in the center of the flower?" khansa's question raised Aksa's lips again with a smile.

"If there is a yellow tinge in the middle of the flower, it means secret love" Aksa replied without looking at Khansa, as she was busy replying to emails from her secretary.

For a while they were silent to each other, there was only the rustling sound of the keypad on Aksa's laptop. When Khansa's phone rings, the compact Aksa and Khansa turn their eyes towards the nightstand. Where Khansa's flat objects are being charged there.

Mommy calling...

"Assalamu'alaikum"

"Waalaiacumsalam. Where are you?, why couldn't your number be called from last night?"

"I-I'm at a friend's house" Dustanya timid.

"Nothing happened to you, did it?"

"No"

"So come home tomorrow?"

"So mih"

"If so we wait"

"Hm"

Khansa turned off her phone after greeting. He glanced at the window as the rain had subsided a little, the strong wind and thunder had stopped.

"Can you please open the door?" khansa asked with a flat face without expression. "I want to go home"

Instead of answering, Aksa asked back "Where are you going?"

"I mean when you come back to Indonesia. If you want, we can go home.

Not answering Aksa's questions, Khansa kept asking to open the hotel's locked doors.

"I'll drive you"

"No need" Khansa replied.

Lost patience, Aksa finally opened the door and let Khansa go. Just walking about five steps out of her room, Aksa called her name.

"Khansa, wait" she called a little scream.

Seeing Khansa stop her steps and turn around, Aksa hurriedly approached her.

"It's my card" Aksa handed her the paper. "Contact me right away, we'll set our wedding date"

"What?" khansa asked in shock.

"I'll take responsibility, if you're pregnant, give me the father"

"H-pregnant?"

Aksa nodded with her lips turned.

"Right as well" Khansa's inner voice while seizing the paper in Aksa's hand, then immediately left it without a word.

Reviewing the smile with her hands in her pockets, Aksa looked at Khansa's back which was getting further away.

"For your sake, I will reject my brother's match"

******

The next day, Khansa prepared to return to Jakarta. There were no clothes that he had to take home, because this had become the routine of Khansa's trip to Singapore every month. She had already provided clothes in her mother's apartment, so there was no need to go back and forth with her clothes.

Khansa bought some souvenirs for the family of papi's friends who would come with the man she would be betrothed to. He will reject the match, and will ask Aksa to marry him. There was no other choice but to be the wife of a man with a bad image like Aksa.

After boardingpas, Khansa walked down the aisle looking for the seat number listed on the boardingpas. When he arrived at seat 11B, according to what was written on the ticket, Khansa was made to not dwell when his net found Aksa was sitting in seat 11A, the seat right next to the plane window. That means Khansa will be sitting next to him.

"Khansa" Call Aksa. In addition to Khansa, the man was also surprised to be reunited with a woman who had played with his mind. "Well, what a fun coincidence, we can meet here"

Puffing her mouth, Khansa took a heavy breath, forcing her to stand beside Aksa. He ignored every word that came out of his mouth.

"If two men and a woman often meet by accident, it means a match"

Aksa's words made Khansa turn her face towards him. The look they meet. With this close distance, somehow Khansa's heart raced so fast. Time and again he swallowed his saliva trying to normalize the impolite beating of the heart. He looked at Aksa with a relaxed look while commenting on a smile.

"His wind is still untreatable?" aksa said

"Based on a shameless man" Inner Khansa then looked straight ahead.

"I don't mind if you keep looking at me"

Khansa glanced with her eyes.

"Not to look at it, I will not leave my place"

"Can you just shut up?" khansa said with a stifled voice.

"Well, am I screaming again?"

Ignoring Aksa's rebuttal, Khansa chose to open the incoming message half an hour ago from Diana. Aksa, who was next to her, could read the message on Khansa's phone that made her heart break instantly.

Mami: "Be careful on the road dear, later the Emir bang will be picked up, do not forget the souvenirs for the family of your future husband?"

"When I haven't agreed to papi's request, but mami has even called him a future husband" Khansa satin with a branched mind. Especially when his memory is fixed on the events of the night with the man beside him. It felt like running away from her parents' matchmaking, as well as from the pira who had touched her last night.

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