Stuck in Matchmaking

Weddings

"Never reject anyone who is present in our lives. Because good people give us happiness, and bad people give us experience. Both are important for us to make lessons, each carries a different role"

I glanced towards the bed right as I opened the bathroom door. On the table not far from the bed, there was a cup of freshly brewed lemon tea still puffing hot smoke. The owner is still sleeping under the blanket.

Our wedding day was two days ago. But I still believe I can't believe who slept next to me when I woke up.

The man who had said Ijab Qobul in front of papi, where the meaning of the pledge can be said as the handover of a daughter to her husband, to replace the responsibility of her father to the son-in-law. The man was quite disappointed because of his failure on the first night.

I imagined his face flushed red, when I told him I was still coming to the moon.

While waiting for the man to wake up, I sat on the chair while sipping the sweetness of tea. My thoughts drifted to a few hours ago when Aksa made a vow of loyalty to me for the rest of my life.

He was so outspoken in answering the words of Ijab from papi without the slightest mistake.

"I accepted the marriage and marriage of Khansa Laura Dhaniswara to a cash (2,000,000) dirham of the United Arab Emirates, and I am willing to do so. And may God always give you grace.”

My tears fell along with the legitimate words of the witnesses, especially when the ruler recited the do'a for the permanence of our household, marriage really is a dream that I have not been able to believe in until now.

During the wedding procession there are several media that highlight covering the course of the event. Here I still do not understand why the media still follow Aksa while he is not someone famous. It should not be the news of the artist's wedding that often appears on gossip shows for days. There are media that say that I became the third person in the relationship of Aksa and mba Sesil, but the news of our marriage is classified as luxurious, able to dim the news that says I am a destroyer of their relationship.

I feel indifferent and not disturbed by the news, because in reality I am not the third person between the relationship of Aksa and mbak Sesil. We agreed to marry because of the insistence of parents who had already betrothed us, and it happened at the time Aksa had already cut off relations with Caecilia. Although there were some netizens who bullied me, but there were so many who also supported me, and even many who baper with our marriage.

My daydreams ran out as the man squirmed on the bed. Not long after that he got up, and sat on the edge of the bed, wearing a thin t-shirt and shorts, his hair looked disheveled, disheveled, he turned his face towards me and looked at me with eyes that were still half closed.

"Good morning" I said with a smile.

"Hmm, Morning" he said as he waved the blanket. Get up from her seat, then walk into the bathroom.

My black bead follows the body of Aksa who knows how to disappear in the door.

I turned my gaze toward the bed that was usually just me, my phone, laptop and some restaurant financial note paper. There were also food-processed recipe books from various countries, which I used to see before my sleepy eyes.but last night, none of those things accompanied me. Even the phone I do not know where there is because Aksa mass that stores.

Yesterday after the reception, we only stayed one night at the hotel, even though the ration was two nights. But since we could not do anything there, finally decided to go home papi. Two days later we went on a honeymoon to Paris.

The sound of the door opening made my gaze turn towards her, bare-chested she walked up to me. I got up intending to get her the t-shirt I had provided a few days before our wedding. The new t-shirt I bought was special to her if I stopped by my parents' house.

I handed her a cuddly t-shirt, after she put it on she kissed my lips briefly.

"What breakfast do you want?" I asked as Aksa's mas walked towards the table and grabbed a cup of lemon tea.

"I used to eat anything"

"I'll make you a sandwich"

After Aksa assented, I hurried to step foot into the kitchen. My mind was actually reminded of the gaze of Gina the wife of Mas Lasetya. Mas Lasetya is the son of Aunt Ami. Aunt Ami is the adopted son of Dito's grandfather and Nimas' grandmother. That means Lasetya and Aksa are cousins.

And then Gina, she doesn't like me. I was prejudiced like that because I knew he was always throwing his face away and never smiling when faced with me.

I don't know what's behind her dislike of me, which I obviously felt sad with her cynical look.

Meanwhile, I have not talked about this to Aksa, because our relationship is still new, fearing it will even affect my relationship and Aksa mass.

So late in my own mind, to not realize that mass Aksa know-how already sitting in the dining chair. My body was scowled with shock when I saw it, and it made Aksa's mas smile.

"Don't you say you're sitting there?"

Mas Aksa just smiled as he sipped the lemon tea that was left a little.

"You think about the news on tv? ask Aksa as if guessing what I think. Just before going to the kitchen, I had a chance to turn on the television in the living room, and just as I was changing the channel, news of my wedding came up. There are a lot of things they discuss at gossip shows. Starting from the rumors that cornered me, the cost of our wedding, until the Ocean necklace I was wearing did not escape the discussion.

"Secilia is very clever acting" continued Aksa. "According to his work, besides that he is also good at herding opinions" Aksa said that because he might hear the sound of the tv that is still on.

"We should have made it private yesterday" I tried to get off the topic.

"Freely, you know who my acquaintances are, ranging from doctors who are also artists, entrepreneurs, vendors, colleagues from the company Dandelion group"

It is also true what Aksa said. Free if the wedding is made private, not to mention Aksa mass who have dated top artists.

"There's a chance that a Cecilia could damage our household?" I asked while bringing two slices of sandwich. "I think he still loves you?" I continued while sitting next to Aksa.

"It seems that the child, he will not defame the good name that can make his popularity drop" After saying that, Aksa mass bit the sandwich I made. "She's easy to move on, let alone an artist, it's so easy for her to find a boyfriend who's more everything than me" Mas Aksa slowed down the movement in her mouth, then looked at me full of probes. After the chew had been completely swallowed, he again said. "You're not bothered by the news, are you?"

"I'm not at all disturbed. I was actually disturbed by the gaze of Gina Mas Lasetya's wife"

Hearing my words, the gaze of Aksa mas who had turned towards the table, now refocused on me.

Seriate

Regards

Ane