The Delayed Marriage

The Delayed Marriage
eps 17's



Jennifer breathed her cigarette smoke into the air. Fulfill his apartment. He was sitting in a recliner in the corner of the apartment. Lean and raise his head to the sky of the room.


He arrived in France this afternoon. See how damaged the restaurant owned by Jennifer and Mely. There's nothing to worry about, because there's no casualties. All of his employees survived and suffered only minor injuries, blisters slightly in the hands and feet area, but those who were injured had received medical attention.


The woman's eyes looked far away, how come the greatness of the shadow of the man was present again in the corner of her eyes.


Andrew Setiawan


The man who once filled the emptiness of his heart. Andrew, who once made Jennifer flower at that time, made her feel beautiful in love. And the man also scratched the wound in his head. He really missed the man a lot but he was also very disappointed with the man's decision.


Why she never contacted Jennifer after she failed to marry her candidate.


Then Jennifer also remembered the presence of another male figure who will now be paired with her. Steve's.


How's things? why haven't he contacted her in the past few days.?


"did I call you??" jenifer.


TUT... TUT... TUT....


There's no answer across there. Long Jen waited until finally the voice across there swept.


"hallooo." said someone there.


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The voice was not steve's, but it was a female voice and it sounded like a hustle and bustle in a club, because it sounded the thump of very loud music. Jen was well aware of the situation at a nightclub.


So she's with a girl in the middle of the night like this. Now at 20:00 means in Indonesia around 01:00 in the morning.


"Hallooo.. Where's steve?" jennifer's sure. He's gonna get something out of the girl.


"he's in the toilet.who are you?" tanyakanya.


"who isn't it. Who are you??" jennifer asked curiously.


"i'm her lover" the woman replied.


"ooh. yeah, um, don't tell steve I called him. Sorry to interrupt your show. "jennifer immediately disconnected the phone.


There was a sense of annoyance in her heart when she found out that her future husband would be a playboy. Have some lovers.


How can you match me with him. Dad, am I going to make this match.


Jennifer's cell phone rings, and there comes the name of the man who has been her best friend for years. MELYS.


"hallooo bebebkuuu mely." said jen.


"ciieh. You're disgusting.."


"hahahahhahaha... come on.... don't you miss this friend of yours?"


"huh?? looks like you're short on drugs, man. um, I called you to ask how is the restaurant? is severe?"


"you don't have to worry about M. I'll meet with the insurance tomorrow. You don't have to worry. All employees are safe. You calm down."


"shame me. If everything is safe. I just got home from bandung checking out the project there."


"good.I leave all the responsibilities there to you. If you're tired of looking for an assistant too, ask Adam. I've also asked Adam someone to help me."


"are you going to kick me out J???"


"tell me what are you. I gave you that suggestion so that we could taste good. We can go anywhere without thinking about work. Just order our assistant. All for sustenance.."


"heemmzz.I thought you'd leave me alone. "


"are you crazy M... "


"hahahhaaaa. ya already.. I want to take a shower and immediately rest. my body feels very tired..."


"baiklaah.. rest up. Thank you for your hard work helping me. Don't forget to take your vitamins."


"surely.thank..."


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I'm tired of being in this country. I feel like I'm replaying an old incident here. I was among the crowd, but I hid my existence from my past.


After meeting with the insurance, Jennifer is now in front of the former restaurant. Only debris remains.


then there came a voice calling..


*that voice...


"Nif*d"...


*no.. This is not possible..


J*ennifer is silent. Suddenly his tongue was twisted, as if his body did not know what to react to in this tense situation. Jennifer has always been able to master the situation, but this time it was quite difficult for her.


Andrew came closer, he knew Jennifer wasn't going to go first. So he decided to take a step first. Looking at Andrew who was moving closer to her, made jennifer hold her breath. Andreew took a few steps forward, completely eliminating the distance between them.


"Nifer" the third call that Andrew spoke by his thin lips. The tone and intonation that Jennifer once liked, which she used to dream and worship.


"Andreew" is all that comes from Jennifer's lips.in the midst of her shock she's still trying to control.


Some of his staff and restaurant employees are cleaning up the rubble of the building.


I wasn't dreaming?? was he my andrew' first? geez... Lord, are you answering my question now.really, my heart feels mixed now.


"it's me, Nif.." Now Jennifer can easily hear the man's voice. And somehow at the same time rotate the memories between the memories that jennifer had about both.


Andrew breathed with great difficulty, the girl he loved used to look even more beautiful today. She used a beautiful knee-length mocca dress and used a black blezzer attached to her body. Jennifer looks more mature and charismatic at the age of 27 years. Jennifer is perfect now.


After dealing with Jennifer, it did not take long, andrew immediately embraced the body of Jennifer. Let go of the longing they have long felt. Long time that hug happened. Andrew finally let go of the hug,.


"why are you here?" andrew.


Jennifer is still neutralizing the condition of her heart.she does not want to look weak as before who just resigned to fate.


"i'm here looking at my restaurant that just caught fire yesterday" while showing the remaining debris.


Andrew followed Jennifer's forefinger. "so you're the owner of the restaurant" asked Andrew.


Jen immediately nodded her head. "yes, but no mass, everything has been resolved. I will indeed insure the restaurant.." replied jen.


"oowhh. I actually wanted to come here to eat at the restaurant, but it turned out that the restaurant was a fire. And I didn't think the owner was you" Andrewm said.


Jennifer just smiled. Don't want to tell me what the situation is. "hehe... yahh, just this restaurant I have ndrew... um, how about we have lunch together. would you like?" ask jennifer.


"yes I want. ayoo." sahut andreew.


Jennifer intends to take Andrew to a typical Asian restaurant that afternoon. Jennifer got out of Andrew's car, followed Andrew behind her. What an unexpected meeting. The meeting should have happened a long time ago not now, because now Andrew is getting married, but it is not known olrh jennifer.


If Andrew wasn't a coward and he dared to meet Jennifer maybe now they're together or maybe married.


"how are you, Nif?" Andrew asked while looking at Jennifer's eyes, eyes that used to always make the shade of Andrew's heart.


"i'm good, as you can see, I'm really surprised to see you in France. Do you live here now? or do you work here?" jennifer asked, putting her flat object on the table. Prepare to talk to the man.


Andrew smiled a smile.


"i've been living here for a few years and working here, nif." he replied.


Jennifer also replied back to andrew. "ehm, it's been a long time yes we did not meet. time is very fast passing." he said.


"you're right nif.. nine years we didn't meet, but you're still pretty. still the same as you used to be" andrew tried to melt the slightly awkward atmosphere between the two.


Jennifer laughs at her white teeth. "you never change, you're always dreadful." says Jennifer.


drrrttt,, drrttt, there's an incoming message on his phone.


whatever Jen, I'm sorry I didn't know you were calling me. steve


Jennifer just read it not intending to reply to the message.


The waiter who brought the food came. Andrew and Jennifer gobbled up the food while occasionally healing their silly jokes.


Then they plan to spend the day until midnight. Some messages on Jennifer's mobile phone he did not mind, he thought later after her return home will only be repaid one by one.


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