The Matchmaker Competition

The Matchmaker Competition
CHAPTER 113



POV Dira's


I think I have air syndrome right now. Imagine since stepping on this city, my life can not be separated from AC and ice water. Do not let me have a severe cold or my asthma relapse when this is critical. Tomorrow is a sacred day. The day we were looking forward to after a few years was not scorched.


I took the flu medicine I brought from Jakarta. Make ready standby. Who knows kumat? yes but where do I think will get married here.anything kak Juna there is, use a wedding event in Bengkulu. Why not just in Jakarta. My friends are all there.


I just wanted to put my shoulders back. Suddenly the youngest came to rub my body. Strange, since the night of my application, Vira seems upset. Does he remember Satria. It could be, because as far as I know I'm just a Satria guy who's close to Vira. Maybe she regretted canceling her wedding plans. I don't know, for sure Vira suddenly became quiet after the night of the proposal.


"Why are you, deck?" ask me while I elus her hair.


"It's okay, brother. I'm sleepy." He still hid his face behind a pillow.


"Yes, if you don't want a story. Slide a minute, dong. Brother wants to sleep too." I swiped part of Vira's body that bongsor so that it can be part. But still he did not flinch.


"Swipe, deck. Brother wants to rest too. Brother tomorrow wants to get married so have to be fit." a little I raise the tone of voice.


Before long it seemed like Vira was shifting from the bed. I'm glad I could at least rest preparing for tomorrow.


"How's your brother feeling now?" suddenly the question slid from my youngest sister.


"No idea, Vira. He said deg-degan must be there. Happy must be it."


"Oh, .." His voice sounded flat.


Vira's hand crept up to my waist. Of course I'm worried, I'm rolling.


"this is the last time I'll be able to bob together, brother Dira. Tomorrow and so on Dira's brother is already accompanying."


"Ra," I'm afraid of losing time with them.


"You sure don't want to continue the relationship with Satria. I'm sorry, but I'm suddenly talking about you guys. Just now Satria chat sister. He said happy marriage to brother. But ..." I don't feel good continuing the conversation.


"Satria's sister wants to marry me. Same with her cousin Elsa, her name is Ana. A few days ago before we left for Bengkulu. Elsa ngabarin if her cousin had no proposal. Said Elsa, she just found out that it was Satria."


"Dad?" I feel guilty right now. In the midst of my happiness it was storing sadness for my sister.


"You are still a long journey. There's still a lot to be gained. Yes brother knows, it is not easy to forget someone who has been with us for many years. But life has to go on. No stag gini-gini."


"Yes, brother. Satria and I are not a match. I can't wait for your double. Hunts gray hair later if waiting for him to become a widower. Hahahaha.." he laughed but his impression was forced. This is how it feels to be in the same old marriage residence.


"Rian said he was married to Delia" this time again want to discuss Rian.


"How does brother Rian feel?" ask Vira.


And I feel, that's what Delia might feel. You know, Vira. When sister Juna expressed her feelings on the night of sister's proposal with Rian.


heard everything. From then on Delia seemed to be waving war flags at me."


I feel Vira has not reacted again.confident as sure as possible, Vira must have been in the dream world. I turned my body to face my youngest brother. It turned out to be true, he had already docked to the island of Kapok.


"Daddy, after I get married. Brother wants you to focus on college, pursue your sky-high ideals. You're young, don't think about getting married if you're not ready.


But my brother thanks you. Because if there is no competition. Maybe you won't be like now. Maybe if Juna didn't suddenly propose to me. It will be different story.


The trip I can be with Kak Juna a lot of pebbles. I never thought I could get to this point.


From a startling proposal, to an unexpected tempest. Friendship, family and love. It's all been an emotionally draining drama."


I pulled the blanket because I felt the coldness of my room AC. Trying to close my eyes. But it was hard. I finally chose night prayer. Who knows, this heart is a little quiet. I hope tomorrow I have no obstacles.


POV Juna


Tonight it was hard for my eyes to be closed. Last afternoon my sister and her husband reached Bengkulu. I wanted to pick them up, but it was banned because it was still in the pingitan. God, I can't wait for tomorrow. Waiting where I inaugurate our relationship to a more serious level. Where tomorrow there is a strong bond that will never separate us again. I look forward to where that time will come. Oh Allah, please give us the convenience for our event tomorrow.


"Juna" I heard my mother's voice calling me.


"Yes, ma."


"How are you feeling right now?" ask mama.


"Don't ask again, ma. I am not even more willing to rest. I feel like I'm having insomnia because of tomorrow's event. Deg-degan is for sure, but I'm sure tomorrow is a beautiful day. Because I can have it all."


"Mom, please do too, son. Mama can only pray for you and Dira can be a happy family. Order mama one, take good care of your wife. Treat him as he is treated well by his family. Remember the wife is not a maid who has to serve all your needs. Serving a husband is a wife's duty, but remember you also have an obligation to make your wife happy. That's just your mom's message to you, son."


I kissed my mom's feet. There's a sense of haru slipping into my heart. I asked my mother's blessing to step into a sure bond that is marriage.


"I'm sorry Juna, ma. Not to be a proud child. Juna promise, ma. Will treat Dira like how his parents love him. Juna promised, ma, would make Dira as happy as I could. Juna is happy that mom and dad are blessing our marriage. Help pray for me, ma. So that tomorrow can go well."


"No parent wants to see their child happy. Mom and Dad will always pray for you both. My mother's blessing will always be with you." Mama kissed my forehead.


"Juna loves mama." I said.


"mama loves you too, son. You have rested. Aren't you going to be ready tomorrow."