The Not A Dream Marriage

Section 8 (INTRODUCTION 1)

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The girl with the wavy hair is Salsabila Afsheena. Yes, I am that girl.

A lot of people told me that my hair is beautiful, but I don't think so.

Not a few men who admire me because my face is a little beautiful in my opinion, with minimalist eyes and nose and clean white skin is enough to attract the hearts of many men.

Since I entered the First High School until now I have been in the lecture bench alternating men who try to approach me but somehow they always retreat slowly or suddenly no longer visible trunk his nose was at school the next day.

Maybe because they don't believe in themselves or whatever the reason is that I don't really care. Although many men expressed love for me but I am not an easy girl to have and because of that I get the nickname “Si bola”. Surely you guys are curious what is “Si ball”? Why should “Si bola”?

They (friends who like me) gave me that nickname because they think I'm like a rolling ball that's very difficult to chase and to master, even if they want to get the ball they have to run as fast as possible and try hard so that the ball is not obtained or captured with others.

To be honest I was a little offended, but it was up to them that I was a good girl who was lucky to have people who took care of me with all my body and abundant affection.

I am the youngest of two brothers.

I have a brother named Samuel, call him Sam. He was a little different from me, physically Sam was more like my Papah who was of Betawi-Java blood, while I was more like my mother who was of Betawi-Chiness descent. So it is understandable if I like to talk a little differently whether it is from pronunciation or other because the Betawi culture is so attached and ingrained.

Since we were little we lived in the capital, big family mamah all settled in Jakarta while papah family there are also some who moved to live in Jakarta only some of his brothers who still choose to live in Java.

Once we went to visit uncle, brother of papah in Malang area before finally uncle chose to take over his business in Jakarta and live with a son.

I am a child who is quite accomplished at school, in contrast to the Sam bang, yes even though I admit that Sam bang also always achieves. Not that I want to vilify my brother, but I will tell you the stupid mischief bang Sam haha feel. Several times bang Sam often sentenced to mamah and papah.

Because often skipping school, often fighting even he was very ignorant of me not only to his friends even though so many beautiful women who are tacky and pursue love bang Sam.

Cihh, he thought he was handsome many times well until it often broke the hearts of women.

Once when we were kids, we went to TPA together and then Sam's bang disappeared. Mom, papah, the teacher taught us all very panicked. We tried to search the area around TPA we did not find Sam bang. Papah called some friends bang Sam again to make sure if bang Sam came home first and stopped by his friend's house, it turns out that none bang Sam was not found. Mamah cried roaring and fainted several times until the search was stopped and she waited 1x24 hours to call the police.

At 10:00 pm bang Sam suddenly appeared entering the house, mamah and papah thankfully bang sam is okay.

And do you know where Sam told you to go?

It was a horror experience as well as ridiculous that bang Sam naturally.

Bang Sam is very naughty but he is also very handsome, if you say the women of today he is “Bad Boy”.

I warn you not to imagine Sam's excessive bang because I feel sorry for you when the edges of your love clap one hand.

Apart from my brother who is “BAD BOY”, my family can be said to be a simple family. Although frankly we are from a fairly well-to-do but papah and mamah always teach simplicity to their children.

I am also not a difficult person to get along either at school, in the campus, wherever I am the type of person who is easy to blend.

But strangely I only have one friend maybe we are friends since from the content of her name Anna, Marianne her full name. Anna is still of mixed Dutch descent from her father while her mother is native to Depok and Anna is of Dutch-Depok descent.

To her great surprise even though her father Anna was Dutch, Anna was more likely to use Indonesian in her daily life.

One day I saw Anna's father speaking at length to Anna in Dutch but Anna just kept silent.

I was very curious to see Anna's slightly nervous and palongo expression.

When I asked Anna about what her father was talking about innocently, Anna replied that she did not know and did not understand.

In my little heart I can only shout "Dutch Base Depok."

A little more about Anna, she is beautiful, kind and smart but somehow she never wanted to feel dating all this time with the reason to want to focus on finishing her education first.

Okay actually I don't care if he decides like that, only now I always feel he will be lonely so I'm a matchmaker between Anna and bang Sam.

I've been a matchmaker for a long time, too, but it seems that all my efforts have not been fruitful because until this moment bang Sam still looks indifferent and ordinary different from Anna who little by little seems to have begun to have a signal to like the Sam bang.

At least the signal was from the change in the look of Anna's face when Erna's girlfriend bang Sam who almost every day stopped by the house just to bring snacks or whatever the reason for meeting the Sam bang.

Their relationship is so complicated, but if they like each other, what's wrong with trying? But again as I said do not expect more because your hearts will surely be broken by bang Sam.

About ideals, do not ask well my ideals when I was a child want to be, hehe.

For sure now I am really struggling to complete my education in order to achieve the ideals that I have from childhood. My goal is to be a bride. Yes, because I want to be a bride and marry only the men I love, live complementary lives, have lots of cute kids and age together.

It seems silly but that is what I want, that is my goal. I chose that as my goal after I numbered my wish to become a Teacher, all of it was not without reason. Wouldn't it be terrible to marry a man we don't love at all? Which we never even wanted in our lifetime.

That's the nightmare I've always been afraid of. Dreams about the future, a horrible life with a man we never wanted, involved in a bond not for a week or a year, but forever. And strangely enough the dream felt like it was real!