The Perfect Story of Airin

The Perfect Story of Airin
Chapter 13



As Sena said yesterday, today I take a day off, I will calm my mind first of all things Reno, and of course I will also prepare myself to meet my future self-styled father-in-law.


“Aduhhh, how nihh.” I look riled up on my soft bed.


“What I did if I was his lying girlfriend Pak Sena”


“But later if they get angry how”


“About I'll be in apain ya if ketauan”


“ Duhhhh, how dong” I started just talking to myself thinking about what I should do when at home sir Sena later.


I want to admit that all this is fake but I am also afraid that later they will be angry with me, I dare to deceive the Pranata family. This was a once life problem.


I went downstairs to look around, I was tired of being in my room all day. In the TV room, my mom was watching her favorite torment show.


Actually I was confused by the event, indeed in the real world there are actually floating bodies and into the cement mill, or bodies in pursuit of gas cylinders, it was strange I thought. Whether or not I do not know, even if there are sins like what they did during their lives, but hopefully no one is in such a torment.


“Replace the mah” cake I grabbed the TV remote next to my mom.


“Airinnn not to be replaced, soon he has a doom” prevent mama when I want to press the remote button.


“Ihhh mama, bosen tau ngeliatin people get the torment of mulu”


“Awas ya if you change, mama ga cook for this malem”


“Lah, can-can ngancem. Airin Malem will eat at his home Pak Sena kok”


“Tumben, what events?”


“Ga no mah, just eat regular malem”


“Ohhh, yaudah here remotnya” mama directly reached the remote in my hand.


I'm clucking bitterly.


“You must be able to take lessons from these stories so that your life is truly”


“Ish mama, emang his life Airin why” I scowl annoyed.


“Indeed mama ga tau if you every day dalau mulu in the room, where his cry is very fast again kayak kabut”


“Iiihh, mama Airin ga galau ya”


“Long bangett”


“Udah ah, mama nyebelin” I went from the TV room sofa to the kitchen, but my steps stopped when mama interrupted.


“Eh uh wait a minute”


“Apaan again mah, Airin ga want to be invited nobar film doom”


“Yeeee ge’er really you, it was a messenger that anterin parcels for you”


“Hah? A parcel? but Airin ga pesen nothing ma”


“Ga tau, just look at yourself at the front desk” said my mother then immediately continued the show that had been delayed.


I walk to the front “Package what's nih” said me monologue.


I took the package to my room, I opened the package and it turned out to be a plain dark blue dress.


“Good, from whom nih”


Not even my curiosity was answered suddenly my phone rang. The name of Mr. Sena is there.


“Hallo, good afternoon pak”


“Emm, already received?”


“Thank you what sir?” I'm confused


“Oh this from the father it turns out, bother everything pack, I will have my own clothes”


“Have not said much, anyway later tonight wear the shirt and 7 o'clock must be ready”


“Iya sir yesa”


“Emm”


Tut. tut's….


“Dihhhh play directly dead in aja, not very polite anyway so people” gruntuku annoyed.


“Awas aja later malem I will talk the same om and aunt if this is just a lie” said I excited.


*


“Udah you send?” Ask Sena on her sabahat.


“Udah, very intention lo ngajakin Airin eat malem use in buy in clothes all” said Rey.


“Ya gapapa kan”


“Yes yes gapapa, but what does it mean? Are you interested in him?” Ask Rey.


“Engga is, this is to maximize my plan aja” said Sena relaxed.


“Do not lie to Sen, read from lo.” behavior


“Sok tau lo”


*


Sena POV


I didn't know what was on my mind that day when I asked her to pretend to be my boyfriend, when I really didn't like the drama. Maybe because I'm too tired of blind dates with random women of papa's choice.


I just want to stop my dad's plan to date his friends by having a girlfriend. I thought with a boyfriend I'd stop making my head woozy, but I was wrong. The plan I made turned out to be a boomerang for myself.


It was so unexpected that I thought my mom and dad wouldn't like Airin because it wasn't clear where he came from, but it turns out that I was wrong where my mom and dad forced me to marry my fake boyfriend immediately, I should what? These are just pretending, and they don't know about Airin's background.


Papa and mama once said that I should have a wife who is clear of her origin and should be from the upper class as well. But why with Airin they seem directly subdued in its charm.


Airin always urged me to do something so that this plan did not need to be continued, but somehow I did not have the effort to stop it. I seem reluctant to stop being with her even if this is just pretending.


I've always liked to see him grumbling because of me, it feels so funny to see that. My eyes were always stunned to see that little lip grumbling with me.


I don't know since when did this comfort arise, when he hit me? Or since the red shirt thing? Or maybe since he often told me about his sadness because he was beside his ex-girlfriend?


I never want to listen to the complaints of others, and others like reluctant to tell stories or just just get close to me, because my nature is too frozen.


But Airin was different, she easily stole my attention when she told me about the failure of her love story.


Maybe it was because we felt the same way, so I felt like I had the same energy as him.


Tonight my parents took Airin to dinner at home, I guess they'll talk about my marriage to Airin, and I guess Airin will come back to whine at me to stop this play.


I don't know why I have no way of stopping all this pretense, when I have never failed at anything.


Have I started to love him? Am I afraid of losing time with him? It's funny if it's true I love her because she often confides in me about her ex.


But for sure, I will not stop this plan, let this matter go even though I do not know where it will end up.


I will take your heart from the one who has made you slumped at this moment.


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