THE SOULMATE FROM HELL

1. Prologues

Betari stirred her indomie soto lamongan with a cocky feeling. How not? He had already imagined going to an expensive dinner, steik wagyu or fettucini at an Italian restaurant in the famous kemang area. With a candlelight and a glass of red wine. But there he ended up in Warmindo aka Warung Makan Indomie ugly and full of cigarette smoke as well. Where he just shampooed. Her hair must be smelling like cigarette smoke by now.

Bitter, bitter, bitter .

Yeah, God. I feel like I want to cry now. He hates smelly hair, secondhand smoke. He was in vain this afternoon. All this because of—who else if not her husband—si man stone statue that is very annoying. Not even a week had they been married, and Betari could not stand the behavior of her callous husband. It really looks like a stone statue.

You really are ngeselin. Just wait for my revenge. I have to pay a lot for my hair. Basic sculpture!

Talking about how she was in this ugly and smoke-filled Warmindo, Betari was truly sorry for agreeing to her husband's invitation to eat out. Of course the invitation came out of the mouth of her husband after Betari was angry because in the luxurious house owned by her husband there was no food at all. They just moved into a new house this afternoon. But, whether the husband had to wait for Betari to go berserk first then there was food on the table. Oh, geez! What kind of husband is she?

Betari glanced at the man sitting opposite her. The man's face did not show any expression. But, if you look at the contents of the bowl that is half left, Betari is very sure that the man enjoyed his food. Or maybe starving. Whatever it is Betari obviously doesn't care.

“You're not hungry?”

What kind of question is that?

Betari raised her gaze, now she was blatantly staring at the man's face. If you can be honest, Betari would love to pour her Indomie soto lamongan into her husband's face.

Betari had not had time to reply, the man had returned to voice. “If you have finished eating. We go home.” Then without waiting for a reply from Betari, the man stepped away leaving her.

Whattt!

Betari stared in disbelief at her bowl which was still full. Not a single piece of noodles had entered his mouth. But the man had already decided that he had finished eating.

Betari put the spoon in her hand on the table. His bad taste has reached the crown. Yeah, God. Please hold Betari so she doesn't strangle her husband's neck tonight.

“Cold-blooded human basis!” betari said slowly, then dragged her feet following the man out.

But, Betari did not immediately get into the car. She was very upset with her husband and very hungry. Since this afternoon they moved to a new house until now, Betari has not eaten anything. Luckily, he had no stomach disease.

“What are you doing there? Hurry up! I still have a lot of work.” My husband sounded impatient.

Bodo. Think Betari.

Is it wrong for her to be hungry?

If possible, Betari would like to return to her former life before becoming attached to the man. Or go back two months ago. He wanted to reject the matchmaking on the basis of forcing his grandfather to marry Raden Umbara Atmojo, a stone statue man whose name was like a curse on his ear.

For a long time Betari could have a stroke living at home with the statue man.

Catastrophe. Catastrophe. Catastrophe.

(It has been revised on May 6, 2023)