(NON) PRETEND HUSBAND
Hello, Grandma Sofia!

"You know, this is the first time I've ever talked to someone about my mama. I hope that when we part, you will still be my best friend, Kian!" pinta Ann looked at the man driving beside her sadly.

Smile and nod. "Definitely Ann, when that time comes, I hope we'll still be good friends."

Ann smiled in relief, she subconsciously raised her hand and stroked Kian's cheek gently. Groping the new fine fur in the shave with full feeling.

Kian could only sculpt, he glanced at Ann who was staring at him wistfully. The warm throbbing that he had not felt for a long time pulsed again, causing a strange sensation in his stomach to suddenly burst forth, like there were thousands of flapping butterfly wings inside.

A few minutes later after turning in a narrow alley that could only be passed by one car, they arrived at the public cemetery where Grandma Sofia was buried. Before descending, Ann sprayed SPF on every inch of her face and body. Not to forget, the wide hat and sunglasses that he had prepared finally he wore. Kian chuckles at Ann who is very well prepared.

"Have you?" tanya Kian as soon as Ann lowered her hat to the forehead.

"Yeah!" Ann said as she walked first.

Ann's first public burial place was simple. Hundreds of gravestones there already looked worn out unkempt, Ann sighed sadly. The place where everyone will rest for ever it should be a beautiful place.

"Through here, Ann!" kian orders while pulling Ann's arm that runs straight ahead.

They turned to a tomb with a kijing made of simple marble. From the gravestone written on the stone, Ann could clearly read the name listed there.

'Siti Sofia died August 9, 2020'

Ann observed the quiet surroundings and came to sit crouching beside Kian. He raised his hat slightly and removed the sunglasess he was wearing. Slowly his hand came up, he only memorized a few prayers so he finally read the prayers out loud.

"Ann," call Kian softly.

Ann opened her eyes, she glanced at Kian who was staring at her while holding Grandma Sofia's tombstone. "Yes?" ann was confused.

"Include yourself to Grandma" Kian's orders were straightforward.

"Oh, okay!" Ann fixed her sitting position. "Hi, Grandma. Greetings. My name is Annastasia Camellia Winata. Although I have not had time to know Grandma Sofia, but through Kian, I can understand how good the figure of Grandma was. I'm sure Kian's qualities are a reflection of Grandma's. Rest easy, Grandma! Don't worry, I'll be a good wife to Grandma's favorite granddaughter!"

The more choking, the 'wife' word Ann had just spoken felt warm in her heart. It was as if he was introducing a real wife in front of Grandma Sofia.

"Kian, you're horrified what Grandma said just now!" chirp Ann dashed Kian's daydream.

"What did Grandma say?" Kian chuckles.

"Say, you must be kind to me, not to be angry, must often masakin me too!" obviously Ann was fiery. "Well, Grandma?!" he looked at the headstone as if he were communicating.

With a small laugh, he stroked Ann's hair gently. "Well, I promise I'll do all that, just as long as you promise me one thing."