Damar (Not) For Wulan
Our Childhood

"Hey ... Wulan, wake! You're ngigo?" I saw the vehicle stop. His hand pinched my cheek. Turns out, it was all just a nightmare.

"awww, sick." I clasped his hand.

"Some say no, no, no matter what's wrong." He grumbled.

"Udah, go again!" My voice is still hoarse. I tried to rub my eyes slowly so as not to fall back asleep.

Arriving there, as usual, this hostess greeted me with great joy.

"Wulan, your parents are three days away from coming to this city. So, the day after you and Damar must find a suitable contract for your residence and theirs. Just move away from that shabby boarding house." Without further ado, he immediately spoke to the point.

"But Aunt-,"

"Mama thought you would say but. No other words but?" He hissed.

"I'm sorry, Wulan doesn't feel good about always having to trouble this family." I'm telling you the truth, of course I don't want to be indebted, I'm afraid I can't pay it back.

"Just calm! You are part of this family. Not a stranger."

Damar is no longer here, no matter where he goes.

"Have you eaten yet, dear? If Auntie hasn't been to the kitchen."

"Already, Tan."

The sound of the stomach can not be lied to, just make this stomach sound ashamed. It may sound at the present moment.

"Tuh, your stomach is protesting to be filled. Come on, come with Auntie." I smiled awkwardly, without the slightest protest.

He accompanied me at the dinner table, occasionally rubbing my head. Seeing the way I eat and smiling.

"I didn't think you were this big. In the past, when you were a toddler, you were always Mutia's favorite sister to the point that Damar was jealous and made a fuss so you two fought each other."

"What's? Really, Tan?" He's nodding.

From childhood, we became enemies.

"It all lasted only a few months, it turns out Damar wasn't jealous of you. She's jealous of her brother for playing with you so much, she wants you to play with her. Since then, the two of you have spent a lot of time together until the age of ten. You were protecting each other in elementary school, one guy got wet, both got wet from bathing in the river." Aunty so permeated every word about our childhood.

"We're that close?" He's nodding.

"Until the time we have to separate because the family's aunt has to move to the capital. Damar's always staying at your house, he's always sleeping with you before we actually move." He breathed for a moment.

"Since then, we don't know any more about your family's news. We and our family faced a difficult problem after a year of moving, especially when Selena was a toddler, we were too busy with work to rearrange family finances." It turns out she was no ordinary woman. She was one of the most powerful women who fought for her family to be saved. I became amazed as Aunt and Om who can be said to pioneer from zero, until now their homes and wealth can be said to have people.

The food on the plate was gone, I washed my food. He has banned me but I don't care.

"How can you remember Damar and your childhood life?" I shook weakly.

"There's no memory of that, Tan."

"You've never had amnesia, have you? Do you remember childhood life?" I can only shake my shoulder.

"Oh yes, the couple's shirt was brought yesterday? You have to wear it tomorrow! At one o'clock in the afternoon we leave for the showhouse."

"Yes, Tan. Wulan brought it."

"Yes, you talked to Damar! Let's not be stiff anymore for tomorrow's graduation." I did not argue, immediately the foot stepped into the living room. But there was no Damar there.

"Where is he? What do you want to talk about, huh? I'm confused too." My hands scratch hair that doesn't itch.

"Sir Wulan, why stand alone here?" Selena approached.

"Eh, oh that .. Damar's nyari sister, I think she's here, it's not there."

"What's? His room? No, I don't want to go there." I refused, could be caught later and really immediately take it to KUA.

"Hehehe, fear of getting married?!" This girl can guess what I think.

"Let Selena do what she calls Mas Damar." He offered himself.

"May, thank you, Cell." The girl stepped away.

"Sir Wulan just sit down!" strangled while walking away.

I sat on the single sofa, trying hard so that tomorrow afternoon at the event the expression that I looked was not as I normally would.

"Wulan, what's wrong?" The man was standing in front of me while straddling.

"There's something I want to talk about, but, if you mind, it's okay." I can't see his eyeballs. Is he sleepy at this hour? His eyes are red and sweet.

"We're just sitting in the park! Don't be here, worry about spies and ears on the left right." He glanced at Selena and Aunt Iren who were chatting at the very bottom of the stairs. Every now and then they glanced at us, our eyes clashing.

"Come, we'll go there!" I got out of my seat, following the steps of this man.

We are now in the garden, sitting next to each other on a long wooden bench.

"What the hell would you say?" He started the conversation.

"Do you mind talking to my parents?" I doubt I'll say this plan.

"What should I say to Elu's parents?" Eyebrows.

"Eum, how is it ... You try to talk to Mom and Dad if you do not agree with this matchmaking. Who knows if you canceled it, they'd understand." I am glad I gave my opinion.

"Gue had an even more interesting idea than that. This we can do together so that the results are more maximal." His smile is so wide. His gaze turned into a blazing spirit.

"Are you sure of the plan you have?"

"Of course, I'm 100 percent sure. But, you must be smart acting!"

"Acting?" He's nodding.

"You have to animate the role I've prepared for us."

"What's that?" I'm getting curious.

"After I get the right person to play this character, I'll tell you as soon as possible."

"When are we gonna do it?" Damar's head approached the earlobe.

"One month after the engagement so we don't get suspected" she whispered.

"Well, the delay." I pushed his shoulder.

"Eits, this is all so that our plans can be trusted. If you're in a hurry, this plan might fall apart."

"What's your plan?" His head came back closer, his mouth whispering in the earlobe. His breath seemed to tickle my earlobe. The words he spoke made these eyeballs bandage.

"Damar, are you sure of this plan?" His smile is so wide. He was very confident in his plan.

"But, it seems like this is overkill."

"What do you want to do if the marriage is cancelled?" I nodded steadily.

"So, if we want the marriage to be annulled, we have to do it." A sly grin rose at the corner of his lips.

Is this plan not outrageous? I don't know why my instincts told me not to. This thought rages on. Does it have to be this way for our matchmaking to be void?