Mamy Sugar
Terms And conditions

Can you understand that our relationship is between two people?"

Maria just scrunched her forehead in response to me who was ready to vanish a little uneg - the uneg I felt.

" then? "

" We understand the same language, there should be activities that can be called discussions "

" like? "

" Deciding something.... Marriage date, apartment, car, relationship with Tania up to a new post for me today".

Obviously I'm at length.

"You're still lacking?"

The greeting was not wrong, it only sounded less true in my heart. Everything I received was more than enough.

But Mary always forgets I have a right to opinion.

I chose silence and looked at Maria who was looking at me full of Tanya's mark.

" What message do you want?"

Waiter's voice broke our silence.

"Croissant and Cappuccino" we answered simultaneously.

"That's it!!" cut me hard, I still want to spit out the resentment in my unfinished heart.

The waiter apparently also quite understood and left us alone without saying goodbye. Maybe I'm too fierce?

"I have every right to think Mar! I also have a wish that I want to convey from those decisions, be able to appreciate me a little bit" I puked ahirnya.

"Har....!!" maria's voice began to sweeten in her ears, but made my heart thump full of worries "You're sober... What if I pay you?"

DEG...

My heart seemed to stop, my mind traveled all over our togetherness. Maria is not wrong, I am a paid man.

"If you are free to think and to organize this and that... Then why am I looking for a paid man, wouldn't I rather get married normally?"

Maria really hit my heart. As an amateur sugar baby, I was apparently negligent of the terms and conditions that apply in my relationship with my Sugar Mamy, Maria.

" Since you agreed, I've been the decision maker in our marriage "

Maria's words continued to make my face red, not out of anger but out of shame for my attitude that I could consider to be selfless.

"And you'll make up your mind when I let you" Maria gulped down the hot cappuccino that had just reached our table. Once again the waiter left us without a word, making my tension difficult to subside.

" After you go to the hotel where our wedding is, you can choose what our wedding room package is" Maria devoured her Croissant this time slowly without looking at me again like this.

"No more discussion like this, if you are not comfortable with my decision just say I will adjust, but not change it" Maria reaffirmed the rules in our relationship that are increasingly clear to me.

"I still have one more meeting, see you later"

No word from me, though, I was just pensive that it was still hard to accept the fact how painful it was to lose my right to decide on something even I let Maria put two hundred thousand pieces of money on the table before leaving me alone with scattered pride.

"Prophey!" the voice of the waiter again sounded "There are still many who want the same Mas... Lha wong mas is handsome!" this time his fingers swiftly grabbed the banknote while glancing at me for a moment.

"Excuse me... In continuing to eat it, if it is finished can order again" said the waiter before leaving me alone.

Apparently he came just to secure the money tips only. Our two servings may only cost Rp. 150,000 only. Maybe he's afraid I'm taking it, because right now I really look like a Sugar Baby that's being dumped.

My cry I could not bear anymore, the sound of a biting began to sound loud from my throat. My face also felt heavy withstanding the same pain and shame, I don't know what other people are thinking right now. I was only able to immerse my puffy face between my palms..

"Hmmm... My mother!"

Waiter was standing in front of me. In between the unfinished sobbing I opened both palms of my hands slowly. With a little hesitation, the Waiter put down a sheet of Rp. 50,000 and pushed it slowly towards me.

"Make the cost of Mas's taxi" he said plainly "Mother paid him most of a piece"

"Huh...!!" I'm trying to correct my hearing.

"If you take the bus is shy, even though men are also human right Mas?" continued with a pity face.

Oh My God!!! It turns out that today's good looks and well-groomed bodies like mine can't assert my social status at all. If I hadn't been kicked out of Papi, I would have bought this place.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment.

" What's your name?"

My voice is slowly normal.

"Adi's... Mas"

"themurthing?"

"Adi Kurniawan's.... Uh.. But no need behind, I'm sincere" Adi nodded hinting at his point really - really. "Sometimes life doesn't go well, but there's definitely something better going forward" Adi still tries to cheer me up. At least I'm still human in his eyes.

"Wait...!" stop me when Adi turns her body about to leave my desk.

I grabbed my wallet and took out one hundred thousand pieces of money. With a little lift up my chin I wiped my slightly dry forehead with the pink sheet and handed it to Adi.

"Thank you Adi.. Be a good person!"

I took the time to pat Adi's shoulder before leaving the cafe with Adi's gaze that was between wonder or heartache... I don't know. I'm just trying to collect my remaining pride.

maybe they guessed correctly that I was sugar baby Maria. However, I stressed that I was not as sad as what they had in mind.

***

The road was quite blistering along my way to the hotel which was informed by Maria through a green chat application.

Maria has good taste. A five-star hotel in classic European style turned out to be an option for our wedding.

I watched my face for a moment and found my eyes still reddened by the action drama that I was slowly starting to regret, because it was useless but to ruin the appearance.

I took out an eyeglass with a lens graded caramel color to cover the only part of my body that is not perfect at this time.

"Mary... You said it was up to me about our bridal chamber" a sly smile "Let's see what I can do"