
Today is Saturday. Since last night I've been back to my parents' house in accordance with our agreement. Usually on Saturdays and Sundays, I would wake up in the afternoon, then watch drakor in the room with a snack made by my mother. But today was quite different I think. Since morning, my mother has prepared me clothes to wear for lunch with her friends later.
I don't know why I have to dress so feminine as well.
"Ma, what do we really want?" my many.
"The way to eat is accelerating, said my friend, so we have to get ready." Answer mama.
Mama had been pacing back and forth in my room and kept blocking me who was watching my favorite drakor.
"Yerin, you prefer the white one or the pink one?" mama asked while showing me two different colored dresses.
"White, white, please step aside a little ma, I'm watching." I tried to see my drama but my mom kept blocking my view.
"if shoes? You want flat shoes or heels?" Ask mama.
I exhaled my breath violently. Fortunately, she was my mother, the one who gave birth to me with great difficulty, raising me with affection. If not, I would have kicked him out of my room.
"Ma, why should I come, Yer again cape." My speech.
"You must come, your friend wants to see you too, his son will also come later, you can meet there too." Mama said. Mama seems very happy, but not with me.
"Yerin, take a shower, quickly" my mother pulled my foot to the edge of the bed.
"Oh ma, in a minute. Itduh. Nanggung ma.."
My mom kept pulling my legs until I wanted to get up and take a shower.
"That's you, really dirty. It's 9 o'clock still won't shower, pity your future husband kebauan." Mama said.
"Yes. Yes ma," With a heavy heart I turned off the tv and walked towards the bathroom. It turned out that in the bathroom, my mother had everything ready.
I immediately took a shower, and shampooed because my hair was so limp. After the shower, I brushed my teeth and got dressed. Like Jose just made this dress for me, I just saw it.
"Ma, is this Jose's dress?" my many.
"Of course, you are so beautiful Yerin, come here mama help dry your hair and make up thin."
Mama took a hair dryer and dried my hair. Then my mom dyed my hair to make it better.
"Where's your make up?" Ask mama.
"It's in my bag." Answer me. Mama took my bag and started putting that make up on my face. Makeup problem, mama's the best in my opinion. I learned makeup from my mom when I was in Junior High.
"Try to open your eyes, how?" Ask mama. I look in the mirror.
"Good ma." My praise. It's really good in my opinion.
"The lips are your taste, baby." Mama said. I nodded and chose a color that matched my clothes.
"Ma, if you may know, who's this mama's friend?" My toot. My mom was behind me cleaning my bed. I saw my mom in the mirror.
"You call it aunt Byun and om Byun, unless she asks you to call her another name." Mama said.
I frowned.
"I mean mama?" Ask me.
"Mama, who knows if she wants to be called Cece." Mama answered while laughing. I laugh, I don't know, I always laugh if you laugh, whether it's funny or not, but I love hearing your laugh.
"Ma, this color matches right?" My toot.
My mother walked over to me. "Fits sweetie, you're beautiful." Mama said. I wear.
"perfect. Let's go, they'll be waiting for us." said Mama. I'm nodding.
"You didn't have a cell phone?" Ask mama.
"My phone is being confiscated by my homeroom teacher" I replied. Mama looked at.
"Here hold a spare phone, lest you don't hold Yerin's phone, it's important." Mama said. I accepted it and nodded.
My mom took me to the car.
"Good day dear papa's son." papa. I smiled shyly.
"Good day papa." I peeked his cheek. She was sitting in the driver's seat, mom was sitting next to Dad. As usual, I sat in the back alone. I must be patient, Yerin.
Papa started walking and I just sat in the back looking out of the car. I kept daydreaming in the streets until I didn't realize we were in front of the restaurant.
"Yerin, let's go down." Bring mama.
I'll come down and catch up with mom.
"Hello jeng.."
"Hello too, we'll finally meet again." Mama's say
"Hello aunt. om," said I.
"Hello Yerin, you're so beautiful, so much prettier than the photo, come on, sit down." Aunt Byun.
We all sat in the space provided.
"Jeng, where this is his son, I want to see you soon." said Mama.
"Sorry to have kept you all waiting for so long,"
That voice again.
I looked in his direction. He sat in front of me.
"Sir BaekHyun?" I looked at him with a confused and mixed look of surprise.
"Hello Yerin," BaekHyun sir.
"Yerin, do you know him?" Ask mama.
"Ma, she's my homeroom teacher, what's this really about?" My toot. I stared at everything.
"Gini, you calm down, baby. Don't get emotional just yet. Listen first, mama wants and aunt Byun wants to betroth you two, at first we thought we wanted to make you meet first, but it turns out you guys are close." Mama said.
I'm silent. Staring sharply at Mr. BaekHyun.
"Excuse me aunt, om, ma, pa, may I speak to Mr BaekHyun for a moment?" Ask me.
"Of course it can be Yerin, please." Aunt Byun. I smiled with a forced.
"Sir, we'll talk for a second." My whisper. Mr. BaekHyun got up from his place and came with me. I think I could be really crazy right now. Mama wants to match me to my own teacher? A different person 7 years from me.
"Sir, did you know about this?" My toot.
"Yes" she replied casually.
"Why? Do you have a girlfriend of your own? Why didn't you refuse from the beginning?" Just pissed.
"My parents are so eager to match me up with you, I've turned them down hundreds of times but they still are determined to do all this." Answer Mr. BaekHyun.
"Father just said that you have your own boyfriend. What's difficult?" Ask again. Mr. BaekHyun looks quite dizzy now.
"I just want my parents to be happy, that's the reason I'm accepting this matchmaking." Said BaekHyun sir.
"If you don't refuse, I refuse, I won't marry you, I'm still in high school." My speech.
"Just try, I'll be very grateful to you if you manage to cancel this matchmaking." Said Mr. BaekHyun.
"But please subtly refuse this, don't hurt our mother's feelings" continued Mr. BaekHyun again before I walked back.
I walked first followed by Mr. BaekHyun in the back.
"You're finally back, so since you already know each other, how? Have you made any decisions?" Ask Aunt Byun.
I smile. "Sorry aunt, sorry ma, I can't accept this matchmaking, I still want to learn, continue to study, I still have goals that I want to achieve" I said.
"But you can still do it all, this marriage will not prevent you from doing it all Yerin." Aunt Byun.
"That's if I'm not pregnant with aunty." I cut him off right away. Mr. BaekHyun looked at me when I said it.
"Sorry aunt, but in a marriage, there will definitely be those who want offspring, I cannot do that, whether intentionally or not, I seriously want to pursue the ideals first," Saying again.
"What if we make a contract, BaekHyun can't touch you until you graduate?" Ask aunt Byun. I stared at him in disbelief.
"A contract like that in an aunt's wedding?" I ask once again.
"Yerin's enough, don't make mama ashamed of Yerin." Mama's whisper. All right, I'll shut up.
"Yes, of course, in order to avoid what you are afraid of, aunt is already very sure you will be very compatible with BaekHyun. What else you teachers and students, BaekHyun might be able to help your school even more." Aunt Byun.
I'm silent.
"Yerin, look mama, mama please accept this matchmaking yes, BaekHyun is not a bad person anyway, he already knows you," said Mama.
If it's like this I'm very hard to resist. I looked towards papa. Papa did not open his voice, I also looked towards Papa BaekHyun, Om Byun. He was like a papa, just silent. I looked at Mr. BaekHyun. I wish he would open his voice. Honey it didn't happen.
"Okay ma, I'll take this match." I broke up. If this doesn't go well, I will definitely deeply regret my current decision. I looked back at Mr. BaekHyun, his expression was still the same.
"BaekHyun, you also received this matchmaking right?" Ask mama.
"Yes I accept it." Mr. BaekHyun replied with a fake smile.
"Then it's decided, you'll be married in private soon" said Aunt Byun with great pleasure.
"Yerin." Call aunt Byun.
"Yes aunty?" My reply.
"Eitsat.. Don't call aunty again, call mama, beautiful." Her speech.
"Yes ma?" My tongue is not used to it.
"Is your phone really the same as BaekHyun?" Ask mom BaekHyun. I'm nodding.
"It's mama give it back," she gave me my phone back.
"Thank you, ma." My speech. It still feels very awkward.
"Then, since you've agreed, you can go somewhere together, familiarize yourself, there's no need to be too formal with each other, you'll get married soon." Mama BaekHyun said.
I nodded with a faint smile on my face.