MARRY MY LOVER'S BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 20

He only fainted due to his high blood pressure and was treated enough. We went home and the panic disappeared. It's just that the doctor advised to maintain health because if not controlled, hypertension can cause complications such as coronary heart disease and stroke, heart failure, kidney failure, and, peripheral vascular disease and retinal blood vessel damage resulting in impaired vision.

I know you always keep your diet, maybe because you have a lot of thoughts until something like this happens.

When I got home, Mom and Bude Rini waited on the terrace with anxious expectation. Clouds and Mr. Marto went into the room and put him to bed. I assured my mom that it was okay, just her high blood pressure.

"Sir, your father had a lot of thoughts until it collapsed" said the mother.

I just kept quiet, didn't want to say anything because I knew I was the cause of all this. Mr. Marto came out of the room and asked me to go into the room because you called me. The clouds sat on the chairs beside the bed. I sat at the end of the bed rubbing my father's back. Then I asked the purpose of our arrival. At first I lied and said that we just wanted to visit but you kept pressing.

"We just want the blessing of the father" I said gently as I looked at the father inside.

"I'm sorry, good. I have promised people, you are a good child, there will be a good woman who will be your wife later" said the father, holding the hand of the Cloud.

"Why father would marry me to a man I don't know" I said this time with a firm, my eyes able to withstand the fall of tears, but my heart was another, a torrent unstoppable.

You are silent, and so are the clouds. She entered the room, bringing food and medicine to her father. But talkative I feed my father and try my best to take care of him.

"What do you want, nduk?" ask the father while stroking my hair.

"If you allow me, I want to meet the family, let me tell them that I refuse this match," I said firmly but in my heart there was doubt, I was afraid that my wish would make my father sicker.

"Yes, I'll set it up. But not anytime soon. Mas Sur just came out of the country" said the father.

It was good to hear my father's promise. I hugged my father tightly, I knew it was impossible for him to let me dissolve in grief.

My father's condition had improved, I and Awan then returned to the city with a light mind and a calm heart. It's about my life and all the decisions should be in my hands.

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The days I spent with great zeal, the shadow of being Madam Cloud Pradta Jayantaka slowly became clearer. My work performance also increased and I got a promotion to rise in office.

It's been three days Clouds is out of town to take care of his new branch of business and the plan is he'll be there a week. But I was never lonely, there was always Rayi who made my world feel noisy but fun.

Today he had a crazy idea to make steamed brownies by looking at recipes from YouTube. I just follow the game. The first step is to buy the ingredients. I was ready with very casual clothes, T-shirts, knee-length jeans, and flagship flip-flops.

"We want to go to the supermarket in the mall, not go fishing in the dam," Rayi protested and asked me to change clothes.

"No need to go to the supermarket in the mall, Ra. In the market too many," my protest rejected Rayi's wishes.

"This is all there is a brand, the eggs are also omega eggs, the choice of goods should not be arbitrary," he said while showing the ingredients on his phone.

"It's in the market too, Ra," I kept trying to convince him.

I just lazily follow his will. We took the basket and started shopping. Not Rayi's name if it doesn't make greget. All ingredients must be exactly as prescribed including the brand.

"His cheese is this, this is also good," I suggested to Rayi when she was confused because the cheese brand she wanted was not available.

"Don't Cash, it will feel different," Rayi refused with a sour face. Maybe he was disappointed because what he wanted was not obtained.

"Where cheese tastes like cheese, there can be no cheese flavored eggplant balado" I protested while taking the cheese and putting it in the basket.

Finally with a heavy heart, Rayi complied as well. Instead we had to go around looking elsewhere just for cheese. Shouldn't use cheese is also not a problem, it's just for topping but Rayi who is pretentious perfect hopes the brownies are exactly as presented on YouTube.

"And you can't really feel that on YouTube, so don't know it feels right yet" I said trying to corner Rayi.

"Therefore the ingredients and the dosage must be exactly the same in order to taste," said Rayi confidently.

"When the day you make donuts is also not clear" I said with a laugh recalling the event.

"Kan donut nyetak need hand skills, if this will use prints," he said to defend himself.Gara-gara discussing prints, I was forced to follow Rayi buy prints that fall into the category cute according to him. All buying prints, not finally the cake will be cut into pieces, why does he not wear a box pan that already exists? Besides this is also still a trial, which is important to taste good and fit, if next want to be made a better look yes please.

"Your aesthetic value is lacking" Rayi said as I protested.

"Oh my goodness Ra, all aesthetics are carried around" I said, patting him on the forehead.

He instead chose rather small prints and various shapes. I can't imagine the process of filling the dough into the mold that he says is aesthetic and beautiful and I also still can't imagine the kitchen that will be very messy when Rayi starts to act.

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Finally finished the shopping event, we still have to argue about how to carry this much groceries on a motorcycle.

"Yes, I'm an online taxi, you go home alone on a motorcycle," I suggested that I was a super genius.

"Kowe tego, Kas?" ask him with a clear face.

"Lha how? Couldn't it be that I brought a motorcycle?" I said while breathing.

This was a miscalculation from the beginning, we had to take the city bus and then take an online taxi home, so as not to make a fuss like this.

"Yes the fate of hard people, noisily because of motorcycles. It's a pity for your life," suddenly a disdainful voice sounded in my ear.

I turned my back to confirm the source of the sound. Jesus Chloe, search for death she dares to insult in front of Rayi.