My Lecture, My Husband
6. Preparation (2)

What can one expect when walking with an ice man? The journey that should be short feels very far, the atmosphere is very quiet, willing to talk is also not good, afraid of being ignored.

Is it really the person who will marry me?

I just jumped to hear the ringing of my own cell phone, the hoist of the bike in the car until the ringing of the phone just sounded very loud.

I took the phone in my bag, to stop this deafening noise. I quickly picked her up, because the one who called Laura.

"Where's lo?"

Ye.. This kid's not the first greeting, uh even the gas "Gue's outside, why?"

"Erister Adrian is back."

I raised my eyebrows, so why? Why would he even gas me "Yes on?"

"Ti, that's so you're a friend! Are you not the same as me? Why is your response so doang?"

"Why should I try?"

I heard him snorting "Lu outside what's going on?"

I looked down at the file on my lap "You take care of the marriage letter."

"Puah, it's still lo ngehalu."

Not believing very much the child, "No need to be surprised if later I give you an invitation, do not cry lo I stay married."

"No way, how can you get married, near the guy you are allergic."

I sneered "Who said, noh Adrian close to me, I ngak bentolan tuh."

"Adrian is not a guy!" did Laura "Lo sound serious outside? I want to confide."

I sighed, Kasian is also my friend this one. But today I'm really going to be busy, a lot of wedding twists and turns that I have to do.

"Yes, tonight you go to my house. Curate deh lo as much." break up, hopefully quickly go home "Lo nginep deh, mumpung I'm still single!"

A sarcastic laugh rang out from across the street, I'm also wide-eyed here. Fool is very same Mr. Arka will be tempted, who told not to have a mouth but like in the key.

"Okay, I'll stay at your house, see your hot daddy!"

"The camp*et!" I subconsciously swore towards him.

From the first time Laura saw Papi, she immediately set her ideal type when we were still Junior High. But somehow he even dated Adrian, yes even though the tip is stingy.

I broke off our conversation faster, because if our wishes were obeyed, we could tell stories for hours. Though yes we almost meet every day, but still the topic of conversation is endless.

The car we were driving stopped in front of the religious office, I got out of the car. Mr. Arka also went down, he took his personal file in the middle seat.

I followed him into the office. Someone asked our purpose, after answering he took us to a room that takes care of the trinkets. Fortunately when this business Arka sir did not stay still, instead I became a statue and continued to follow.

Actually we didn't come here directly to submit the file, we're here to ask first. After we went out to take care of the other requirements file, we went to the village office where I then went to Pak Arka.

"Prish Sir!" Sapaku to Kades who was telling a story in front of his room.

"Eh Neng," he and I were quite affected, we were neighbors. "There's neng?"

I smiled shyly "This sir, I want to make a letter of introduction from the village" I said

The village man looked at me for a moment "What does Neng mean? Neng already want KKN or want to work?"

Mucus! What do I have to answer?

But it seems that because the Village man saw my doubtful gelagat, the Village Man called us into his room to talk. When I arrived, I told my needs.

"Lho, Neng wants to get married?" I nodded, she looked at me surprised "Who's the name? how did it arrive? Your mother didn't tell you what."

"With my lecturer, sir" I pointed to Mr. Arka, Mr. Arka immediately shook his hand "Mama may tell you that everything is ready, right said people if not definitely not ngumbar first."

The village man laughed, as if he agreed with me. He then asked me to wait, and he began to prepare our request.

"Yes already Neng, if there is any other business, neng can come take it later" said Mr. Village, he seemed to pay attention to Mr. Arka who saw the clock.

"Truly sir? Thank you sir, I'll come and get it."

I immediately said goodbye, Mr. Arka did not say anything and just followed.

"Where else are we going?" I asked, I was tired, my stomach was also rumbling.

I just remembered, I didn't seem to have time for breakfast. It's all because of the person driving next to me.

Mr. Arka was still the same, he was driving without a sound, very at home.

I closed my eyes, letting him drive. Speech is also not answered, whether he is dumb or dumb I can not distinguish it.

I opened my eyes as I felt the car stop, as I looked forward to a restaurant.

"Well, why are we here?" I asked, but instead of answering he frowned first to see me

"Eat!"

I immediately smiled broadly, knowing that polar humans were starving. I quickly removed the safetybelt, Mr. Arka forced me to wear it from the beginning to get into his car. I jumped out of the car and walked towards him, he seemed to be waiting for me as he just stood in front of the stall while looking at me.

If only this man had spoken less.

Finished our meal straight to his village, to take as well. After we visited a jewelry store looking for wedding rings, why not kayak in the novel? Is today getting married tomorrow? It's been busy taking care of this and that first, tired.

That's also tomorrow still have to find a boutique first, fortunately the same building business WO will be handled by Mama and my Mother-in-law Candidate. If it can not be more tired than this, where every care must be the same kind of man Arka sir.

"So you want a lecturer as well?" I ask, we are waiting for another example of a wedding ring.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Mrs Jessica too?" my pancake, without looking at me because he saw Mr. Arka's brochure nodding "What's up?"

He looked at me "What's the matter?"

Eh? What does it mean Mr. Arka why? Teach me to ask this?

"Mrs Jessica is my boyfriend?"

He narrowed his eyes, was he angry? Or feeling hurt? Or should I not bring this up?

"Daughter?"

I nodded my head "Yes, one campus know times sir. Are you the same mom Jessica suggested?" ask me a little with a tone of tension, upset it feels if you have to imagine being the third person in someone else's relationship.

"Jessica's not my girlfriend."

Eh? WASN'T HE?

I looked at Mr. Arka to look for a lie on his face, but nil Mr. Arka could not be read because there was no expression of what was on his face.

Then.... THANK YOU GOD! I'M NOT THE THIRD PERSON.