My Perfect Stranger's

My Perfect Stranger's
Patience Friska, Patience..


"i'm married brother.. "


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"Pffit.. " Friska looked in wonder at Rivan who was holding back her laughter


"You're not cut out to be a Friska comedian. Come on, don't joke around" Rivan said, laughing so hard that he even shed tears


While Friska pursed her lips in annoyance


"Gee! I'm serious brother!" friska was upset. Want it he said that it was just a joke, but the bitter reality cannot be denied


Rivan paused his laughter for a moment, then tried to seriously stare towards Friska


"Who are you married to, hm?" rivan asked a little seriously for fear of making Friska back upset, even though in his heart he did not trust Friska at all


"Ardigo, his name is Ardigo. I just know that" Friska replied indifferently because in fact she was too lazy to mention and remember the man.


Rivan simply raised his eyebrows next to a sign of growing confused by Friska's remark. Which wife knows her husband by name? short name anyway


Understanding Rivan's confusion and distrust, Friska begins to tell the story of yesterday in detail. And the first response Rivan showed was being riveted and his lips clenched tightly with an indecipherable look. His heart was forced out of place to coincide with the end of the Friska story. How not, the sense he had been harboring towards Friska should he stop from this second. Maybe Friska just thinks of him as an older brother, but Rivan can't deny that he loves Friska.


"Sister!" He woke up from his daydream when his arm was patted gently by Friska's tiny hand. From the look on Friska's face, she can confirm that the girl has called her Daritadi


"Sister why? from earlier I called but did not respond" said Friska a little annoyed


Rivan tried to show her the warm smile that she had been pointing at Friska, despite looking a little stiff.


"hehe sorry yes, I was just surprised to hear your story. It turns out that my sister is now someone's wife. I can't bother you anymore" said Rivan, laughing, trying to be as normal as possible. She even forgot the cause of Friska's marriage which was forced to marry to keep the good name of someone who is now her husband. The point is, he's married. WH-NI-KAH! One word that could make Rivan's breath stop for a moment


"It's just his status, I'm not really his wife. He married me just to keep the good name of his family and company. I told my sister because sister is the only family I have" Friska said. He already considers Rivan as his brother, father, and protector.


"What's your next plan then? she was forced to marry you, I was afraid she would hurt you. If you're not sure and feel depressed about all of this, I can go to your husband to ask for the annulment of the marriage" Rivan asked seriously full of anxiety. After all, she was afraid that Friska would be mistreated by her husband, given their marriage was a theatrical one. Rivan hoped Friska would agree, because honestly he did not want Friska to be owned by someone else.


"Free brother, I don't think he will. Precisely with the cancellation of the marriage, his image will get worse. Maybe I'll have this wedding first, at least until the bad issues about her subside. However, I must take responsibility for ruining the marriage" Friska said slowly.


Rivan was only speechless to hear Friska's explanation, if asked who was the most injured here then he would answer out loud that he was the one. He intends to wait for Friska to finish college and express his heart and hope Friska will be the only woman in his life, his wife. But it seems that the intention that has been arranged neatly should he bury deeply


"Alright, if you need anything don't hesitate to contact me. I will always be there for you" Rivan said gently as he clasped Friska's hand on the table. Friska just nodded quietly with a smile, grateful that under no circumstances Rivan was always there for her


"i work first, brother" said Friska who was replied to a soft nod by Rivan


After Friska died, Rivan held his chest that felt tight since earlier. Despite the love that may not exist between Friska and her husband, Rivan is not a jerk who intends to destroy the marriage of others, even if he has to be tormented. But the unwillingness still gnawed at his heart


Is this how fast this should end? Rivan muttered bitterly


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The clock is at 5pm and it means it's time for Friska to go home. After replacing her uniform with regular clothes, Friska grabbed her bag and rushed home


"You going home now, Fris?" tanya Tasya, Friska's co-worker and best friend. They went to the same college with the same degree


"Yes yes, I go home first" Friska replied


"Want me to take you?" tawang Tasya


"Alright, be careful" Tasya said, waving her hand to watch Friska's back disappear behind the door


Luckily Ardigo apartment is not too far from the cafe, it only takes about 20 minutes by foot. Arriving at the apartment, Friska finds Ardigo and Vano watching a television show. The two compactly turned their heads when they heard the apartment door open and the compact back shifted its gaze when they saw Friska standing near the entrance


Friska walked in and headed straight for her room to clean her sticky body. After taking a shower and wearing home clothes, she stepped into the kitchen to make dinner. When he reached the kitchen, he found that the food he had cooked earlier this morning was still intact and untouched.


Did they not eat it? what did they eat this morning? Inner Friska was confused and a little disappointed because her hard work this morning made breakfast not appreciated at all. Not wanting to bother with it all, Friska also began to take out the ingredients from the refrigerator and began to cook it


After finishing and serving food on the table, Friska breezed towards the living room to invite Ardigo and Vano to dinner because now the clock has shown at 7 pm


"Sir.-"


"I'm not your father" Ardigo said quickly without taking his gaze off the television screen


"Eh om.-"


"When did I marry your aunt?" sela Ardigo again


Ow hell! what should I call him? Inner Friska was confused as well as irritated


"Just whatever father. I don't know what to call, I just want to take you and Vano for dinner. The food I have prepared" said Friska trying as polite as possible


"I don't want to! eat your own cooking. About my food and Vano, that's my business!" reply Ardigo flat


"Well sir, why is that? I cooked a lot of food. It's a shame that it's not eaten" said Friska


"Who told you to cook? look, yes, we're married just as a status. You don't have to do a job like a wife. Besides I don't know what you put in the food" Ardigo said flatly and stared lightly at Friska


"God! I'm not that bad. I'll eat it anyway" Friska said, starting to get upset


"who knows?" reply Ardigo raised his shoulders


"Is that why you and Vano didn't eat the fried rice I made this morning?" ask Friska


"Yes. So stop acting like my wife by cooking all the time" Ardigo said coldly and stared at Friska sharply


"Sir, listen to me! I know and know very well that we marry only as status and to keep your good name. Precisely because of that, I don't want to just hitchhike and eat here. I'm not asking you to consider me a wife, because I'm self-aware that I don't deserve that status. At least think of me as a maid here, so I don't have to feel indebted to you " said Friska trying as calmly as possible


"that's your business" Ardigo replied lightly while playing his phone to order the delivery order. 


"Fast food is not good for health. Especially for Vano who is still a child" said Friska remained tight


"What do you care about my child's health? I've been taking care of it for 4 years, and now you've only been here a day already teaching me?" snapped Ardigo who immediately made Friska look in shock


Patience Fris. You're hitching a ride in his apartment, so just accept it. It's also his son, not yours. Inner Friska calmed herself down. He tried his hardest to suppress his annoyance and chose to be quiet


"Yes, I don't know anything about your son. And sorry to interfere" said Friska as polite as possible and chose to pass to the kitchen, because she was afraid of the khilaf and clawed at the handsome face of her husband


Arriving in the kitchen, Friska sat down and ate her food in silence. Facing Ardigo's spicy mouth turned out to drain a lot of Friska's energy, the proof of the food he said for the three of them was now gone unceremoniously. Although Friska was about to give up because she was too full, but she encouraged herself again for fear of throwing away food


After finishing tidying the dining table and washing the dishes, Friska walked through the living room towards her room. He sees Ardigo and Vano eating while watching TV.


He hates me so much, he even has to eat here. Arghh.I really regret what I did yesterday. If only I hadn't ruined the wedding. God, I want to get out of here. Inner Friska had softly seen both. While the two men of different generations are not aware of his presence but busy eating while watching Vano's favorite show on Television


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To be continued