Nariswari - Toll Road to Love
The Antagonist in Natan's Life

“I don't want to be the third person!”

“There is no third person! Because we already ber—“

Nathan changed! In the past, there was no woman he saw other than Mimi. Time has changed itself. He came, offered friendship, then changed course. Really mode!

“If I accept you because you are rich and handsome. Obviously, right, if we won't be happy. Never marry a girl of that type.” I'm talking, trying to be relaxed. It was as if like a big brother advising his little sister.

Natan came to me at the office at 11:00 WIB. Sleepy hours for employees. And I'll have trouble sleeping after he whines for marriage like a baby.

“You rejected me because of that?”

I'm nodding. Nathan shut up and left. Imposibble is indeed for singles like I reject this glorious golden opportunity - about the improvement of nutrition and heredity. I don't know why either! Perhaps this is what is called the little conscience of the little people.

Then a few months he came again, in the same place and hour, and I said the same thing. Even when I get home and go to the office, I have to settle down like a burglar when going through his house. Because the eyes and ears of neighbors are sharper than CCTV cameras. It feels like a celebrity that is being hunted by journalists! But, I don't get any money! Got embarrassed! Ah, apes-apes!

“You rejected me because of that?”

I'm nodding.

“You're honest. And care. That's enough condition!”

Nathan kicked a rock. Look at his cold eyes. The road was empty at the time. Office friends and big bosses who already know this are tired of seeing this scene.

“Apaan?” I was a little screaming. Am I not being honest when I'm matre?

“If you're bad, you won't say that. You will receive me.”

“Terus?”

“Well me.” He whines. Convincingly.

“The person you love is not me but Mimi.” Aware Nathan! I looked at him fiercely. Remembering their romantic scenes that make me want to throw up every day. Time now makes me the antagonist in their household.

Natan fell silent, “I .. when you helped me, I.. yes... like that, as I felt the same Mimi pulled me when she fell.” Natan commented pretentiously romantic.

“So, you?” manya curious. Natan is crazy.“Oho! Impossible.”

“Why?”

“Because...“ I withhold. I wanted to tell him, but—

***

It rained in early June. It's strange. The wet drought. The June I saw was flapping an umbrella, and putting it on the ground. From behind the umbrellas, there were kittens, I suspect, they were the children of the outcast Cambollong.

June is cool. It always makes me laugh. Every time it rains, I remember it. And now that is.

From behind the drizzle, he broke through the rain, then stood to meet me who was waiting on the porch of the office. He wears a clear umbrella, and is overconfident, even though all five of my friends are here.

It's not June!

"I know it's gonna rain." Natan smiles. Making my friends the girl clamps.

"Continue?" I said sok cuek. Know rain-knows, if you shamans who conspire with jinn, can predict the weather? I'm ingrained. Speaking of divination, rather than shaman, how did he become like this Dilan? But dear version of the widower!

"Yes, I'm picking you up." Nathan's face brightened. It's so different from last year! Mocking me for being single!

"Just calm down, I won't be bald because it's raining."

I also went through the rain. Nathan looked surprised. And this is not the first time I've been away from the romantic impression of Korea. Maybe he thinks it's new, considering me and his ex are like angels and demons!

I stopped, the street scuffed that I crossed splashed my jeans. Scroll back, Natan was now standing to the side, flapping an umbrella.

I took a breath. Remembering the people who would have called me third. I ran, and he chased.

I turned around, not going straight home to the boarding house. Because the neighbors will think ala infotainment see me and Natan both-duaan under the umbrella.

Natan shakes. He pulled out a tissue. "Your pants are dirty." The clean-faced man moved forward.

"Stop-stop! I can do it." I took the water dripping from the roof of the mosque. "Why are you, Tan?"

"Why what?" tanyanya.

"Yes, chase me! I, uh, want to puke you know, this scene, right, that's like in the Indian movies, that my mama watched."

Nathan laughed. Then he fell silent and looked at me. And this is the first time he laughs.

"If I like girls, it means it'll always be that way."

I'm shocked. You brat! My meaning. Can, yes, she express her feelings as sweet as her snoring. Mataeng me!

"Continue, Mimi?"

His sparkling eyes vanished. I feel guilty.

"I'll never leave until he's completely left me."

"Why don't you wait?"

"I know him better than anyone. He won't betray what he says."

"Agod, me!"

What did Mimi say? Farewell forever?

I'm thinking hard.

"I know you're good, you're just deliberately acting fierce, let me stop, right?" Natan smiles. "I can accept it, I'll accept you for who you are, also about economic status.saw, boarding, eating, family, everything."

Very tantalizing. Make me fester. Where does Natan know? Then what am I waiting for? She's handsome, rich, and kind, why can't I love her yet? Not to mention, Natan is also a sales person who works in MLM!

But ... The biggest problem is me, I will be the antagonist in Natan's life, so the third person!

"Fuck the neighbors. Are they going to feed you, pay your bills, water bills, electricity, wifi, and live?" Natan hissing. He was still whispering, in a calm tone, even though his words were actually rude.

I'm nodding. Right too. "But, married to this kind of desire, we won't be happy."

Natan fell silent.  Take off her proud brown cardigan, then she covers me. I stood up straight. Put it over his head swiftly.

"You're cold, so I'm covered."

"What?! Hot knows!" I'm just fanning myself. Though honestly it was cold, wearing wet clothes from earlier, let alone blown by the wind. I was just deliberately fierce to let him give up, and avoid the man mode. But—

"I promise you'll like me."

Well, what is this conversation? Too melow! I'm gonna puke! You're on the wrong target, Tan!

And from now on, I hardened the heart of the stone head to Natan.

Nathan is the second Mimi. June is an ori product. Possessing property that seems like the same. Of course I'm more hopeful of the ori. Sometimes I'm grateful to be able to stay in that shabby boarding house, get to know them, especially there the competition is thin. Besides Mimi, I'm the only young girl who survived, all of them wrinkled mothers who now have families.

I also shook my head. What was I thinking?

"Ri, I go inside first, yeah?"

I was amazed, "You want to pray?"

Natan smiled clumsily, "You go back."

I swallowed spit. "Pissing? You went to the mosque just to piss?" I gawk. Ill feell's. Nathan scratched

chief. I can only shake my head. Scribble him off the list of potential mates!