Random Marriage with the Enemy
Prologues

Melissa Scholastika, a high school boy who has a sweet and firm level. As well, his thick eyebrows became the hallmark of a Melissa. But, his attitude was not as firm as his appearance. She was the most careless and stupid girl Ilham knew.

Ilham Khanafi, Melissa's archenemy for the past ten years. Inspiration is the laziest person to see Melissa, the fool.

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"When can you touch my stuff?" scold the guy in a gray white uniform to a girl named Melissa.

The aura of hostility was clearly obvious from the gelagat both. They looked at each other while displaying similarly horrifying expressions.

The girl named Melissa who was still riding the boy's motorcycle shined a sharp spotlight on Ilham, the owner of the motorbike he was currently riding.

"Gue didn't touch, yeah. I just sit." Humping her legs, Melissa answered Inspiration's question casually.

"Lo's riding my bike, right?" His eyes are getting sharp.

"Can just ride," to Melissa.

"Here, you get down!"Melissa's eyes shot sharply at Inspiration.

"Gue won't!" rejecting raw.

"Down!"

"Lazy!"

The guy's hands clenched hard, he was already on the black.

Inspiration pulled Melissa's hand so hard that a groan of pain could be heard from the girl.

"Aww!" his hisses were in pain, as his smooth knees landed on the rough tiles. "Lo's so rude!" bawdy.

Don't care.

Ilham's motor drove fast, leaving a thin puff of smoke from the exhaust of the motor.

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The hustle and bustle of the city and the puff of smoke from the traffic of vehicles pollute the air that Melissa breathes.

He saw a taxi and a taxi driver parked at their base, but he did not want to ride one of them because he did not have a penny.

He just hung around on the road with his knees blistering and slightly turning blue. Wishing a miracle would come near him. But what he was waiting for did not come.

"Yourf!" His breathing is rough.

The incident ten minutes ago did indeed make him rise in blood.

He was really sorry to ask for help with her. He just asked for help to get home. But, with his haughty nature he refused a small request from Melissa who at that time did not have a penny to pay the motorcycle taxi.

About twenty minutes, he finally set foot on the porch of his house.

Not to be aware, when he had entered his house he was surprised by the arrival of this hostess, aka his own mother.

"Why just got home?" ask Mother Reski while turning her back to challenge her son.

"So Mel...." Not yet Melissa continued, her mother had interrupted her speech so she only put on a resigned face.

"Mother has said that it was on time to go home. Want to go home, want to leave you always late," said mother Reski emphasized the word 'always' in the sentence. "Why is it too late?"

"Yes, that Mel...." Again.

"Already! There are not many reasons, it's better to just go, change clothes," he said

"Yes, bun."

Mother Reski even snatched away ignoring her without having seen the wound on her daughter's knee.

When he arrived in his room, he immediately expressed his frustration at an object that he considered sacred. That is a photo of Inspiration that he attached to the wall, and made it a target board.

"Ilham's Basis!" Three arrows of his toy have been stuck on his target board. "When did you stop interrupting my life anyway? Not tired what are you?"

"Huf."

Melissa dropped her body right on her mattress, hoping to ease her emotions a little.

Look at the ceiling of his room filled with Japanese cartoons. Anime movie from Sakura country never disappoints. Several times he watched, not impressed boring. In fact, his bookcase is almost full of comics he likes. And the movie he had stored on his hard drive.

"I'd rather watch anime than stress."

By walking out of his room, he took his laptop to watch outside the house on the front bench of his house.

With a quick movement, he immediately sat down and immediately watched the film.

Not far from Melissa's house, a guy was holding her head. Giddy.

"It was this afternoon even told to sleep, which is only a moment. Fresh no, dizzy yes." Ilham clucked in annoyance.

Melissa laughed loudly at the anime she was watching. "Natsu's! Boing-boing." He laughed almost crying.

"Woi!" shouts of Inspiration from the front of his house, precisely from next to Melissa's house.

"Ck, malesin," he lamented, seeing Ilham walking towards him.

Rarely did the enemy approach his enemy, especially if it did not disturb the girl's life.

"According to you?" ask Melissa with a song face.

Melissa's facial water has been very unfriendly, because now she is dealing with a very annoying person. Naturally he replied to his question with a ketus, let alone his knee blisters because of the actions of the man who is currently standing in front of him.

"Lo's not tired of watching anime keeps ha? Got what?" tanya Ilham.

The words of the guy never did not work out to make Melissa go up in blood.

"Can be happy," spontaneously Melissa replied.

"Curtain! Your humor is just 'boing-boing'." Ilham chuckled mockingly.

Melissa kicked down the table that was in front of her. "Lo is why? Disturbing my life continues, not bored what? Not tired? Your work only disturbs people's lives!" Melissa couldn't stand the Ilham behavior that felt most right. Many times he could bear it, but now he could not stand it anymore.

"Well?"

"Lo wants to be my enemy, right? Okay, we're enemies!" Melissa immediately left after saying that, leaving behind Inspiration.

"We are the enemy!You neighbors!" her shout, made Melissa hold back her anger again.

"Lo neighbor!" melissa replied at her doorstep.

Inspiration hissed furiously along with closing the door of Melissa's house loudly.

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Tonight is Sunday night, it means the time to watch the anime is extended until tomorrow. Melissa was ready to see the movie.

Tok to tok.

"Yes." Yeah." Melissa stopped her activities. "Yes, bun."

"What do you want?" ask Mother Reski, looking at the contents of Melissa's room.

"Watch."

"Here,watch it later. Come on now come down with mom." Mother Reski pulls Melissa's hand.

"Eh, but what do you want?"

"Already, come!" Without answering, Reski's mother again pulled Melissa's hand.

Wanna do some shit? Ck!

Melissa just obeyed her mother's words to come down. I don't know what he will tell Melissa, if you don't tell him to accompany him to watch television then it means to have him buy food at the stall.

Melissa already understood this nature of the bunch.

But, Melissa's eyes puffed up when she saw Ilham and his family in her house. In the living room, people usually visit.

"Mel," call Reski's mother who sees her son just standing up and daydreaming.

"Hm?" shocked Melissa.

"Sit Mel, here." Mother Reski patted the empty seat right next to her.

Melissa said, listening to her parents' words while not stopping staring at this cynical guy in front of her.

Arif, the father of Ilham cleared his voice, for something he was about to say. "So, we came here to propose to your daughter as our daughter-in-law."

Like being struck by lightning, Melissa was shocked half to death to hear this speech by Arif. He looked confusedly at Arif who had just said something strange to everyone.

Melissa immediately denied Arif's request. "What do you mean, om? Melissa married Ilham? No, no, no. We're...,"

"Mell!" Ibnu, Melissa's father immediately cut off Melissa's extremely disrespectful speech.

Mother Reski sat her son down, letting her husband do the talking.

"Mel" called Ibn's father to his son who would weep. "Listen first, I want to talk."

Melissa clasped her arms tightly, she was very sure of what would happen later if her father had spoken to her like this.

Melissa looked at her father, who was holding her shoulder.

"If you get married later, you don't have to work anymore, your husband will support you, son," explained his father, who even made Melissa's chest more tight.

How could his own father give up his son with someone he did not love at all, even he hated the man so much.

Melissa was crying too, no one would care about her.

"We want to establish a relationship, ma ya." Ayu, Arif's wife responded to her husband's remarks kindly. "Well, maybe after we become a family. We're gonna get closer. So, do you have a nice family?" asked Arif waiting for an answer.

Like it never happened, Melissa's words ignored everyone who was here. He just looked down, spilling his sense of regret. Without wanting to see the faces he currently dislikes.

"You mother would, Melissa would, wouldn't you, Mel?" Melissa gasped when she heard the words of her mother.

Of course he does not want to, he will not want to accept applications from men who often make him cry. But, now to breathe true hearing was very difficult. The feeling of tightness completely pierced his chest at this moment.

Seriate.