The Exchanging Soulmate
Dulaun

"Where? You like this one?" amar asked as he showed a ring there was a jewel in the middle.

"Good, Mas, but this is an expensive, cheap substitute, yes," Lisa persuaded.

"It's okay, really. This is the ring that will be our wedding sign."

"Are you sure you want to buy this one?" Lisa tried asking again.

"Yes, sure, let's take it," said Rafli.

"You don't owe me, do you?" Lisa is still not sure.

"No, Lis. Since I started my work I have been struggling. My dream is to make my own home."

"You bought a ring, reduced dong, saving money to make a house."

"Nothing, money can be sought, really."

Lisa smile. "Yes, oh, my mom."

"Sir, wrap this up, yes." Amar asked the officer to wrap the ring.

After that, they left there. While passing through the clothing store, Amar offers Lisa to buy clothes.

"Lis, you want to buy some clothes, don't you?"

"No, Mom, my clothes can still be made, really." Lisa refused.

"What about shoes, or bags?" Amar offered again.

"No need, Mas, mending the money saved. Make our future."

"Yes, yes, oh yes, the invitation I ordered was so, when did it start spreading?"

"That's a big shot, yeah, Mom. Then, we spread it one week before the wedding, just" Lisa said.

"OK," said Amar.

They immediately left the mall. Amar picked up a black matic motorcycle in the parking lot. However, just now that he wanted to revive her, someone called out to him.

"Amar Boss!"

Amar looked at the source of the voice. How surprised he was when he saw the caller was a man in a suit.

Quickly he approached Lisa, told her to go up, then put on her bike.

"Lho, I'm going, anyway. Is he not Amar's boss? Was I wrong, huh? His grandmother said he was abroad again. Maybe just like it was, yeah. There's no way Amar's boss is wearing regular clothes and riding a motorcycle, as far as I know, he can't ride a motorcycle."

On the road, Amar still looks agitated. Every now and then he saw the rearview mirror, he was afraid that the man would follow him. 'It could be bad if Ridwan knew I was gini again, ' his inner self.

"Mas, why the hell are people so nervous?" lisa asked in a slightly screaming voice to be heard by Amar. Understandably, they are on the bike.

"Emm, Anu, I'm going to the toilet" said Amar.

"What?"

"Toilet!" Now Amar's voice is slightly raised to be heard.

"Huh?A monkey? What the hell, doesn't sound!"

"You peed!" shouted Amar.

"Yes!"

"What?"

"Yes! Oh my God, you suddenly suck!"

"Hahaha, your voice is lost in the wind." Lisa chuckled on the speeding motor.

Arriving at the gas station, Amar went straight to the bathroom. Although he was lying, but in fact he wanted to urinate too.

Lisa is waiting on the bike. He watched the motorcycle he was sitting on right now. There are initials on the motor handlebar. "AAA? Mas Amar's initials, huh? Means her full name also starts with the letter A as well" Lisa murmured.

Not long after, Amar returned. From a distance, Lisa could see how handsome and dashing her future husband was.

Tall body strapping, white skin, although it looks sunburned, eyes as sharp as an eagle, lips that are sweet when smiling, dimples, and also flat hair that lined neatly above his head.

For a moment, Lisa's blood rippled. His heart was beating as if he was nervous. "What is this sign? I hung up just because I saw Mas Amar. It's a handsome one, but that's me, that's me, that's it! What the hell!" Lisa brushed off the thoughts she had in her head.

"Why, Lis?" asked Amar when he was on the bike.

"It's okay, Mommy."

Amar nodded as well. He immediately launched his motorbike leaving SPBU. Passing a crowded street of motorists.

Arriving at home, Amar meets Lisa's parents in the living room.

Lisa's parents are shocked when Amar attacks an envelope containing thirty million dollars. And Lisa too. He did not expect Amar to have this much savings.

"Son Amar, is this not wrong? The money is a lot," said Hamid who still left what lay him a table bag.

"No, sir, it's money for our wedding. God willing, this money I collected since I worked for five years."

"But this is too much, son, just save it for your life."

"I still have savings, sir, Buk. This money is indeed intended for my future marriage" said Amar.

"Alhamdulillah then. Yes, we received the money. Your bridal clothes we have ordered, a week before the day H, God willing is finished," said Marni.

"Thank you, Buk, sir." Amar nodded while smiling. After being satisfied with chatting, Amar went home.

"Where, Nduk, have you bought the ring?" ask Marni.

"Udah, Buk, this." Lisa took out a box containing a pair of wedding rings from her bag.

"Well, that's great. Even better than Rafli's, yeah." Marni examines the ring that is still in the box.

"Amar is good, yes, Buk, he is also royal" Hamid said.

"Yes, sir, it turns out he's not as bad as everyone else is talking about. During the shopping period at the traveling vegetable maker, Ms. Nina said that later they married would be miserable because they were both poor." Marni remembers what happened this morning.

"Huh? Miss Nina said that, Buk? So, what did you say?" ask Lisa curious.

"Yes, I said, you can't keep people alive. Ngaca also, his son married five months, was born, immediately he fires a beard."

"Mom shouldn't be. Don't respond too much to people's words" Hamid reminded his wife.

"Yes, how about it again, sir, Mom's ears are hot. The section of Bu Nina is already famous as the cause of gossip here, it is natural to be silenced occasionally. Do not be pressured," said Marni with confidence.

"Well, Mom's great!" Lisa hugged her mother. He is proud to have a mother who stands up for his child. Because, most mothers in the area always tell the ugliness of their own children, no matter what the luck. Only a few always praise their children even if it is not the reality. For example, Mela's mother always boasts of Mela, but in the eyes of the community, Mela is a very lazy woman and does not like to socialize.