The Fake Couple
Our position is the same.

The cold morning because the rain all night made Vrinda sleep very well.

“Vrindaaaaaaaa, Wake up! It's 11 in the afternoon. Worth your rezeky taken chicken, not just rezeky, your soul mate was in another person's tilep if you wake up always bad luck !” My mother screamed from the bottom of the house

Of course that was the talk that Vrinda always heard every day in her house.

Hi, my name is Vrinda Reimelda. I am the 1st of 2 children. I'm already heading 3 heads in a few months. I am single and I can say unemployed. I have almost 2 years of this I do not work because of something. My parents are retired in one of the famous BUMN Companies in Indonesia. And my brother named Dilla works at one of the Banking companies in Jakarta. I and I are 5 years old. I can say that I am the only burden on the family in this house. Yes, I am very conscious and aware of that. You could say because every day I always get a spiritual flush from my mother about work and marriage. My mother wants me to get married so that their responsibilities as parents can be transferred to my husband later. But that doesn't mean they don't love me. This is like a tradition of thinking most Indonesians should get married before the age of 30. If not you will be a gossip of your family and neighbors as a spinster.

Why am I still single now ? There's a reason behind that. And for now I can't tell you.

It doesn't mean I'm ugly. I can say physical and my face is very attractive. I have a slightly chubby oval face, long straight waist-length black hair and a slim but full body. My height is about 157cm and white skin should be Indonesian in general. And my trademark, I like to wear a hat. Maybe because I feel comfortable when my head and eyes are closed. As if other people don't recognize me that easily.

I also have 2 friends who have been successful since High School. His names are Icha and Ima. We are always the three of us wherever we go. I never felt awkward about telling them any stories.

The introduction is quite first, we continue to the follow-up story yes.

“Iya maaah.” I have heard several times the screams that will not stop before I speak.

I went down to the bottom of the house to meet the mother who was preparing lunch. Oh yes, my parents' house is quite big. Because this house is one of the savings from their work as employees in SOE Companies for decades before they retire. And my room is upstairs.

“Mama ask please buy terasi diwarung mbo yem in front of the complex yes. Spout there!” my mother said with a slightly pushy intonation.

“Iya, I take the jacket first yes.” go up again to the room while yawning because it is still sleepy.

This is my daily activity. Because there has been no call to work I became a part-time laborer in my own home.

After picking up the jacket and taking the groceries, I immediately went out to buy terasi diwarung mbo Yem in front of the complex. I also don't miss wearing a white hat.

And after I finished buying terasi, I stopped by the mini market near the stall to make nilep a little change. As usual I like to drink yakult so every chance I always buy. Exit from Mini Market. I need to hang out at the table prepared by Mini Market. While drinking yakult I tried browsing about job vacancies on mobile phones. Yes already 3 months I started spreading job applications again to various companies. But because of my age who is already young again this is so really difficult for me to have a chance to be called an interview.

Again fun browsing while drinking, Not long later there is a tall guy sitting in front of my desk while drinking canned coffee that he bought also from Mini Market here.

I was looking at it with 1 eye so I was not focused on her. And in my heart I spontaneously said.

“Totally this guy, my type is really anjir!”

Suddenly the guy looked at me with a strange look for quite a long time. Which spontaneously makes me re-wiggle to my glass screen.

“Lo Vrinda SDN 56 isn't it?” Said the guy in front of me.

“It is so true! Elo who?" I said with half a shout. I am very reprimanded by handsome men anjir.

“Gue Rio! temen SD lo, want not ?”

“Rio?" My brain immediately travels back in time.

“Aish! He's Rio who used to have a heavy crush on me in SD and I always run klo he me. Because he used to be a real child mommy who also likes snot in school” said I dalem hati. But is this really the Rio I used to know? It's unbelievable that this is the Rio I used to know.

“Ah yes I remember. But you really are that old Rio ? Which neighbor is the same me ? Who often snot in school, right ? Who likes to cry in class klo scolded teacher fitting can not answer the question ?”

“Hahahaha ! Lo inget bad-worst I only turned out.” sahut rio while laughing crazily.

So Rio this is my SD temen. He used to be my neighbor who was also my 1st school. Go and go to school always on foot. Because our school is very close to home. But ever since Rio said he likes me. I became angry and never played with Rio again. If you ask why ? I also don't remember. Because at that time we were still 5th grade SD.

Short story. Graduated from Elementary School, Rio's parents moved to Batam City and Rio also attended school there. Until now, I never heard from him again.

“Oh Yes Vrin. How are you doing ? I now move to Jakarta and I happen to be assigned an office to survey the area around here. I can't believe it's changed a lot here."

I just answered with a nod. Because so far it really feels stiff because it has not met for a long time.

"Who is married?” Rio's question made me quite surprised. Because that's the question I'm most hindarin.

“Not yet. Lo gmn's? Your wife's child is following you to Jakarta as well?” Reflexes are back.

“ Hemmm I'm not married either. Yesterday I was really focused on learning to do my current job. And finally my efforts are not in vain”. I am so sorry for it.

"Lo why aren't you married yet ? Are you busy working too ?" Asked Rio to me.

“Not really. I'm not too busy."

"That's yeah. How are your parents? They are healthy, right ?" Rio asked who was writhing my face changed when asked about marriage and work.

"good. How are your parents?"

"My parents' news is good too Vrin. They still live in Batam because my father still works there".

And for a while we both stayed quiet for quite a while.

"Yes, I live in an apartment alone."

"Lo's girlfriend didn't come to Jakarta ?"

"Gue doesn't have a girlfriend. How about you ?"

Shock me. I didn't think she was single. Though he falls into the category of good looking and well established.

"Why ? Are you that busy for a girlfriend's nyari ?"

"Not that either. It's just the scope of my friendship is only limited to the scope of work."

"How about you? There's no way you don't have a candidate now?"

"No have. I am even in a difficult position. Because my parents started to tell me to get married as soon as possible." I asked with a long sigh.

"Maybe because you're a woman Kali Vrin. But I am too. Since I moved to Jakarta. Nyokap I asked me to find a partner so that there is someone to take care of during my stay here he said".

How many minutes do we live each other's grief.

“Rio! What if we both got married?"

"This means. We are both single, full of pressure from our parents as well. We can both profit dong klo we both marry.”

Rio was silent about my words.

"Haha. I think my idea is crazy! Yes, it seems like my idea is pretty crazy. Haha. Lupain is that." I try to laugh for fear of rejection.

“OKE I WANT!" Sahut Rio then.

And I was silent to say Rio want to marry me. Between problems resolved or confused next I have to do. Because it's too impromptu to be serious.

And the next day.

“Excuse me Om aunt. Introduce me Rio.” Said Rio while shaking hands with my mother and father.

“This is Rio our neighbor first. Who used to pass SD he moved to Batam.” I'm standing next to Rio.

“Rio? Which son is Missi's?"

"Yes aunty"

"How are you? How are you with your mom ? Where do you live now?"

“Good news aunt. I moved to Jakarta alone. My parents are still in Batam because my father still has a job there."

"Who's Rio in Jakarta?" Momentarily my mother went to the level of nirvana.

"I live alone in Jakarta aunt".

"So Rio's not married yet?"

"Yes aunty, and I came here to meet you all want to ask permission to marry Vrinda."

Both of my parents were on gawking and speechless. They shock their long-term boyfriend suddenly proposed to a cute guy today.

" What do you really want to marry Vrinda? When did you guys get it? Aunt never knew. If really yes, same aunt Om really-gener ngerestuin. Because this is a very aunty moment and om wait-wait.” Said my mother with teary eyes and was accompanied by a nod to my father's head which signaled his agreement. My father was a lot of quiet. And my mother is the real spokesperson.

“Kalo Om and Aunt agree, 1 week I will bring my Mother and Father back here for the date of the wedding and officially say Vrinda.” Rio said with great conviction.

Behind their conversation, why is my heart pounding hearing Rio ask my parents for approval for my marriage. This is not a marriage based on mutual love, but on the basis of agreement. Oh Vrinda, wake up! Even though this is not with the person I love the most you are not looked down upon because they are not married and just a burden on the family.

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And the day after Rio's permission to my parents has passed. I don't know how Rio talked to his parents. Will I be approved or not. He just said I should take care of it.

And during that week I chatted with Rio to make the next plan but pure discuss the family meeting plan and the determination of the wedding date. We agreed to the wedding all borne by Rio because Rio the party who is now working. Hehe.

And during this week my mother shared information with my beloved neighbors and family if I would get married. An information that makes my mamak so up-leaf in this complex.

"Eh her son Miss Rossa the Vrinda is finally married!" That's about the most discussed head line news for complex mothers this week.

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