
”Olivia wake up Nak!”
Oivia was shocked and sat down. He rubbed his eyes that still wanted to be closed. Understandably all night he cried and just slept at 2 am.
”Yes God is already at 6.” Olivia threw the blanket away and ran straight to the door and opened the door. Sunlight that looked dazzling to the eyes immediately penetrated into the room when Olivia opened the door.
”Sorry Mom I woke up late, I will wash my face first before helping mom wrap food.”
”No need for you to shower and dress up beautiful!”
Olivia scratched her head. It was not usual for the mother to say softly like that. Usually, if Olivia wakes up late, the mother will scream and throw anything that produces a loud sound.
I hope mom keeps sticking the genie.
”Mother is no longer joking, is it?”
”Did mom ever joke with you? As soon as you are independent, I will take you to eat at the restaurant.
Whaaat! Eating at a restaurant? I hope you are not sleeping while walking and the words come out unknowingly.
Olivia thinks her mother is struggling.
”Why are you still dumb? Surprised that I would take you to a restaurant? I realize I never invite you to eat outside while we've been working hard. So, relax first."
Olivia frowned, the woman in front of her now like not her mother.
”So today we do not sell Bu?”
”No, hurry up prepare don't buy time!”
”Good.” Without speaking at length again Olivia immediately rushed to the bathroom located beside the kitchen.
After finishing her bath Olivia immediately put on makeup. She closed her blackened eye bags from not sleeping and cried all night with concealer.
”Is there something that mom told me to dress up pretty? Don't you want to sell me.” Started to think things through because Olivia knew her mother was the queen.
”Oliv, spout dong later we can be late this.”
”Iya Ma'am wait real!" Olivia got up and picked up the bag and went out to meet the mother who was standing waiting at the door.
”Loh, where's the lipstick?”
”No need to ma'am, he said afraid late.” Actually deliberately not so dress pretty so as not to attract the attention of men. Olivia still suspects her mother is willing to sell herself.
"Where and what's right, I give you 15 minutes!"
Finally Olivia sat down again and put lipstick on her lips because she did not want the disease of her mother who likes to grab hair when she denied her orders would be crushed again.
”Try see!”
Olivia.
”Sweet, but her cheeks are pale love a little blush!"
Olivia took a deep breath. Just eat hard he thought. Olivia doesn't like to dress up. She was forced to buy cosmetic equipment because at the school breakup a few months ago was required to dress up because all graduating students were required to take the stage and her friends would dress up all.
She does not want to be different from her own friends and feel embarrassed too if every time there is an event at school always hitchhiking make up on her friends.
”Already.” Olivia stand.
”Try mom see!”
Olivia reluctantly looked at the mother.
"Good, perfect and beautiful."
Olivia smiled, rather a forced smile.
”We leave now!”
They came out of the house walking in tandem. In front of the house they were waiting for a taxi.
”We take a taxi Bu?”
”Iya.”
”Why not just ride angkot so the cost is cheaper?”
”Have you no need to think, all is the responsibility of mother.”
Alright. Olivia didn't speak anymore. He was silent with a million questions in his chest. I hope that suspicion is not true. After all, the mother of her biological child is not it impossible to sell her own child to a striped man?
An hour later, they arrived at a restaurant. Aguarius restaurant is the most complete and luxurious restaurant in the city.
”Didn't mom already say no need to ask again. Just shut up and enjoy what is and most importantly follow the will of the mother, then you will be happy.”
Olivia gulps. Since when did her mother prioritize her happiness. There she will sacrifice Olivia for her own pleasure.
"You order the food you want!" the mother's orders to Olivia.
A waiters came and brought a menu book and thrust it in front of Olivia.
Olivia was wide-eyed when reading the price of each menu listed, she was sure her mother would not be able to pay for a single menu in the restaurant.
”Why bengong?”
”This mom is vegetable kale only price–”
”Ngapain order kale? Don't you get tired of eating vegetables every day? Let me order here!” Grabbing the menu book and ordering the menu as he pleased.
”No more Bu?”
”No Mas, maybe for a while quite first."
Olivia shook her head to see her mother ordering several menus at once. In the heart is already stupefied will just run away after enjoying the ordered dishes.
No waiting for long for the order to arrive. 3 People walked towards them.
Marisa's mother lets the three sit down while Olivia is stunned to see the man she once saw in a park chatting with her best friend and telling her Olivia's a village girl.
"How are you, Marisa?"
The half-old man reached out to Olivia's mother and they shook hands.
"Good."
"It's nice to see you again" said the man's wife."
"It's nice to see you too, Ms. Wati."
Marisa nodded with a sweet smile that continued to decorate on her lips.
"This is your daughter?"
Marisa nodded and nudged the shoulder of Olivia who was currently unfocused due to being too miscellaneous-minded.
"This is what Nak Reza is called?"
"Yes Ris."
"Okay pretty too" Wati said.
"Ah yes." Olivia reached out and introduced herself to the couple. However, she was reluctant to shake Reza's hand when the man reached out to her.
"Beautiful too when dressing up, but dear expensive selling snobs," inner Reza.
Marisa glared at Olivia for not accepting Reza's hand. Seeing the mother glaring at finally Olivia was forced to accept the hand of the man she did not like.
"Reza."
"Olivia."
"You guys are a really compatible couple" Wati said.
"Please sit!" marisa's orders.
They all sat down including Olivia and Marisa who had to stand up to welcome the three.
"How did Ris talk to your daughter?"
"Tomi Barata has agreed" replied Marisa.
Of course Olivia was shocked because her mother never talked to her about anything except her sale.
"Good then. I hope they are fooled."
Deg.
Olivia's heart skipped a beat when she heard the word matchmaking coming out from the mouth of the middle-aged man sitting before her.
"What is the sign that I will be betrothed?" Olivia is flat-footed, she really doesn't like the guy in front of her right now. Reza is starting to like Olivia.
Seriate.