Forced to Marry My Maid's Son
Fiesta

Akhyar stared at the clothes attached to Andina's body. Nothing is strange. Everything seems normal as usual. Everything Andina wears comes from a well-known brand. The salary earned by Akhyar from his job at the restaurant yesterday is not necessarily enough to buy a set of Andina clothes.

“What's wrong?” ask Akhyar, don't understand.

Andina grunts. He hastened his steps.

Akhyar's forehead shriveled. He followed Andina. The door to the car for the woman.

“What did you mean? What you wear is fine. All looks normal,” Akhyar said after they were in the car.

“Why are you so hard to understand, Akhyar? I heard your GPA is the highest in this department.”

“Ya, explain first. You see, from my glasses, everything looks fine.”

Andina sighed. “You saw the clothes I was wearing. I've never worn this loose-fitting shirt. Why am I wearing clothes like this? Because I'm pregnant, Akhyar. My stomach's growing. And I don't want everyone to know that. His spare for now. I don't want.”

Now, Akhyar understands. The clothes that Andina wore were new. However, the woman never wears clothes that are too loose. His stomach will be clearly visible if he wears clothes as usual.

“Then, how now? I already told you ‘iya’ earlier. Or, I just told Monica we didn't come.”

With a lazy face, Andina rolled her eyes. “Company me to the mall now. I'll get some clothes to go to the party. We may not come. Can-can, Monica will always discuss the problem later.”

Because Akhyar admitted this was his fault, he followed Andina's will. Instead of going home, he drove the woman to the mall. He always walked behind Andina, making sure the woman he was guarding did not fall.

An hour or so, Akhyar and Andina drove around the mall. Checking one by one store, looking for clothes that suit Andina's wishes.

“Do we need to search to another mall?”

Andina tousled waist. He's getting tired. However, none of the stores in the mall provide clothes that suit their tastes.

“Ndon't need. I'll take the existing one only.” Andina walked out of the store she was in now, then returned to the store they had visited half an hour ago.

Finally, Andina picked up the dress that was closest to her taste. The black dress. Of course with a larger size than usual. She hoped the dress could hide what had happened to her.

After choosing clothes, they went home.

Akhyar really felt the change in Andina's attitude. The woman who used to give orders, now seems to want to try as hard as possible to do anything on her own. As after paying for the selected dress, Akhyar had offered to bring Andina's grocery bag. But the woman refused.

When viewed from their relationship before the wedding or after the wedding, it was natural that Andina did not talk to him at all. When Bu Nani works at the house of Pak Satrio and Akhyar come to the house, from Andina's gaze every time they meet as if affirming they are in a different caste.

“You only need to last a few months, Akhyar. Not for a year,” Akhyar told himself.

***

The wedding day of her sister Monica arrives. Since morning, Andina repeatedly checked her reflection in the mirror. She made sure everyone who met her later did not know about her pregnancy. He still needs time. Another month or two so that the story can be more accepted by people.

“Are you ready? It's noon.” Akhyar was standing at the door using a full suit. Black suit and pants, white white shirt he wears.

Andina nodded. He took his bag which was placed on the dresser. He then walked first.

“Is there something you want to say?” Akhyar asked after they were in the car. “I don't know everyone at the party. Just tell me if there's anything I can't do there.”

“You already know everything. So, I don't have to explain it anymore.” Andina leaned back. He closed his eyes.

Akhyar taps gas to the party location. The event was held in a hotel ballroom.

Arriving at the location, Akhyar looked around. He could see the difference between the hotel and the White Lotus Hotel. In addition to wedding guests, guests who stayed at the hotel were also passing by in the lobby.

“Do not look kampungan.” Andina warns because Akhyar almost hit someone.

“Sorry. I just want to see why this hotel is more crowded than White Lotus Hotel.”

“Already. Don't think too much. There will be a lot to deal with later on inside. Save your energy.” Andina followed one of the newly arrived group of guests.

Akhyar pursed his lips. He followed behind Andina.

They arrived at the hotel ballroom. There are a lot of guests coming. In order not to get too exhausted, Andina sat down at one of the tables. He sat in the middle of people he did not know.

Andina's college friends have come a lot. They gathered at the table closest to the pelaminan.

Andina hoped that they would not notice her presence. However, only fifteen minutes passed, his two close friends noticed Andina's presence. The two women walked over to the table where Andina was sitting.

“Din, when are you going to campus again?” ask Ratih. “I'm hitching a ride, dong. My car was taken away with my sister. Next week new back.”

“I can't be sure yet. You know, I still have to revise. The graffiti on my script play increased. I won't be able to finish it in this week.” Andina pretended to look frustrated. “Why not ask Laura to pick you up?”

Ratih stared cynically at the woman sitting beside him. “I still want to live a long life. Sitting in the same car as him can shorten my life. You understand what I mean, ‘kan?”

“Hey, you see for yourself. Have I ever had an accident? No, ‘kan? My driving skills do not need you to doubt anymore.” Laura lifted her chin.

“Hei, Andina! We thought you weren't coming.” Surya along with other campus friends began to arrive. The man patted Andina on the shoulder as indeed they were quite familiar.

Andina turned her face away. The scent of Surya's perfume almost made him vomit.

“Akhyar, this is the first time you've been in such a luxurious place, ‘kan? Enjoy as much as possible. Rarely can you be in a fancy place like this. Yes, I know that Mr. Satrio owns the White Lotus Hotel. But, this hotel is much more luxurious than that hotel. You can see the difference, ‘kan?”

Akhyar rolled his eyeballs. He saw Andina was uncomfortable with this conversation.