My Match With Him
Debates

Arriving at the restaurant, Jackson was getting excited. He pulled out a chair for Richela to sit down. Ordered a food menu for Richela. Not only that, he also took a side dish for Richela. Jackson made Richela like a queen to serve.

“You shouldn't have to be like this, Jack!” Richela shook her head to see Jackson serving her.

“Oh come on Richela! Think of it as a way I celebrate our meeting,”, Jackson said after picking up a side dish for Richela.

“Ya-ya thank you,” Richela said resignedly.

“Sama-sama,”

Richard just silently looked at it and chose to start eating it. He doesn't care what Richela does.

Richela and Jackson also immediately started their meal. As the meal went on, nothing else happened. The three of them were busy enjoying their meals. Eventually the three of them finished eating.

“I want to go to the toilet first!” richard exclaimed at Richela who immediately replied with a nod of his head.

Richard walked away from there. Leaving Richela and Jackson alone in the VVIP dining room.

“Heem Richela!” Jackson cleared his throat lightly making Richela who was drinking, stare at him.

“What's up?” ask Richela after drinking.

“What is your relationship with Presider Richard? Looks like your relationship is unusual,” asks Jackson back. He could no longer resist asking that question.

“We are in a match,” Richela replied easily. Jackson was shocked, in disbelief

“What!? In matchmaker!?” screeched Jackson involuntarily slightly shouted.

“Why? You get surprised like that,” Richela asked innocently. He doesn't realize that Jackson's putting his feelings on him.

“Not—nothing. You've been in a relationship with him for a long time?” jackson's stuttering tried to calm his shock.

“Iya it's been a while but I refused this matchmaking. Then my grandfather asked me to be Richard's secretary for 3 months. The goal is to make me feel for her. If the 3 months are up but I still have no feelings for Richard, this matchmaking is canceled!” obviously Richela, instantly made Jackson breathe a sigh of relief.

“Fiuhhh nice,” Jackson breathed a sigh of relief and stroked his chest.

“What's good?” ask Richela

“Ba—goodlah because you will not be forced to marry. I know you are the type of person who does not want to marry without love,” replied Jackson stuttered. Where could he possibly be saying his feelings now to Richela.

`It is good that you do not accept this matchmaking. At least I still have a chance to get you, unnerved inner Jackson

“Iya right,” Richela reply allowed.

Jackson smiled at it. She has loved Richela since she first met. No wonder that his reaction was initially surprised when he heard Richela in a match with Richard. Then breathe a sigh of relief and pleasure because it has a chance to get Richela.

“If it's done, we go home now!” richard's voice succeeded in making Jackson not so reply Richela's words.

“Alright, let's go home!” richela stood up from her seat. Jackson nodded in agreement and also immediately stood up.

Richela, Richard and Jackson walk out of the VVIP dining room. Then go to the cashier for a bit to pay for the food. After paying, the three of them walked out of the restaurant.

“Your assistant pick up?” richela asked Jackson, when he was at the door of the restaurant.

“Iya. Get him there!” jackson replied pointing towards his assistant who was standing next to his car.

“Good. Then you go straight home and rest. Oh yeah reduce your bad temper! A young and handsome actor like you, should have a good nature. I prefer men like that,” unexpectedly, Richela stroked Jackson's head. Treat him like his own brother.

“Good,” Jackson nodded quickly. He was happy to get such a sweet treatment.

“I go home first. Thanks for dinner, Presider Richard! See you later!” jackson said before leaving Richela and Richard there.

Richela and Richard were still squinting at him. “It looks like you won't like me because you already have people you like,”

“Means om?” Richela looked puzzledly at Richard.

“I mean easy. You already have a person you like,” Richard walked away leaving Richela who was still digesting what he meant.

“I already have someone I like? Who?” richela thought she was confused. A few minutes later he realized something and immediately ran after Richard.

“Don't tell me you think I like Jackson!”continue guessing.

“Do you think?” richard asked flatly as he walked into the car whose door was open.

“Yes I think this is wrong. I don't like Jackson,” Richela replied no less flat. He sat himself in a chair, next to Richard's.

“Then what about you earlier?” Richard questioned Richela's remarks to Jackson.

“My last word was on Jackson? What's wrong with saying that. I like guys who don't have bad temper. But that doesn't mean I like Jackson,” Richela said.

“You think I believe?” richard's asking made Richela tick.

“Ck om is a Presider who is famous for his intelligence. How can it be stupid about distinguishing between feelings of like and limited to the word,” Richela clucked annoyed.

“You dare call me stupid!?” Richard stared intently at Richela.

“Emang fact is stupid,” Richela stared cynically at Richard.

“You—”

“What the hell is om? Can't take it as stupid?” sidelines Richela, before Richard finishes his speech.

“Eatya do not just say it! If I like it, I might agree to my grandfather's proposal. I can immediately cancel our match. I continue to marry him. Stupid in pet!” he continued with a ketus.

“As of you!” in the end Richard lost against Richela in an argument.

“Emang is up to me! If it's up to you, I don't want to!” richela turned her face away. He looked out the window in annoyance.

`This effect if om already aging but still alone. Can't tell the difference between the feeling of liking and liking! Grandpa why did you set me up with him? Flat-faced, stupid too! Complete really package,` inner Richela

“Do not occasionally curse me in your heart!” richard's Reprimand to Richela.

“Heh why am I cursing om? It's not important!” desih Richela put on an annoyed look.

Richard did not reply anymore. He focused on looking out the window. It felt very lazy to continue arguing, as well as Richela felt. The two of them did not talk to each other again during the journey. Finally, he arrived at the Vilhelm house. The two of them got off still not talking to each other and went straight to their respective rooms.

In Richard's room

Richard had finished cleaning himself, at exactly 9 p.m. Now he is lying in his bed. His eyes are still wide open. Richard would not be able to sleep as quickly as he usually does. He has been suffering from insomnia since the tragedy 13 years ago. The tragedy was none other than her abduction and being locked up in a closed place. Usually Richard would have imagined it every night but now it's different. His mind kept Richela in mind, especially the events of last night.

Where the incident occurred Richard fell asleep peacefully hugging him. Even Richela's body scent still smelled on her bed. Richard smelled a scent that had been opium on his nose all this time.

“Shittt! Why would I imagine what happened last night?” as Richard realized.

Richard tried to shake off the shadow of what happened last night. He began to close his eyes. Wishing to go to bed soon and pull over imagine that. Slowly the scent of Richela's body still on the mattress, began to make her drift away. Drowning in dreams in the subconscious.