Chapter 2 Consider

Kinar did not know - or understand - the difference between unregistered marriages and marriage contract. Only in outline. A siri marriage is where the marriage is legal in religion but not registered with the state. Meanwhile, contract marriage is a time-bound marriage where there is a grace period. And from what Kinar has encountered, several couples have entered into contract marriages for whatever reason.

What Kinar is currently experiencing is a dead end. After meeting with the CEO where his new book had to be signed in order to be published, it was actually stuck due to the owner's behavior.

There was not much Kinar could do other than stay in the corner of his boarding room and contemplate. His breathing was heavy. His head was full and the pain came instantly. Kinar's eyes were also heavy but he refused to close them.

"I will guarantee your life. If you agree, we sign the agreement that I have determined."

Anan Pradipta's words continued to ring in his ears and Kinar's head was increasingly gripped by pain. Rich people are indeed that free in their actions. Arrogant and arbitrary. The money they have can do anything and buy what they want. Including other people's lives.

"Money? You don't have to worry. You just need to contractually marry me, serve me and welcome me on certain days for us to meet. You don't even have to live in your boarding house anymore."

Isn't it obvious that Kinar has been stalked all this time?

Hoih, just imagining it gives Kinar goosebumps. Moreover, the word 'serve' here makes Kinar's brain run everywhere. Kinar is not stupid. He also understood where this was going. And if that really happened, it would not be impossible for Kinar to do his duties as a wife even if it was only a contract marriage.

"My wife likes you."

There was a happy twinkle that Anan radiated from his face when involving his wife and Kinar was increasingly not understanding the way these two couples thought. How cute is that?

"She wants you to be her sister in marriage."

Original, Kinar still clearly recorded the smile Anan showed him. But why did it have to be him among so many women? Why does it have to be Kinar who is mediocre and a nobody when his wife can find a more qualified woman.

Kinar also wanted to get married. He wants to have a life filled with stories with his partner. But if the concept is a contract marriage, Kinar's tongue is tongue-tied to say a word. It was not part of his life goals nor was it his will. Unfortunately, it was God's will.

Kinar sighed once more. His buttocks, which were sitting on the edge of the bed, began to move. Thinking too much, Kinar's stomach demoed from hunger. Unfortunately, earlier when upon meeting Anan, Kinar did not have time to order food or eat anything in the cafe.

Kinar's focus was entirely on Anan's offer of a contract marriage. And again, the nominal amount and the guarantee of his life, Kinar began to be tempted. But his brain was still sane or rather not. Kinar was reluctant to live a dramatic life like the content in his novels. Kinar wanted to get married legally and on the right track. Kinar also wants to live and be part of the story with the person he wants.

Accepting Anan's offer was the same as selling himself, right?

Shaking his head, Kinar immediately sat on the floor of his boarding room. During the day the atmosphere of his boarding environment was fairly quiet. Besides all the residents are employees, other activities are always busy at night. The Bandung area near alun-alun was always crowded in the late afternoon.

Kinar opened the rubber wrapper of his nasi padang. This was his breakfast and lunch, rationed. Taking Anan's offer really drained his energy. In fact, the answer is only yes or no, which is unfortunately detrimental to Kinar. Forward hit, backward hit.

The mouthful after mouthful of rice that entered Kinar's mouth and ended up in his stomach did not take his mind off Anan's offer. Now Kinar is considering carefully. About the advantages and disadvantages and the journey ahead.

Let's say Kinar is greedy, but the need for his survival also needs to be considered. If accepting Anan makes his life better, it's not a mistake, right?

Let's say Kinar is just lucky to be invited to marry a wealthy businessman. Don't care about other people's judgment. After all, we live for ourselves. Although globally there are views of people who judge our actions. But who wouldn't be tempted? Kinar did not deny that he wanted to depend on Anan. Even if it's only as a siri wife - let's say that - there are certainly many benefits that Kinar will reap for his future. It could be that Kinar's writing career will flourish. Who knows, right about someone's fate.

It's different with Anan, who is already sitting comfortably in his oversized chair. Several portraits sent by Teguh - his trusted assistant - took up all his time. The scorching midday heat is a rare occurrence in Bandung.

Anan scanned Kinar's photos one by one. Beautiful, Anan admitted, and sweet despite her barbaric demeanor. Anan's semiliterate smile rose as he recalled some snippets of his conversation with Kinar a few hours ago. This was the first time Anan had a headache in taking action for his wife. And only Kinar openly rejected his offer.

"Can you prepare an apartment unit for me?"

Teguh stared for a while then nodded and recorded his boss's wishes in the notebook he always carried with him. The tall man with his 175 height and jet black hair was Anan's employee since two years ago.

"Do you need a luxury type or origin?"

"Luxury."

Teguh immediately searched his trusted property page. There were many options on it and Teguh immediately handed Anan his tablet.

"This one has closer access to everywhere, sir." Just a suggestion from Teguh. Just as Teguh's mouth was about to open to share more information, it was forced to shut again at Anan's question.

"Kinar, what do you think?"

"Yes?" Teguh was taken aback and scratched his neck. "Ms. Ivana really likes Ms. Kinar, that means she's the most suitable choice for you."

Anan nodded and rubbed his chin.

Ivana Wijaya was indeed unique. There were times when Anan regretted God's destiny that had brought him together with Ivana and even had to be bound in domestic life. Unfortunately, the desires of the heart are not human to control. When God's intervention has taken over, what can Anan do?

"Is it me who is too greedy or Ivana who is less grateful?"

Teguh felt awkward hearing what his boss was saying. This was not a new case for Anan and his wife. Old employees who had worked under Anan also knew what problems his family was facing. The bottom line was that Teguh had nothing to say but to be a good listener.

"I like this one." Anan returned the tablet to Teguh after telling him which apartment she wanted. "Take care of it as soon as possible."

Teguh nodded and left Anan's room. His breathing loosened. This was not Teguh's problem but his head hurt thinking about it.

"It's hard to live a rich man's life."

If Teguh were Ivana, what Teguh would do is enjoy what her husband has decided. Unfortunately, a woman's perfection is not judged by her compliance alone.