Love on the verge of suffering
Not a Dream Woman

"Vienna, here!" Dira called his daughter who had just come down from the stairs.

Ghava's eyes were curious about Vienna, where his mother said he would be his wife. Exactly according to Ghava's assumption that his future wife is a woman who is very concerned about the appearance must be perfect, from the use of fitting with the shape of his body and face that people call the term glowing, the term is perfect, emanating perfectly like oil, maybe even if there are mosquitoes attached to the animal will fall slipping because of a slippery face.

Beauitiful? Well, in the eyes of Viennese Ghava is a beautiful woman, a good looking boddy and a graceful appearance, but the shadow of Eina's nature is already emanating from the way she makes and walks. Not like Ghava's dream woman. Beautiful relative importance to her nature, it is Ghava's dream woman. So when his eyes catch the figure of Vienna, he does not like it because the woman looks like arrogant, and also it seems like Vienna is a woman who does not want to touch the kitchen or even just wash the dishes she can not.

Ghava is looking for a wife who can serve her husband, in any case because Ghava can already find his own money and can provide for his future wife if his wife is also busy looking for money. Ghava feared that his role as head of the family would be less appreciated. Ghava wanted a pious wife who understood his primary obligation to be a wife. So looking at Vienna he could have concluded confidently, as sure as he was that the woman now sitting before him gracefully was not the criteria of his wife.

His mind was spinning, how to reject Vienna as his wife. Without alluding, especially Eira, Mamihnya who if disappointed with Ghava others can be affected.

"Wina, you want to work? Coincidentally Ghava your future husband also wants to work, what if you along with him leave. All acquaintances also to be closer. The saying 'Not known to eat not dear' if then you are acquaintances gih, let you love." Eira started playing the role. A classic way in matchmaking.

Ghava let out a rough, panted breath and glanced at his eyes a sign he was lazy past the way he did not dance at all. 'Stupid in matchmaking' only a few percent who succeed, the rest of them will hurt each other survive because of the thought of family feelings and sacrifice their feelings, without living happily. Ghava thought about it as his head began to throb. How he will live it.

"If Vienna wants to die a Aunt, but it seems Ghavanya does not like and does not want to be close to Vienna," Vienna fights with a voice that is made spoiled and sad. Ghava who heard the complaint from the woman who would become her husband immediately goosebumps.

"The girl's horror, the auras of her cowboy and handyman turned the facts around," hissed Ghava in his battery, constantly watching the interaction between women, without wanting to join the roost, said Ghava, although Vienna blatantly nudged herself to react, and opened up the chatter, Ghava was lazy to serve it. If the woman is intelligent, such as the appearance that illustrates that she is a woman whose head is full. Vienna should have known that Ghava's silence was a real rejection, so that he would not have a car with the woman.

"Who says Ghava does not want, the Aunt child is quiet so you better invite first, he is like that if you do not know like jaim." Eira continued to fight for Vienna and Ghava to walk together and approach each other.

"It's so sweet to say. Since when did I become a teacher and keep the image. The feeling from the past that the name Ghava has always been what it is, if I am currently silent means that it is a sign that I am indeed lazy to debate with loe," said Ghava. It seems that he is also currently a bulerasain kidnapped by fairies and brought with him joy, so that he was not at home anymore also than at home with a horrifying environment like this. I know his life.

"Ghava, let's dong you take Vienna on the road, he said earlier you want to go to work," whispered Eira next to the ear of his son who was actually relaxed dead from earlier.

The veil of happiness is visible in the face of Vienna. Maybe in his heart he said 'yes renca I made it'.

After saying goodbye to Eira and Dira Ghava, walk first to his vehicle in the parking lot. Sitting pensively behind the wheel and his brain wandering, thinking about how he was free from routine, pick up his future wife.

The mature man was not a child yesterday afternoon who did not know the next plan he was planning. Once they walk together this time, there will definitely be a way and a feeling of mamihnya to make Vienna and himself walk together again with the purpose of the approach. How to be close if for the feeling alone is not comfortable. That's what Ghava feels today, at the beginning he already feels like in a trap, so to try the difficult approach his heart feels srek.

The sound of the closed car door was not too loud, but it surprised Ghava who thought he was flying, looking for an idea so he could get out of town again, he said, or even he will return to his grandfather's place, and re-train business in the country.

"I'm sorry you had to take me. Aunt Eira has told me a lot about you, and that's why I accepted this match. You don't get angry with me well, because Aunt Eira came and meksa I became your wife, said Aunt Eira only I deserve to be your wife." Vienna started a conversation between them.

Ghava only responded with a laugh. "I just found out that Mamihku was like offering his son like an item," said Ghava, but his eyes remained fixed on the streets of the capital.

"What does she say, force her to be my wife and she's the only woman who deserves to be my wife?" Ghava laughed in his bath, laughing at the overconfident Vienna speech.

"But you want if we get married, I already like you, when I see you at our first sight," added Vienna.

Nyutti... Ghava's head immediately throbbed faster to hear the question of his future wife, already seen how the nature of Vienna, even though they were in the car there were not ten minutes, but Ghava could conclude how the nature of his future wife.

"Where is your workplace? I'm in a hurry to have a miting problem." Ghava switched their chatter, Securing the head from exploding was better.