You Are My Favorite Sin

Bara looked tired from being king all day long. Sitting and standing every moment receiving congratulations from the guests can be made him tired.

Bara glanced at Dila, his wife. Dila also looked very tired. Bara felt pain for himself seeing Dila wearing such a large suntiang on her head.

Fortunately in the afternoon, they will change into their traditional Koto Gadang clothes so that Dila didn't have to wear the suntiang until the afternoon.

Bara and Dila were invited to make bridal makeup to the room to change clothes. Bara without hesitation helped Dila down from the aisle and into the room.

Bara was a bit awkward entering Dila's room because the room was decorated beautifully and sprinkled with flowers typical of Minang's bridal room. So, he shuddered with horror imagined that he would live in a room with Dila and ....

Bara tried to get rid of his negative thoughts and problems for the first night. He already had an alibi to avoid the first night.

Fortunately, there was Dian. Bara breathed a sigh of relief because her beautiful secretary can always be relied on. That Sundanese girl can find out what's inside Bara's head without needing to say it.

Bara first asked to change clothes. That handsome 35-year-old man immediately went to the bathroom to change the traditional Koto Gadang clothes.

Bara breathed a sigh of relief and finally took off his wedding dress which made him hot. He wore an undershirt to absorb his sweat.

Without difficulty, Bara took off his wedding clothes and replaced them with Koto Gadang clothes.

It didn't take long for Bara to come out of the bathroom. It was Dila's turn to change clothes.

Bara was assisted by a makeup artist to put on the crossbar and skullcap.

"Dila is beautiful. Bara is handsome, your child will be cute," teased the make-up artist named Dewi to Bara.

Bara coughed at Dewi's words. He didn't want to have a child, even he also didn't want to sleep with Dila, he didn't want it and he won't be able to. Bara liked men.

"Just pray for it, Miss," Bara replied melancholy. This man was the smartest at acting to hide his feelings.

"How long have you been dating?" Dewi asked curiously.

Waiting for Dila to change clothes made her bored. There was nothing wrong with inviting Bara to have a chat.

"We are not dating. We are arranged."

"How come? How clever your parents are at arranging," said Dewi in amazement.

"It's rare today that someone wants to be arranged. Four thumbs up for you. I hope you will last until death separates."

"Amen," answered Bara, confirming Dewi's words.

One minute...

Two Minutes .....

Five minutes...

"Ah, I remember Bara. Bara is running to be a legislative candidate, right? Your name is Aldebaran?" Dewi guessed happily.

Bara grimaced and nodded. The make-up artist was curious.

"I hope that Bara will win the election. The young ones are victorious. Hopefully, our parliament is filled with young people so that the city of Padang can be more advanced, not only dwelling on PA, Transmart, Basko. Hehehehe. Sorry, Bara, I'm rambling a lot. Where is Dila? How come she hasn't returned from the bathroom. What's wrong with changing clothes in the room of a fellow girl. If she changes clothes in front of Bara, it doesn't matter. You're her husband," Dewi said, made Bara dizzy.

Bara hit his chest lightly. She wanted to look for duct tape to stuff Dewi's mouth so she wouldn't spit out carelessly.

Even Dila changed clothes in front of him, even completely naked, he will not be getting lust.

The bathroom door creaked. When she came out of the bathroom dressed in a Koto Gadang, she only wore knick-knacks in the form of necklaces, bracelets, and scarves.

Dewi made up Dila so that the woman in her thirties was very beautiful and she looked younger than her age.

"Perfect," said Dewi happily.

"Bara, your wife is really beautiful. You have to be extra careful to take care of your wife so that someone else wouldn't take her," said Dewi, while glancing at the newlywed couple.

Dila and Bara looked at each other awkwardly. Dila felt strange and still did not accept that she had married and became Bara's wife.

"Have a look. Be patient, Dila and Bara. When you finish the reception, it's the time for the first night," said Dewi, made Dila and Bara cough.

Let alone the first night, I could not touch him. I do not love him. He is not the husband I dreamed of. Dila's mind screamed.

The mouth of this makeup artist can't be silent. Busy talking from earlier. I need to give her Chinese glue so that her mouth can't speak anymore. Bara thought, annoyed.

"You guys are ready. Let's go back to the aisle. You've been awaited," said Dewi, while holding Dila's hand.

Dila and Bara still had to serve the guests who kept coming. They were tired and wanted to rest.

"Are you tired Dil," Bara said while smiling sweetly.

"A little. Why?"

"I'm tired, Dil," Bara chuckled.

"It turns out that we're tired of being queen and king for a day," said Dila, inviting Bara to laugh.

"Dil. Can we talk privately? Do we have anything to talk about regarding our marriage?"

"What do you mean?" Dila asked in amazement.

"Let's talk but not here."

"Alright. We will talk in the room later. When the event is over we will go to the room and talk about it. After sunset, we will be escorted to the house by the sumandos before the pick-up ceremony."

It was five o'clock in the afternoon. The reception was over because the invitation stated the reception hours from eleven in the afternoon to five in the afternoon.

Bara and Dila are escorted by Naura and Ria to their bridal room.

"We're going, you can just rest first," said Naura.

"Bara take care of yourself first. Don't play before the pick-up ceremony of urang sumando," Ria said, teasing Bara.

Dila's two sisters-in-law immediately withdrew from the room. Bara glanced left and right. It felt safe as Bara closed the bedroom door and locked it.