Future Husband

Jazzy's footsteps suddenly stopped as she walked towards her house. She was shocked when she saw what car was parked in front of her house. The man's car was here now. Jazzy immediately rushed into the house. Seen in the living room the man was sitting while sipping tea in the cup that had been served by Jazzy's mom. While the mother is not seen.

"Mommy, I'm home," Jazzy called startling the man. He immediately stood up and looked nervous.

"Mommy ... Mommy", Jazzy shouted in to call her mom without ignoring the man's call.

"Oh, you're home, dear," she replied without turning to look at her. She paid more attention to the vegetable pot than Jazzy's arrival.

"Mom, who's that, that guy also went to my campus and now he's even coming to our house, he's a debt collector right?" Jazzy asked hoarsely.

"Hemm, he also told me earlier, he said he was left running away with you, and what did you say, a debt collector?" asked Jazzy's mother back.

"Isn't he?" Jazzy asked to be sure too.

"Well, who said he was a debt collector, he said he was your boyfriend, why did you pretend like that, you already confessed to your mother, you don't have to hide it, I know that Vincent is your boyfriend," said the mother, laughing.

Jazzy shocked.

"Indeed, I used to forbid you from dating first, but this time, I'm allowed to, because Vincent really suits you?" said her mother cheerfully.

Wow, what kind of play is that guy making? Who claimed to be named Vincent. Who is he who actually made up the story to her mother? And it's super weird that he can know the address of this house and make up this lie with my mother. Jazzy was silent for a moment to digest all the words of her mother and relate the incident earlier on campus.

"Jazzy, can we chat for a minute!" Suddenly the man's voice startled. He had come over to the kitchen.

"Go there, you can talk to Vincent first, so mom's cooking will be cooked soon, let's have dinner together, okay?" she tells without knowing that her daughter is actually confused.

With the reason that Jazzy wanted to find out what really happened. Jazzy decided to talk to the man. After all, if Jazzy doesn't know the truth, it's impossible for Jazzy to tell the truth. Because she was afraid, her mom was also in shock, when suddenly a foreign man claimed to be her daughter's boyfriend.

"Who exactly of all this Mr. Uncle or Sir who suddenly came and could know my name and my home address?" Jazzy asked, looking at the man suspiciously.

"Jazzy, I'm your future husband, my name is Vincent Gyllen," the answer made Jazzy's heart suddenly seem to sink down. There was a strange feeling that she couldn't explain. Don't know if she was surprised or mixed with other flavors. It was so strange and unreasonable that suddenly a man came and claimed to be a future husband.

"Don't joke, it's not funny, I don't know you, who exactly is this, if you want to collect my father's debt, don't use a drama show claiming to be a future husband," Jazzy replied, folding her hands on her stomach. Jazzy thought that the person would not know her weakness.

"Hee...." the man smiled.

"Debt collectors, so you ran off on campus thinking I was a debt collector," the man continued with a laugh.

Jazzy frowned at the man's answer. If he kept denying who he was.

"Sir, why do you call me that, it gives me the impression that I'm really old, I'm not yet 30 years old," he said while holding back annoyance.

'No wonder really if called as Mr or Sir,' thought Jazzy.

"Call Vincent, that's just nice to hear, after all you can call me honey, when you're already to be my wife," he continued in a humorous tone but enough to make Jazzy gasp.

"What did you just say, who wants to marry you? Don't you know, I don't even dream, I'm getting married," Jazzy answered emotionally.

Don't know what kind of play he was making. Jazzy became uncomfortable and nervous. Look around the house. Don't let cameras record. Jazzy suspects this is a fake reality show. who likes to work on people or jamming pranks.

"Why are you looking around?" asked the man without guilt. It makes him grim.

"It's another candid camera,where the camera, I already know who likes to prank people right?" asked Jazzy and Vincent burst out laughing.

"That's right, laughing means it's clear. This seems to have been a collaboration with my mother." Mommy," Jazzy shouted, calling her mother.

And suddenly Jazzy's mouth was covered with the man's hand. His eyes signaled Jazzy not to scream. But Jazzy tried to rebel by releasing his hand. But he kept her mouth shut tighter. Suddenly the feeling of fear came. With his hand still over Jazzy's mouth, he said.

"This is not a prank show, this is for real, I am your future husband, and your mother has agreed to it. As for why I suddenly came to surprise you, I have a reason for that. Therefore I ask you to calm down and don't make your mother suspicious if you shout like that. She thinks I want to do something obscene here, understand!" he asked.

Jazzy tried to nod her head.

"Okay, good" he replied as he removed his hand from Jazzy's mouth.

"I'm going to call the police, there's a crazy person who broke into someone's house...sajshfhjffjfjft," the man's hand then covered Jazzy's mouth again.

"You're a lot more annoying than I expected," he said quietly, bringing his face closer to Jazzy's. Jazzy was surprised the man brought his face closer to his. It became clear that the man's face was indeed very handsome. A smooth white face without acne without a mustache and a thin beard adorned his sharp chin. His body and mouth smell good. Looks like he's not a smoker. And what the hell is this, Jazzy is a little amazed and mesmerized. Jazzy tried to shake his fascination with a little glare. Trying to fight his fascination by trying to let go of his hand again.

"What do you mean, I don't understand. Who exactly are you, and what do you mean by future husband?" Jazzy asked in succession.