'Once upon a time, there was a princess and a prince who falling in love when they made accidental first kiss. The Prince actually came to propose The Lady from another Kingdom. But on his way, he met this special princess and without useless drama, they're BAAM ... kissing and falling in love.'
Marcella smiled at her mother for the absurd fairytale she always listened to every day. Wait, there's something wrong with this!
Hold on. It seemed not right; how could Marcella listen to her mommy's voice so clearly. Oh my God!
Marcella opened her eyes suddenly and frowned upon seeing around. It was not her bedroom. Moreover, it was not the celling of hers. As far as she remembered, her celling was painted in blue sky with a bit cloudy sketch around it, just like summer outside.
Marcella shut her eyes slowly because of the dizziness.
'What happened last night?' she asked on her mind.
She felt so different when she considered herself, and she was naked. Wait, she never slept in nude. She woke up but slowly looked towards to her right. Her eyes almost popped out when there's a strange guy on her side on a similar cast.
"AAAAHHHH!" she shouted out loud. The man was jumped into shock and woke up suddenly.
"AAAHHKKK ... WHAT HAPPENED!" he asked with big eyes and mouth opened.
"What are you doing to me!" yelled Marcella, still with her shocking face and those beautiful popped eyes. The guy was checking himself and even popping his eyes more. Oh, he's now more like a Nemo than Nemo itself.
"I-I ... what happened?" he kept asking the same thing as before. Marcella put up her duvet more and moved back from the strange guy who slept with her. What should she do? She could not let someone know about this. Especially her family, her father, would slice her like a loaf.
"I should be the one who ask you that question. Not the otherwise!" Marcella said on a higher note. The man was very masculine and handsome. He has round, beautiful eyes with dark brown iris. And also shiny, beautiful black thick hair. Typically Indonesian sweet guy, but he's sweeter.
'Wait ... no it's not the time to think about that!' shout Marcella to herself.
"Uhmm ... I will resposible for this. I know I shouldn't do this for you," said the man sounded worried. He took his pants from the floor and put them on under the duvet. Marcella turned her body to another site instead of staring at him. After putting on his trouser, the man turned himself to Marcella and nervously grinned.
"I-I am terribly sorry about what happened between us last night. I was so drunk and it was so wrong!" he stated in a firm tone. What was that mean? Is that he told that he blamed her for the accident happening?
"Are you blaming me?" Marcella pointed at herself with her finger with her frown look. The guy was shaking his head quickly.
"No ... No ... that's not what I meant. I mean ... uhmm. I think, we should clarify this." Marcella was quiet and cast down her eyes. The guy started to seem frustrated with the complicated situation. How could he explain that it was just a misunderstanding? He didn't mean to sleep with her and doing intercourse!
"We need to talk," he continued his last words. Now he tried to get closer by sitting on the bedside. It was quite far from Marcella.
"As I told you, I'm terribly sorry about last night. I don't mean to do this to you, I don't know if you ever having an intercourse before ..."
"You stole my first time!" Marcella cut his talking. His eyes popped once more. Shit, now it's a problem!
"What? So you mean ... you were virgin before ... me?" Marcella nodded without a doubt. The guy grinned weirdly. Not because he's happy but shooked.
"Uhm ... I ... have no idea about that. I was drunk and has no idea what I was doing!"
"Are you trying to play trick with me? I'm the one who got drunk while you were sober. You just take an advantage from me!" Marcella directly accused that man.
"No ... I would never do that!" the man insisted and raised his voice a bit more.
"A drunk man cannot have sex. Only sober one can do!" stated Marcella, still with her lower voice. The man was staring at her and thinking about her words. She's right; someone drunk could not do sex. They would fell asleep. He huffed and bowed his head, and he has no alibi to defend himself. He should say he's wrong and accept the consequences.
"Okay, let say I'm the one you should blame to. So what consequence do you want me to do?" asked the guy turned his head to her. Marcella was silent in few minutes. She knew that she had fulfilled her promise to her twins, Miraya.
"I'm asking you to cancel the matchmaking plan between us!" The man was frowning and silent in a moment. Now he remembered, last night he was made an appointment by his best friend Artemis to have a blind date with a girl named Paris Miraya Katto.
That girl supposed to be Artemis's next future wife, but he declined it. He rejected his father's plan to arrange matchmaking with the girl's family.
Both of the wealthy families made their plan while the kids made their way. So that's what happened, chaos.
The man who pretended to be Artemis now grinned with his strange look at Marcella.
"I cannot do that. Artemis ... I mean, me ... we should have the relationship. I have slept with you, I should responsible for you!"
"I thought you said last night, you resisted the matchmaking plan. How could change your mind now?" Marcella insisted on her demand.
"That's before it's happened! I cannot let someone who slept with me just went off like that. That's not fair!"
"What's the deal! I'm not asking you to responsible with me. I'm asking you to leave me!" the man still shaking his head.
"What if you're preganant! I don't want you to do the abortion or face the preganancy by yourself!" Marcella was even shocked by his useless deep thought.
"You are thinking too much!"
"Fine ... but I think you'll change your mind if you knew what kind of mistake I made last night to you!" Marcella cannot believe what she heard; this guy is positively insane.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm not Artemis Brajamohan. I'm his best friend, Ariel Raeden!"
"WHAT!"