Fernando

I hope he doesn't come

With a huff I snapped my fingers on the table, staring at the street that seen from the coffee shop window. According to the schedule that Faris gave me, this afternoon I had to meet a man who was chosen by Uncle Sam to be my future husband. The man who he thought would be very appropriate to accompany me.

Of course I don't take Uncle Sam's crazy 'arrangement' for granted. Marriage is not a small thing that can be decided arbitrarily. I think marriage is something sacred, and I want to have a beautiful marriage, at least like my mom and dad. And uncle Sam arbitrarily decided that 'sacred' thing for me!

After hearing the shocking news from Faris' mouth, I immediately contacted Uncle Sam to ask the truth of what Faris said. I had thought that Uncle might be joking, or maybe Faris had misheard Uncle Sam's words. Maybe what uncle meant was Nami's fiance but Faris misheard it being my name. A wry smile forms on the corners of my lips as I remember the conversation I