
“Wait Jeng!”
“If you don't want to nganter me home, please stay with me alone, Bar!”
“What else now? What's wrong?”
“Ngga. I was wrong. So please, stay alone! Okay?!”
I exhaled a rough breath. Then back inside the house while slamming the door.
Ajeng felt very depressed and claustrophobic whenever he was near Bara. Even though she was only pretending to accept the marriage, she already felt that she was the wife who was betraying her husband and it made her feel very bad and angry. Though he himself agreed to marry Bara in order to save Wira from prison. But even he is also angry and hate to Bara.
Somehow, after all the efforts he made to forget the Hero, he just seemed to be reminded again and again that the man had existed and was still very valuable in his life.
“Non Ajeng doing what?” asked Pak Jamil who suddenly appeared behind Ajeng.
“Eh, Mr Jamil why come here?”
“I want to talk to Non Ajeng.”
“What's up, Sir?”
“So are you the wife of the person who ordered the brooch?”
Ajeng. “Pak Jamil must be confused because I am here and want to marry another man, right?”
Mr. Jamil shook his head. “I don't know what happened. But you're good people. And must have determined the best as well.”
“Ngga Sir. I have split with Mas Wira and now have to marry with Bara.”
“Although it may not be as careful as Mas Wira, but Mas Bara is also a good person. He who gave the opportunity of cheap craftsmen like me became what it is today.”
“That's because Mr. Jamil is very talented. Mr. Jamil deserves this.”
“If I meet Mas Wira again, does Non Ajeng want to send a message?”
“Say that I still save and wear the brooch.”
Jamil smiled. “Good. Well then, how about now we go in and talk about our affairs?”
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Time passed and the wedding preparations Ajeng and Bara were almost complete. Despite more silence and just watching, Ajeng is still forced to participate in every process. Starting from choosing clothes, jewelry, decorations, catering, invitations and souvenirs.
As usual, Ajeng just sat there and waited while Bara was busy choosing souvenirs for their invited guests.
“How are you, Jeng?” tanya Bara showed a mug with luxurious design and packaging to Ajeng.
Ajeng.
“If this one?” ask Bara again.
“Hemm..” Ajeng replied without turning his head.
“Or this one?” tanya Bara pointed at a towel with embroidered decoration inscribed with the name of the bride.
This time instead of answering, Ajeng instead stood up and went for a walk out.
Bara tried to explain the situation to the souvenir maker so as not to appear gossip of sorts. He continued to choose and let Ajeng calm himself outside.
“Jengs! Eat yuk!” take it as if you know nothing.
Ajeng just stood up and started walking towards the car without a word. In the car too he just daydreamed with a blank look out the window. When eating, he just stirred his food while daydreaming. While eating meatballs, he poured the entire contents of the sausage bottle into his meatball bowl as it melamum.
When invited to walk to the shopping center, he repeatedly lost his way and the wrong way because of daydreaming. Bara even found him sitting at a stop near a shopping mall as if he had forgotten that he had come there with Bara. After Bara came with his car, Ajeng just entered as if nothing had happened.
Their wedding was just a matter of days and that night they held a family dinner. The event was attended by Bara along with his parents, Ajeng and his parents, Ardan and his wife, Alvin with Irene, his fiancee.
They talked about many things, but Ajeng was just silent and daydreaming. He even just stirred his food and did not put anything in his mouth.
“Jeng!” call Mr. Suryo because he did not immediately get a statement from Ajeng when he discussed about his daughter.
“Ah, yes.” Sahut Ajeng was shocked as if he had just realized from his daydream. He accidentally nudged a glass of drinking water beside him because of shock and it had made a momentary commotion
“Are you not feeling well, Jeng?” ask Ms. Taufik.
Bara immediately got up from his seat, approached Ajeng and asked him to stand. “Let's take Ajeng to his room.”
Ajeng was forced to obey because he also did not want to continue to be there. But not long after, Ajeng even fainted before arriving in his room.
“Pak, Mom, is it okay to carry out the wedding at a time like this?” ask BuTaufik suddenly. “It looks like Ajeng's condition has not improved.”
Bu Taufik began to worry about Ajeng's mental condition after seeing his anger last time when he was about to order jewelry to Pak Jamil.
“Ajeng is fine. He just felt stressed because there was too much he had to prepare in a time that was so urgent and urgent.” Pak Suryo replied trying to calm his iron candidate.
“But the emotions are very unstable and I am really worried about it.”
“Let me talk to Ajeng. Bu Taufik calm down!” sahut Bu Suryo does not want to be considered inattentive.
“Alvin is done. Alvin said goodbye first.”
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After driving Ajeng to his room, Bara passed Alvin when he came out of Ajeng's room.
“Have you slept?” ask Alvin
Bara. "He fainted again. The doctor said he had severe stress that led to depression. I'm really worried about the same condition."
Alvin patted Bara's shoulder. “This must be heavy for you and Ajeng. Do you not try to think again about your decision to make marriage Ajeng. There is no happiness that you will get by means of rich gini coercion. You two will both be hurt and suffer."
“Gue love equally adek lo, Vin.”
Alvin was a little surprised to hear that. “Not that you said that you were forced to accept matchmaking with Ajeng?”
“That's because I don't want to nganggep me a hunk. I met Ajeng for a long time. We happened to meet in Madrid ten years ago and since that day I have never been able to eat him. That day I had to pick up Ajeng at the airport. Maybe that way, he would never meet the same hero and become like this."
Alvin, who was initially calm because he knew that Bara and Ajeng were both forced, was now worried after hearing Bara's statement.
“Lo sure it's love? Not an obsession like my bokap?”
“Lo will know that this is really love, Vin.”
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