A DEEP WOUND

Punishment

"When will you be ready?" mother asked me when she helped her clean the dirty dishes in the kitchen.

I looked at mom. "I mean, Mother?"

"When are you ready to get married?"

 

I was silent and my mouth felt stiff to answer my mother. I wanted to answer "yes" but seeing mom as heavy gives my blessing made me even more unsure to answer.

 

"Why silence?"

I scrunched my forehead to see Mom. After all the dishes were clean I wiped my hands. In order to neutralize the breath, I then drank a glass of water.

 

My mother sat next to me who was still standing. And it looks like he's waiting for my answer. Seeing him sitting down, I sat down too. Hope I hope Salsa doesn't eavesdrop on my conversation with mom later.

 

"mmmmmmm. Mother. Mom actually agreed that I married ustaz Aris?" ask with a heavy heart. I hope we don't argue anymore because of this.

"If you disagree. There's no way I'm asking you the same question. When will you be ready."

"mmmmmmm. Man-Manda is ready, Buk." Really, I'm scared to see you shed tears later.

"Yes already. If you agree, I'll just tell them" my mother told me.

 

I looked at my mother. "How do you tell them?" manya curious.

 

"Yes on the phone" replied the mother briefly again.

"Do you know a number that can call them?"

"Yes. When they came here they gave the phone number to Mom. So, when are you ready I'll tell them."

I don't know what I feel like. It was nice to be mixed up nervous and worried too. "You can Manda want to spread out invitations to friends too, Buk."

"Invitation? make what?"

"Let them know, Buk."

"You're ready tomorrow. They'll come straight here to pick you up. No need to use an invitation either. Marry directly!" mother said slightly raising her voice to me.

 

Then I opened my eyes to see Mom. "I mean Mother how?

 

"Manda Manda's. You are directly married. Do not use all events, so Mother when you are ready. When you're ready tomorrow, you're married tomorrow."

"So, don't you have that show, Buk?" my question is getting confused.

"Yes. You also do not need to be in makeup. Enough ustaz Aris, the judge, and some neighbors to witness your marriage."

 

I was more and more shocked by mother's words when I didn't have to be in makeup either. "I'm getting confused, Buk. Why use a judge."

 

"Keep .. otherwise use who else. Your father no longer exists. Neither does your father's brother, Manda. You also have no brothers. Obviously you were married by the judge."

 

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"It's like you don't have to go back, Sa," I said, approaching Salsa, who was reading a book. Usually, at most novels he reads.

"Why?" salsa asked still focused on facing the novel and was reluctant to look at me.

"And I want to get married" said I, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed.

Salsa was surprised to hear me say that. Look at it, he closed his reading. "When do you want to get married? now it? or ... tomorrow?" salsa asked as she leaned back her back.

"Said Mother. I don't have to do all the wedding shows. Get married if I am ready. Continue ..."

"What?!"

I immediately frowned at Salsa. Shocked at the shock. But don't have to go all the way. "I'm not done talking."

"That's what you obviously said. Cook no need to do events, Da. No one is currently not taking part in the event. Wanna use the old fashioned way!"

"Oh God, Sa. Don't use dong, don't use his expression. That's not what it means. Just, the sooner the better. So, there's just the same judge as the bridegroom and the witness .. That's enough."

"Eh. What is kayak. No ah" replied Salsa sewot to me.

"Who's married, anyway?"

"You are."

"Keep ..why did you get out the asep through your head, Sa. Ordinary aja. You have to accept it too!" I said again and chose to stand and sit in my study chair facing the annoying Salsa.

"yeh. Haha. Asep's? Cook it out of my head?"

I just kept quiet and then said my mouth to see my best friend. Really, he's getting people upset. In the past, he was not too make people sprain. But, if now. Very bad for Salsa.

This is me forcibly\-paksain. If someone else, maybe I'm lazy to ask him to talk. He it ... lama\-long like kayak Febi nature. Nyebelin beg for mercy!

"Udah. Gini aja's. You don't have much to do now. Maybe, just. Tomorrow or the day after, I suddenly get married. Let you witness" I said expectantly.

"How many days should I have in your house. Oh my goodness .. how many subjects did I pass because of you, Da." Salsa folded her hands on her chest. He seems upset too.

"Yaa .. that's if you want. If you don't want to, yes, then. Just be usual."

"Hmmmm .. I don't think it out. I think how it looks like tomorrow if you get married. Keep ... You don't have to make it up either."

I nodded to my friend. Yep. I want how else, everything is also arranged. Actually, I don't agree with all this. But, because it does not want to bedebat at length again the same mother or family ustaz Aris. I also agree\-agree even though I agree a bit forced.

After talking to Salsa for a long time. I better choose to sleep. "You're therean dong, Sa. I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

Salsa also shifted to give me a place to sleep. I tried to close my eyes that were starting to close.

"Manda. Don't think about it tomorrow. Do you cook, do not use the show? hmmm not exciting."

What I wanted to close my eyes was not. Just because\-gara heard Salsa's complaint again. I turned my best friend who was facing upwards looking at the ceiling\-ceiling of the room.

"Sa. Simple is better than luxurious. Not good."

"Not to be fancy, Manda. It's just ..."

"It has. You just sleep. If only I would have told the family Ustaz Aris. Tomorrow I'll get married" I said again. Then I put my hand on Salsa's stomach. Tumben really can hug my best friend again.

"If you are married. We can't believe it anymore, Da."

I just smiled at my best friend. I know how risky it will be if you are married. Certainly another story, the lecture did not know. Whether it is or not.