AFRAID OF MARRIAGE ??

Episode #3

Vanadam, 2010.

I can be grateful to know Aisyah for the past year, because it is from her that I can now work in the building shop owned by her father Haji Iwan, so that I can still support Nely's tuition fees, so that I can still support Nely, my sister and also their daily living expenses in Jakarta.

I can't forget the kindness of Aisyah and her family all this time, they were too kind to me. Even for the hospital fees I was paid by them only - only.

I started to keep my distance from Aisyah, when I learned that Imton was her boyfriend who was betrothed by her father Aisyah. I can't fence eat plants. I must know myself, because without the kindness of the Ayesha family I would have been a vagabond in a big city like Banjarmasin.

In reality I did have a taste for Aisyah, but that sense was hurried I erased from my heart so as not to be too heavy in the future .

Aisyah the 23-year-old girl was really struggling in my mind. I don't know why there is Ayesha in my brain repeatedly to forget that name, repeatedly that name stuck in my mind. Perhaps the girl's name was the first one I knew in this overseas, which captivated me. Aisyah did not say too much, but her attitude and her work spirit motivated me.

" Richwan, it'll be my afternoon ?"

said Aisyah to me that afternoon in the shop .

" Yes, not Ayesha, but..."

" But what? "

" I still work non Aisyah, not tasty like the others" replied Richwan.

" I'm the one who asked, I'm your boss. So you have to figure out what the boss says "

Ah, it went wrong. Not obeyed, the son of the Prophet who asked. Being followed, will cause gaps with other workers.

Never mind, I finally obeyed the will of Aisyah, the son of the shop manager of the building.

" You can bring a car, right? "

" For a long time never bring a car again non "

" Yes, you learn again "

With my heart I brought Miss Aisyah's car .

" Why Shut Up? "

" No non, I'm just concentrating on the car. The road is crowded also yes in Banjarmasin "kataku .

" Yes, you haven't been around Banjarmasin all this time?"

" Not yet, "

" Yes, next time I take you around the city of Banjarmasin yes " explained Aisyah.

" Where are we going, non?"

" to the campus bentar" said Aisyah

Finally arrived also I drove Miss Aisyah to Lambung Mangkurat University, where the lecture was.

I waited in the car, while Aisyah headed for her lecture hall. I turn on the AC car, I play for a moment a song from the band Padi to drive away my fatigue while driving away my loneliness in the car. I fell asleep waiting for non Aisyah to finish her lecture.

Almost an hour waiting, Aisyah finally appeared as well.

" I'm sorry, long time ago"

" What's not Ayesha."

Suddenly a motorbike stopped in front of the car. The figure of a burly, fat-haired man came to Aisyah.

" Who are you ?" ask the man

" Why ask him to drive, don't you usually bring your own car" he said in a high tone.

" Yes, there's no problem I want to tell you who's driving "

" Just don't ask him to take you to college or wherever you go" said the man.

" You are Imton, not yet a husband you just want to talk like that. You can't appreciate other people too.? do not ask to be appreciated "Aisyah reply

" yes.not so I mean, I just don't want him to be your driver "

" Why is it ?is it because you've been betrothed to me that you want to?"

" I'm tired, let's just go home Richwan "

I got out of the car for a while, and parked the man's motor that was blocking our car. I see that man is still at odds with non Aisyah. Poor non Aisyah, already betrothed but can a man who is jealous blind gini.

I saw the mouth fights getting heated up, I finally tried to divorce them.

" Of course, just don't make a mess in public. Let non Aisyah go back home first. It's up to you two next. "

" You shut up, it's my business with him understanding !" threaten that man to me.

" The safety of non-Aisha is my responsibility, so don't do anything that doesn't - not "means to the man.

Buukk...

A punch landed on my stomach, I also returned the favor.

plaakkk

buukkkp...

I slapped the man and a fist landed on his stomach as well. He grimaced, moaning from my punch earlier.His lips were also bleeding from my hard slap.

" that's enough...Enough.ayo Richwan, don't you serve a man like him"

I immediately gas left the man. Seems like he's full of grudges with me, I see his face from the rearview mirror. Ah, let it be, he also attacked me first. It's not wrong if I defend myself anyway.

Throughout the journey pulan non Aisyah tells about the figure of the man who turned out to be a fiancee who was betrothed by his father.

Although the matchmaking was actually different from her mother Aisyah, and also non Aisyah herself.

Aisha actually refused to be betrothed, but she also did not dare to rebel at her father's orders. Because after all, the parents' blessing is very important, he said.

Aisyah cried all the way, I had no heart with her. I took a handkerchief out of my pants pocket, I gave it to him to wipe his tears.

The pain of pain is indeed mixed into one now Aisyah's feelings. But I couldn't do much about him either, because I realized my position was only as a shop driver in his father's place.

Why are many men who are not grateful for the gift of God, have been sent beautiful women for him but even hurt feelings, is this indeed the nature of men in general? or is it just someone ? I said in my heart.

If only the one who was betrothed to Aisha was me, how happy this heart would be. I would keep my whole heart until my age is over.

Ah, but I'm not a perfect man. So there's no way I'm playing a double role. I want what I am with all my shortcomings and advantages so that when there is a woman who will fall in love with me she can accept me completely with all my attitudes, traits, styles and circumstances.

But actually I have also committed, to close all the doors of my heart to women, except for friendship only.

But I also cannot deny the truth if I still have a true sense of women - women who I think are ideal for me to make a life partner in the future. But will I really get married? whereas I myself am still traumatized by the name of family, especially by seeing firsthand the actions of papa who betrayed the love of mama, so that mama ended up severely depressed.

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