After Wedding (Panji And Echa)

After Wedding (Panji And Echa)
CHAPTER 7



"Cha!" Laksmi's mom knocked on her daughter's bedroom door.


This was the first day her daughter fulfilled the task of becoming a wife. After last night Panji pampit to stay at Mbok Darmi's house.


"Yes, Mom." Echa out of the room was still half sleepy.


"Why don't you go with your husband?" reprimand Bu Laksmi.


"Echa does not know that Kak Panji returned to the house mbok Darmi. Last night after the walimah event, Echa was so sleepy. So don't know if ...."


"Now you clean yourself up and follow your husband. You're married, you can't behave like that with your husband." Echa swallowed the salivary.


Actually Echa is very sure that Panji just had to marry her. It could be his mother's insistence or it could be that the man has pity on him and his family.


Allegedly for conjecture continues to emerge. Since Echa knows the adult version of Panji, and he knows that his boss is Panji Agung Laksono's brother who had been in his hopes. Of course Echa prepares to be able to tap and code who he really is.


He is currently standing at the door of the house mbok Darmi. The wide-open door pushed her feet inside, Echa looked around her. Some of the Panji photos from toddlers to SMA filled the living room.


His legs stopped when he saw the photo of the High School girl displayed next to the Panji High School photo.


"When did this photo exist?"


"Last night, ever since I made a promise to live like the girl in this photo,"


"Sister," Echa looked down embarrassed.


The pennant holds both fingers of Echa. The second wedding ring looks like it's fused together.


"Why didn't you tell me from the start that you were Echa? at least I can help you get into a better position,"


"If you knew I was Echa, what would you do? will it affect everything, I don't think so?" Echa forcibly releases Panji's hand.


"Affect what?"


"It's okay, brother. I'm home ..." Echa startled Panji locked the door.


"What do you want for Panji?"


The banner goes closer to Echa. Of course the girl walked backwards until she was stuck in the wall. Panji's hand restrained his wife's body without any distance between the two.


"Do I have to do something so that you have a little respect for your husband. I won't be able to be rude to women, but I'm also a human who has limits on patience, Theresia,"


The new banner realized that what he was doing scared Echa. Slowly her tall body moved away from the girl. Plunge yourself on the couch. Panji's hand was sewn on his forehead.


"Sorry," Panji's great-grandson.


"Sir Panji has breakfast?"


Echa switched the conversation while entering the kitchen. He saw the Indomie wrap scattered on the dining table. His head shook for a moment. There is a wonder why so many are falling apart. As he remembers the smart banner cook and very cleaning.


"Sir Panji cooked noodles?" Panji.


"Cha!" He also felt his name being called.


"Yep!"


"You haven't answered my question yet, why didn't you tell me you were Echa? I've promised that Darmi will help your school and ..."


"And what?" Echa casually folded both of her hands.


"And fulfilling my promise to mbok Darmi to marry you," Panji could only say inwardly. Could be Echa's nose kempis if he's honest.


But fate says another, effect because Afan retreated to marry Echa. Unexpectedly she was the one who was asked to replace the groom.


"It's okay, I've forgotten what to say" Panji walked up to Echa at the kitchen door. The door is only attached to the curtain.


"Just to say, if all this feels impromptu. This marriage may still be a burden on your mind. But one thing you should know, I'll learn to be a good husband to you,"


"What about Savira? don't you love her very much. How can I trust you if there's only him in his mind?"


"Cha, please! Don't discuss Savira again, with our current status it indicates that Vira is in the past. My future is the woman in front of me. So please don't talk about it again,"


Panji stared at his wife's nervous attitude.


"You if you think this makes me more loving and loving with you. Keep jealousy!" The banner pounded his wife's cheeks. With a close look made the two awkward.


"If Vira was married would you still be this jealous?"


Echa just kept quiet and busied herself in the kitchen. He certainly would not be this jealous if his rival was already married. He never jealous of Vira instead he feels that Panji has not moved on from his former lover.


The banner opens the door of the house so that there is lighting. Even though there are windows, they are still not bright.


Simple house in the village is not as grand as the house in the city, but the surrounding atmosphere is more soothing and more comfortable. For those who have a hometown away from Jakarta, of course, can feel the difference between a big city and a village.


Panji House is in the village. If you say people live in mountainous areas it is cold and cool. Precisely the village is very different, located in an area near the city road where it feels hot. The tropical air typical of Jogjakarta also affects the village.


Located in Gunung Kidul not far from Indrayanti Beach is located to the east of Sundak Beach, the beach is bounded by coral hills is one of the beaches that presents a different view than other beaches in Gunungkidul.


If the residence is only an hour away. Back in High School, he and his friends loved to go there on foot. Although fairly far from home but did not discourage his intention to just unwind there.


"Sister, here's the tea," Echa still calls him sister.


"Can you change that call, Cha?"


"Mas, isn't that it?"


"From now on you call me, my. Because I'm your husband now. And you I've been considered resigned,"


"Can't do that, Mom. When I was told to resign, I still wanted to work. Besides, if we are in Jakarta, Mas must often go home at night. I'll be home alone" protested Echa.


"You're my wife so it's my responsibility to give you a living,"


"Geez, Echa, Panji, you've been fighting for a day. It's not good to see the neighbors" said Mrs Laksmi.


The middle-aged woman came carrying a bushel of food.


"Sorry, ma'am." said the two compactly.


Echa distracts by taking her mother's innate abstinence.


"Mom brought this because I thought you guys weren't having breakfast. And there's definitely no stock here. Usually if there is a master and your servant here. But pakde and budemu have not returned to Jogja for several years. How are Leni and Harsa?"


Leni and Harsa are the nephews of mbok Darmi. They were the ones who brought Panji after mbok Darmi died. Harsa and Cahyadi are siblings. Cahyadi Harsa's.


"Pakde died while performing the Hajj fifteen years ago. I was in early semester college. While Bude Leni also died five years ago due to severe illness," explained Panji.


"Did Pakde Galih and bude Sinta come here often?" ask Panji.


"Never since Darmi died. The last one here was Sinta's son named Raka. It was also that he left the house in a mess. He brought many friends and brought a woman who was not his muhrim. Mr. Sopo cleaning the house found ***** in your room. I think they live free. But not at his grandmother's, right?"