Artificial Wedding

[2 ] After the Kenduri Event

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The penduri event held last night was of course a great talk for villagers who were also present at the event. Even some residents also praise the cuisine there, because it tastes very good and of course expensive.

But in addition, the residents, especially mothers - mothers began to talk about the news of birds that spread from the saguri event yesterday. He said there would be a rich brother who wanted to find a wife for his son.

Hearing that of course made the hearts of mothers who have daughters, cheer happily. They of course feel happy if there are rich merchants who want to find a ghost in their village. Even the news has become a horrendous lips in this village.

No exception with Werna who feel enthusiastic about the presence of the news. Since returning home from the sack last night, Werna has arranged a strategy so that her daughter can marry the rich merchant, whatever the obstacles later.

Even Werna was busy preparing the best clothes for her daughter, so that she could be glimpsed by the merchant's son. "Ma!" call Rinka from outside her mother's room. Werna who heard the words also began to say.

"Yes, Mama's inside. You just go in." Rinka also began to open the door of her mother's room and found her mother was breaking into her wardrobe.

Rinka is clearly confused by her mother's actions. "Why unload the closet? Nyariin what?" he asked because he was curious about his mother's behavior.

"Begin the dress that suits you." Werna did not take his eyes off the clothes scattered on his bed. The focus is still on clothes which would make her child look more beautiful.

Feeling neglected by her own mother, Rinka gave a loud snort. "What does Mama actually look for? All the clothes in the ass are like gini. Who's gonna do it." Really the condition of his mother's room was far from a neat impression.

How can it be said neat if all the clothes that were in the closet, now moved to be scattered to fill the bed and floor in Werna's room. Werna herself followed the grunt because this child instead of helping her even visited her.

Merna turned to face Rinka who was on the doorstep. "Name again nyariin clothes that are suitable for you to wear. Let the rich merchant's son look at you."

Hearing what her mother said instead made Rinka smile cynically. "If you come for me. Why did Mama jump? Why not just run?"

As if aware of something, Werna then froze for a while. Silence is Werna is condemning his stupidity because it does not think until there. "God. Why did Mom not think. Part of why you don't talk daritadi anyway." sebal Werna while glaring an annoyed look at her son.

While Rinka did not respond to her mother's frustration at him. She even walked out of her mother's room. This time Werna also came out of her own room. But Rinka stopped her mother's steps.

"Why did you follow me?" Instead of answering, Werna overpowered Rinka and entered her son's room. Again Rinka snorted at the behavior of her mother who did not even answer her question.

Just about to turn towards the lounge, but a crash-like sound was heard from his room. Soon Rinka checked the state of her room. His eyes fiddled to see his clothes had scattered throughout his bed.

"Ma, why are the two of you getting arrested?!" rinka's screams that did not receive her closet were randomized by her mother. Rinka knew her mother would find clothes for her. But what to scramble - random closet like this.

Werna sighed annoyedly so she did not find a dress that would be suitable for Rinka to meet the merchant's child. Werna stood up from her position and walked out. Rinka was again made to gawk at the actions of her mother.

"Whose order is it, Ma? Really he will not want to tidy up his clothes that have been random by his own mother. Werna looked at her daughter with her eyebrows raised next door.

"It's easy, just tell Asih to machine. It's a hassle." said Werna as she passed from the front of Rinka to the lounge. Rinka is still watching her mother who is now even fun - fun to watch TV while singing her cake.

"That's mine, Ma. Don't spend it." Werna did not respond to her son's words. This cake is made by Asih which he deliberately told to make. When asked who the money is from? The answer is of course the money itself. Where would Werna spend money for her household needs.

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On the other hand a young man was sitting with a chaotic mind. His eyes were straight ahead. But who knows if he's actually not really looking there. His face showed no meaningful emotion. But deep down, he held so much emotion.

Suddenly the sound of her bedroom door was heard which signified being opened by someone. The young man did not look at all. He only remained in his position earlier, but did not hear his hearing which further sharpened itself.

"Son, are you ready for the day after tomorrow?" The question came from the person who entered the young man's room. There was no answer that the young man gave, of course, made the tabg asked just now sigh patiently.

His hand was raised towards the young man's shoulder. But only five seconds, his palm was already covered by the young man earlier. "Don't you dare touch me." she said in a cold tone.

The atmosphere of the room immediately changed after the owner said that. The person could feel the dislike of the young man for his actions earlier. Or even his existence here was also very undesirable by the young man.

"alright. But prepare yourself for the day after tomorrow. For everything I've taken care of. How you will choose it." The young man only gave Deheman hinting to agree with the man's words.

"If there are no more. You can get out of here." said the young man in a flat tone. The man resigned himself. With wide steps, he walked towards the door. Before closing the door, the man turned to look at the young man's back.

The young man turned his back on the door, for the young man was facing the balcony window. A mysterious smile was present on the person's face. "Good night, young master who will soon not be a young master." he muttered softly and barely heard by anyone.

Hearing the sound of the door of his room that had been closed made the young man review a smile. But not a kind of sweet smile, but a smile that contains many meanings.

"Dream as much as you can, because that will never happen" he said, accompanied by a small grin at the corner of his lips.

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