Bar-Bar's Wife The Heir

Chapter 114 S2 Night

Tomorrow is the most historic day in the course of Jendra and Melani's life. A sacred yet simple wedding they will do in a mosque in the city.

Tonight, Melani accidentally doesn't sleep in her apartment. He chose to stay in an orphanage. He also brought all the clothes he would wear tomorrow.

Melani is sitting together with the nursing home mom who took care of her since infancy, when she has yet to figure out how cruel the world is.

"Mom, from tomorrow, there will be a man who will be in charge of my life." Melani looked at the woman who used to scoop it up before going to bed.

"For a dozen years, Mother took care of me full of sincerity. And a dozen years also I'm trying to live independently."

"And from tomorrow, the rest of my life will be spent living with the man of my choice."

The woman smiled. His body was sitting in a wheelchair, but every time he finished praying, he never forgot to mention the name Melani in his prayer.

"You're right. You were a little girl, Mel. How did mom find you crying in front of the gate of the parlour." The face that began to look wrinkled was now smiling faintly.

"That night, it was a drizzle. Mom and dad who just came home from a charity event saw a beautiful baby crying."

"The one-week-old baby wrapped in a thick blanket immediately made father and mother fall in love."

"She is beautiful and brave. He's strong and tough."

Melanie cried every time she heard the story. A story he hates, but always remembers. In fact, he wanted to hear it every time he felt that he was insignificant.

Hearing that story, he who seemed to have been deliberately banished was still given a chance to live. He believed God had a plan for him.

The woman gave me something wrapped in plastic. The woman opened it and Melani was surprised when she saw the soft, soft-looking blanket.

Melani looked at the woman who handed the blanket to her. "Th-this..."

"It's a memento from your parents, son!"

Melani. "I don't have parents. I only have a mother and father in this world."

"But you're still born from a woman's womb, son. And that person is not Mom."

Melani crying. "I don't even know who and where they are, Mom."

"I convinced myself that I was just an unwanted child."

"I've forgotten all this time, and just remembered in my brain that you're my parents."

"Magar ..."

"See this blanket. There's an embroidery with the initials M.A. I don't know what your real name is, but I gave you Melani Agnia's name."

"That name just came out of my lips."

"And this ..."

Melani receives a necklace with a butterfly-shaped pendant. Necklace that has been with him since he was a baby but never worn for fear of being lost.

"It's like a clue to finding your parents, Mel."

"You can find them. Today, technology is advancing, who knows you can meet your parents."

Melani smiles. Miris. He even lived almost twenty years in a parlor, but his parents never came looking for him.

"I'm not going to look for them, Mom. Because they never looked for me."

The woman smiled. "Close to you, Mel. I only give you things that are yours."

"That canalue, it's expensive."

"Sorry, I secretly asked the price of the necklace at the jewelry store."

"Ultimately, when the parlour was in financial trouble, the mother intended to sell or pawn this necklace. But, we agreed not to do so on the grounds that this necklace is only yours and only you have the right to sell or mortgage it."

Melani stunned. "This necklace is also too short for me, ma'am. So, sell it," said Melani who felt she did not need the jewelry.

"Just wear it in your hand. Make it a bracelet."

Melani decided to keep it. In any case he should appreciate what the woman is looking after for him.

Meanwhile, Jendra and his parents were gathered in his room. Jenar and Surendra went into her son's room only to check if he was asleep or not.

Jendra. "Not sleepy, Ma."

"Tomorrow you must prepare early in the morning, Jend."

Jendra nodded. "I won't be late, Ma."

"Melani is in an apartment or in a parlour?"

"He's in the parlor, Pa. He doesn't want to be alone tonight. When I offered to stay here, he refused."

"Let her remember the times when she was alone. Because in a minute, she'll be your wife."

Both of Jendra's parents already know about the relationship between the two from the story of Jendra and Melani. Starting from often quarrelling until finally deciding to be together.

"Mama's gonna stay here, right?" ask Jendra.

Jenar was silent and did not answer.

"Ma .. according to my mom's promise. Mama's going back home if I'm married, right?"

Jenar nodded. "But not anytime soon. Because there's a lot we still have to take care of there."

"Remember, Ma. The reception in Bali only invited a few guests." Jendra and Melani handed over the reception to Jenar in exchange for not organizing their wedding.

"Yes! Mama remember, Jend!"

"Hows it? Are you on your honeymoon abroad?"

Jendra nodded. "So, Pa."

"Papa's gonna cover all the costs, right?" ask Jendra kidding.

Surendra laughs. "You want to print a baby, why does papa bear the cost?"

Jendra laughs. He's not discouraged. "Because it's printed, it's papa's grandson."

"Already, Pa. Pray that they both succeed. About the cost, was not it from the beginning papa who planned a honeymoon trip for them."

"Well, mama's right, Pa. Melani and I are looking forward to giving you a funny grandchild soon."

"Thus, my mother and father will live in this house again."

"Jendra, actually, what we expected was much simpler. That is, you are happy to run this marriage." Surendra made him look at the man.

"We will be happy, Pa," replied Jendra confidently. He felt sure to be happy as long as there was no third person.

Surendra smiled faintly. "There's some advice I want you to give. And this is what we applied until our marriage became more lasting at the age of 31 years of marriage."

"First one. Keep loving. Falling in love is beautiful. Then fall in love with her every day, Jend!"

Worth it, papa always looked at mama like a man who was kasmaran.

"second. He is your partner. That means he is the sustenance that God has given you. Never compare yours to someone else's. Because it would make her feelings crumble."

Jendra nodded. "Yes, pa."

"Three to three. Make her queen, not babu. Don't ask him to do unusual work. Live by complementing each other. He washes, you sunbathe. Or he who sweeps, you who mop. He cooks, you eat."

Jenar laughs. She patted her husband's shoulder. "Papa's advice is getting here all the more, Pa!"

"They've got a housekeeper who's gonna finish all the homework, Pa."

"Haha. But right, right? That's what we're doing right now, baby?"

Jenar nodded. They help each other at home. Cleaning and tidying the house is done by the assistant of the stairs. But, cooking and other matters they finish together.

"And the most important thing is not to take your problems to bed."

"If there is a problem, solve it as soon as possible. Don't let minor problems disrupt your sleep."

"Yes, Ma, Pa. I'll remember all your advice."