
In a large enough house, Athar and Farid just bowed down in front of Abah Dullah. Because Athar's bike wasn't brought home with him. Abah Dullah twice bought him a new bike and four times patiently fixed the Athar bike for use. While the amount of money used is certainly not a small amount.
"This is it, if the child is insolent. His job is just to trouble the parents. Until when you want to change, Athar. What with enemies, you become great, rich and in puja. You will only be the trash of society!" Abah Dullah's anger was very emotional.
"Sorry Bah, they're hounding Athar, eating his bike in that house!" Answer Athar accordingly.
"Well, that means you're cool. Run away from trouble. Look at your legs limping like this, marriage is in plain sight. Do you think Abah isn't dizzy?"
Athar silenced a thousand languages, indeed He was brave on the outside but like a cute baby cat in front of his brother.
Abah Dullah turned to look at Farid. In fact he did not blame who Athar was hanging out with. But the wrong friendship like them is what makes Abah not like.
"Yes you have just come home Rid, from today Athar I do not allow to go out. So make sure that bike you bring here, no matter how. Or Abah won't let Athar hang out with you again and make a conspiracy with your parents to get you to the law!"
"Good Bah!"
Farid patted Athar on the shoulder for a moment, then left the place.
"Bun, take him into the room. From today Athar can only leave the room while Abah is home!" Abah Dullah to his first wife.
mother Alika nodded, and took her beloved son into the room. He was actually sad to see Athar continue to act in defiance. Though Mother has often advised Athar with patience and sincerity but Athar still stubborn.
"Son, we're all grown up. Soon he will be the head of the family. Just think, how would you care for and protect your wife and your children if you were still this childish?"
"Yes Bun, Athar knows. But it is not exciting Bun, if there is no dispute between young people," replied Athar still bravely.
"AstaughfiruLahaladzim, it's not good to say that, son. You don't know how difficult it is for your pregnant mother. Until willingly Abah married two women who gave offspring faster than Mother. So Mother please dedicate to Mother, son!" Please the girl while wiping her tears.
Do not know how strange life must be faced with two honey people at once. Yes, Abah Dullah married his second wife and had a son, and married his third wife hoping to have a daughter. But in fact the three wives Abah can only give a son only.
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Some time passed by, not feeling like the day is almost here. Tomorrow Athar will marry Zena so he is surrounded like a marmot in brackets. Athar must not leave the room until the wedding.
All of that is certainly very boring, Athar who used to be wild like a wandering eagle, now only languishing in one room.
If he is allowed to be free, Athar will certainly escape responsibility, and that is not a good thing for Athar's marriage.
"Bun, what about Athar?" Abah Dullah was worried that their efforts to do so would not pay off.
"Aman Bah, hopefully Athar will be fresher tomorrow!"
"Well, you arrange what will be brought to Athar's and Zena's wedding!"
"Yes, Bah don't worry about that!"
Away staring into the corner of a simple house in my stone village of Ayum. Many neighbors helped with the preparations. The wedding will take place in three places on the same day. Because Alan and Ardhan will also justify the woman of their choice.
"Ndok, what else?"
Since Aunt Marwah saw Zena was not calm, maybe she was worrying about tomorrow.
"Father Bi, Zena is a little nervous!"
"Yes Bi, Zena is just afraid that Zena's husband is a bouncer!"
Zena said that while developing a smile. Hope your aunt isn't offended.
"Yes, yes, no papa. Your face looks red. Believe me your husband is the best of God!"
Aunt Marwah flirted back, rubbing Zena's head and leaving the girl alone.
"O Allah, how does Zena's heart keep pounding? Curious about tomorrow?" Zena muttered alone.
After that day, spinning like Biang lala. I don't know why time passes so quickly. Even Zena could not sleep all night because she was busy thinking about the wedding that would happen in the next few hours.
Zena's makeup is just perfunctory, she will be married to Athar in the afternoon. Because it has to alternate. The marriage did not take place in Abah Dullah's house but in his woman's house.
"Well, hard work, Bah. How about our bride one-on-one?" Seloroh Pak Rt.
"Yes Yon, the times you do this for me, understand penghulu and his guardian only one so must replace. hahaha...!"
Those who are helping everything prepare giggles with it. Truly this marriage will be the history of my stone village Ayum who actually knew the three heroes of Abah Dullah is just a young man who is not good at his character.
All residents came in droves to help by bringing 3 groups containing offerings. The content of the call was the same from Alan, Ardhan and Athar.
"Well, I'm nervous, where am I first again!" Upset ALan is still staring himself in front of the mirror in Athar's room. The three young men were wearing the same white suit.
"I'm Lan too, but I can't wait for the first night!" Timpal Ardhan who has a mind far away.
"Did you know how?" Athar was in the conversation.
"You know, look at that Vidio!" Confident Ardhan with confidence.
"What's up, what's down?" Alan's not as sensitive about that. Although a drunk, Alan is less sensitive to the ant burrows that Ardhan talks about.
"Jeez, cook you don't know Lan. Look out for the wrong entry, hahaha....!"
"What the hell? What is wrong with sharing. So I can get to the point later."
Alan thought about it a little while ago staring at Alan who was busy chatting with Farid.
"How are things outside, safe?"
"Faith, Thar. It seems like Abah Dullah is preparing security. There's a cop on some street where the party's going."
"Good, motor?"
"There's two kids lurking in their base!"
"Do your best, Rid."
"Each Thar, you focus on getting married."