Crazy bastards

Misnomer

The day was getting hotter, the clock was showing at 10, people started to arrive and instantly the living room became full of people. The housekeepers were busy preparing dishes in the next room. Before there was a quarrel between mom and dad, I thought mommy would get angry and stop this marriage. Right .., I forgot that this woman who became my mother really likes money. Although she is a good woman, but every time she talks about money, she is always a woman who looks different. If he gets money from the father then to get it out takes a lot of energy for me and the father. He's a stingy lover of money so it's impossible that he's not tempted by this marriage.

“Put, penghulu has arrived, you are ready to wait inside ya!”, uncle met me and went straight out to meet the ruler and Dafit family.

I just smiled wryly, this marriage makes me sad, every time my lips say sorry to Rosi. I wanted to run away, but I hated my good attitude. Really torturing me.

The Bridegroom came, and sat in the place of the ijab. Penghulu came with Pak Wawan but they did not go directly to ijab. The study before the ijab began, the uncle invited Pak Wawan and the ruler into my bridal room.

“How pak”, Ask uncle.

“calm, I have taken care of it before here,” said Pak Wawan. “ini bride”, Pak Wawan pointed at me.

The man approached me and opened his name, he asked my complete biodata, “you want what dowry?”, he asked.

“whatever they”, I replied ketus.

Then the ruler turned to Wawan.

“maskawin remains as planned”, replied Wawan.

The ruler wrote down the dowry that was meant by Pak Wawan, and lastly he asked for my signature. Then they left the room. I just bowed sadly, I did not expect the story of Siti Nurbaya to happen to me. Outside is very crowded, why every second of this crowd becomes my anxiety.

After the ceremony began, after the people were seated solemnly, the ruler walked up to the bride, he sat right in front of Dafid who was sitting expressionless. Penghulu continued the event by praying and while accompanied by Pak Wawan, uncle and Father.

“what brother Dafid is ready?”, asked pak penghulu while thrusting the reading of ijab into Dafid's hands.

Dafid read the paper, “why is the name different? It's a mistake the name of his bride”, Dafid protests on pak pengulu.

“that's his real name. The wedding must use the original name when the umbilical cord is decided”, replied Pak Wawan cutting. My father and uncle just kept quiet and didn't blink.

“well, let's pack Jono , we start”, take Dafid.

“No need, Mr. Jono has submitted to the judge in earlier”, replied Mr. Wawan.

The Ijabpun ceremony started, everything went well, and now Dafid in Pak Wawan and Uncle came into my room. I was so scared and agitated, chaotic feelings kept on attacking me. The sound of legs coming closer, people began to crowded around the bridal door, I was really afraid of not being able to stand up to meet Dafid, my husband at this time.

“Who are you?”, dafid was surprised to see me sitting down. Mr. Wawan and uncle immediately closed the door and approached Dafid.

“Papa, what are you planning?, he is not Nila”, cried Dafid.

“Quiet son, this marriage is temporary until I find Nila for you”, replied Pak Wawan.

“papa, not enough you hurt me, and now cheat your own son”.

“Dafid, this I do for you”, replied Pak Wawan.

“no I don't want to accept it, we failed this marriage”, snapped Dafid.

“Do not do that, papa malu”.

“you think only of yourself, how about me?”, Dafid yells, “and you”, he approached me. “what did you pay to replace Nila?”.

I just kept watching the fight.

“Do you have no pride?, do you have no shame?how dare you marry me”, Dafid pulls my collar.

“already!! what are you doing?”, Pak Wawan released Dafid's handrails.

“my tears have dried up because of this tragedy, so please fight peacefully and do not pull me into your troubles, I will follow the result of the winner”, so please, I sat quietly while looking at those who were bickering at each other.

“see papa !, she's a crazy woman”, Dafid pointed at me.

“right, I went crazy because of this crazy situation”, I sighed.

“you are crazy for being a rich family”, Dafid smiled mockingly.

“What?”, I know, my emotions are unstoppable anymore. “I am also rich with high IQ, high EQ and beautiful face”.

“hahahahaha”, Dafid laughed out loud, “do you have a mirror in your house?, you are lucky to be married to a prince like me”.

“apa?”, I sneered at him. “You are handsome, but I think something is wrong with you. Aren't you mighty?”.

“mmmm, you're just talking shit. Don't expect me to fall into your trap”.

“cih. Just think about what you want to think all you want. The handsome prince who was left behind even 6 times, it's too real that there's something wrong with you”.

Dafid was silent for a moment, I realized that he had scratched his old wound. But I couldn't keep my emotions from hearing her chatter. Dafid bowed as if the wound was torturing his heart, seeing that I just bowed in confusion and fret. There was a sense of sadness at seeing his sadness “ maybe he's a nice guy who loves Nila” so much, I thought. But why did Nila leave this man who loved her?, ahhhhhh…. My mind is muddled in this silence. “sorry, I am sorry for my sass”, I whispered nearby.

“Have you guys spoken?”, Pak Wawan quits this awkwardness. “and you are Dafid, papa hope to accept the reality”, Pak Wawan approached Dafid and whispered “papa know everything you do”. And at once, Dafid was shocked.

“pardon me for not being able to stop your uncle and papamu”, I bow down to shame. “but don't worry, this fake wedding is only until Nila meets, said your uncle and papa for at most 1 week. So let's hang on in a minute”, I sincerely hope we don't hurt each other during Nila's search.

Dafid smiled cunningly, he just looked at me cunningly “let's just hang on for a little while longer, until Nila comes. Can you still think like that?”.

That sly smile sucks, but I have to hang on. One week is just a minute, consider it an unlucky dream.

“you must prepare, because I have to go home immediately after the end”, Dafid approached me “I can not stay long because the office is too busy”.

“ok, you can go straight home, I won't stop you”.

“You're funny”, Dafid smiled. “if the husband comes home then the wife also comes along, you don't know this simple rule?”.

“apa?”. I'm shocked.

“ayolah already spoke!”, ask Pak Wawan. “the conversation just started, let's go out first to meet the invited guests”.

“But Sir....”,

“already! The matter was discussed after the events”, Mr. Wawan pulled my hand and Dafid went out of the room to the invited guests. And we really made busy that day, my legs and my arms, really made extra work.Hail here, greetings there, photo here, photo there and we can only sigh “uhhhhhh....” together.