Damar For Kinanti

you're my future wife

" It's down there..!" yoga Command on Kaila.

Kaila who had been sleeping was forced to get up and go down.

" Oh!" kaila got off the car lazily.

The two of them walked carefully towards Dinda's house.

How surprised Yoga was to see the man who hit him a few days ago sleeping on a long wooden chair, right next to the door of Dinda's house.

A simple house, with dim patio lights.

" gr..!" Yoga clucked irritably, the condition really sucks, want it to feel like he stepped on Dinda's ex-husband who was drunk heavily.

" Don't make a noise." the sound of Yoga slowly warns Kaila who is still occasionally attacked by drowsiness.

" Come here, follow the mas..?" take Yoga to walk to the back of the house.

" Jeez.. Whose house is it?" kaila protests.

" It's quiet, your job is just to accompany me." said Yoga slowly,

" I'll buy you some shoes tomorrow, you want some new ones, right?"

hearing the word shoes suddenly Kaila's sleepiness disappeared instantly, he said,

" just shoes?" ask Kaila, please,

" continue?"

" bags too.."

" ow! I could get mad at Damar if I obeyed you too much.."

" shoes and bags, agreed.otherwise I get in the car again, let the mas in the grebek people.."

" did! this kid, yes, yes..!" agree Yoga gemas.

" Hallo, come out, don't be afraid.I'm with my sister." Yoga said.

After about five minutes of waiting behind Dinda's house full of mosquitoes because it was directly faced with the garden, Dinda came out with her travel bag.

" Want to stop?" tanya Kaila is spontaneous,

" Oh..!" Yoga shuts Kaila's mouth quickly.

" Your sister?" ask Dinda flat,

" Yes, the only one and the most annoying." replied Yoga while taking a trip to Dinda.

" Later just acquaintance, now we immediately to the car..?!" said Yoga ignored the gaze of Kaila who was upset because it was called annoying.

Yoga sees her watch, 2am.

In the lyrics Kaila who fell asleep in the back, then in the lyrics Dinda who sat next to him.

The woman did not sleep at all, her eyes wide staring at the highway.

" Why can you marry a jerk like him?" tanya Yoga who had been holding back was upset, only he did not feel good if Kaila listened to their conversation.

There was no answer from Dinda, who was Yoga with only a sigh.

" Don't go back there." Yoga voice is serious,

" Where's your father? at least your father defended you?"

" The father is no longer there." finally heard the voice of Dinda, very slow almost inaudible.

" Died?"

Dinda nodded, though,

" The one at home right now is my chauffeur..

he was good, but unfortunately lost to mother..

every time my mother made a decision, no one dared to argue..

because anyone who denied it must have been considered to be against and disrespected by him." Dinda's voice turned hoarse.

Yoga glanced at her, tears coming down her cheeks.

" You shouldn't have picked me up." said Dinda.

" Why?"

" I remember you used to come home to pick up Kinanti.."

" That was first! now I'm picking you up?!" resolute Yoga again upset Dinda discussing the past.

" We're not young people, all the decisions I've made now are not as original as they once were,

many things I took into account when I decided to pursue you." added Yoga straightly staring at the dark streets.

" What did you do to me so suddenly, right? anyone would suspect it,"

" you're right.I can't explain how I feel just developing on you, which is obvious..

ever since I found you in bandung, I've felt something was different..

you are more beautiful and mature, what amazes me the most is your hardworking attitude..

where else do I find a woman like you? and again you've known me a long time..

I know your ins and outs, your attitude since we were young..

I don't want to waste time getting to know other women..

I've grown weary of women who offer beauty and luxury that is sometimes false, she said,

you must understand it, though,

Yoga glanced at Dinda for umpteenth time.

The woman smiled bitterly,

" You know, I didn't like rich men for a long time." said Dinda,

" Well, that's why you turned your back on me when I was dating Kinanti first, right?,

just so you know.I'm not a rich man, it's me who has the least of anything between my mas and mbak..

we never considered ourselves rich,

above the sky there is still the sky..

what is our family living in the village..

we just farm and farm." Kalem Yoga explained,

" You said you hated rich people, and then your ex?"

" why do you keep talking about him?" Dinda stared at Yoga, the two of them glancing at each other.

" because I want to know, please answer.."

" if I don't answer?"

" I'll ask Mbakyu,"

" Magy??"

" Wins.."

Dinda laughed suddenly,

" laugh but then explain to me." Yoga's voice is still serious.

" You're that curious?"

" of course.you're my future wife." take it lightly Yoga said that.

Dinda was immediately shocked,

" You're just haphazardly talking, aren't you afraid your sister's hearing it?" dinda Protest.

" No. Only guilty people deserve to be afraid..

indeed I will make you my wife, I will pursue you.."

" If I run?"

" Where can you run?"

" Do you doubt how far I can go?"

Yoga smiles arrived, and,

" Flee far away, I'll catch you..

I'm not the weak Yoga I used to be..

I will fight half to death for what I want to have now.."

Dinda fell silent, there was a great emphasis in the sound of Yoga.

" Now tell me, why did you marry that son of a bitch?" tanya Yoga again still did not give up.

Dinda could only sigh, then calmly answer.

" It was the result of an arranged marriage, we didn't even date.just met a few times and got married." said Dinda,

" You just took that match?"

" i can what? just graduated from college, and mom always talked about my budding back to my parents..

mom says enough to marry that person has made your life calm and comfortable,

because there are many..

we do not need to bother buying rice, mothers are also given free land to cultivate plants, and,

mother plants anything, and sells the produce for herself"

" Then you?"

" I guess making mom happy and obeying her decision is one way to return my favor as a child.."

" Didn't your mother recognize how rude your husband was?"

" I know, but I'm worried because of the land..

maybe you don't want to live hard anymore,

my family's life improved when I married her.."

" your mind?!"

Dinda smiled bitterly,

" You know. I miscarried twice.he stepped on my stomach a few times when I was drunk,

I don't even know if I can have another child or not right now.doesn't that make you think?"

Yoga did not answer, but Dinda could see the face of Yoga growling, her hand was gripping tightly to the steering wheel that was in her grasp.

" I don't care if you get pregnant or not. You hear that?" yoga replied shortly afterwards, his voice firm but calm, the man did not turn to Dinda, he remained focused on the highway, he was still focused on the road,

but the look on his face still hardened with a molar that looked stiff, like holding a big emotion.