Dowager Bohay

Simple Wedding

The anticipated Sunday arrived. The rose had dressed herself and wore the same kebaya when she married Mas Pur five years ago. No relatives of the Roses were present, all stay away from the Roses since the Rose was imprisoned and consider the Roses a cold-blooded killer who even had the heart to finish off the life of her own husband.

Contracted next door, Djiwa is tidying a white shirt assisted by Rendi. "Wa, the tie is plain black" suggested Rendi.

"Now ah, like an apprentice! I want to get married, Ren. Although I'm undercover, but my appearance must be handsome to the maximum!" Djiwa picks up an expensive navy blue tie that she buys while out on a trip abroad.

Rendi resignedly obeyed the orders of Djiwa. He wore a tie around Djiwa's neck and tidied his top shirt. Djiwa now looks very handsome.

"Lo sure, Wa? You can still change your mind, Wa," persuaded Rendi once again.

Djiwa smiled at the attention of her assistant. He could see his best friend who was so worried about his future. "Gue's gonna be fine, Ren. Pray that my marriage and the Rose will be good. May we mate until death do us part." Djiwa slapped Rendi on the shoulder.

"Amin" said Rendi.

"Come on, now we're going to the house next door!" bring Djiwa.

Rendi took her parents to the Rose house. Both parents have been asked to follow the scenario that Djiwa made. Mr. Rendi who used to be the driver of the Djiwa family initially rejected Djiwa's crazy plan, but after hearing the reason that Djiwa loves Roses finally agreed.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm so sorry to have you and Mom again" Djiwa told Mr. Darsono, a driver she considers her own family. Since Rendi became Djiwa's personal assistant, Mr. Darsono finally decided to retire and entrepreneurship at home.

"Yes, Den. I pray Aden happily" said Mr. Darsono sincerely.

The arrival of Djiwa was greeted by a cynical and unfriendly gaze from the line of men outside the Rose house who wanted to see their marriage directly. It seems they do not accept that their favorite Widow Bohay belongs to another man.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen, I took the rose first. Don't be angry, yes" ledek Djiwa make them shout Djiwa loudly.

"Huuuuhhhh!" their cheer is compact.

"Gue doain fit akad so stammer lo, let's fail to own our Roses," said klimis gents.

"Gue doain later tonight lato-lato lo sleep pules, let Rose be disappointed lo lo," ketus youth black.

"Gue doain left to sleep with Rose, let's fail you first night!" said the gaffers do not want to lose.

"Can't do ugly people! We turn to ourselves! The real Doain, hopefully my lato-lato can be strong to pound the Roses overnight. Doain also hope that the Roses can break the sticky, do not fall asleep!" pasal Djiwa made him back to be cheered on.

Rendi bobbing head saw the actions of his boss who did not look charismatic at all. The leader of a large company that is usually respected and feared was even showing off with the villagers fighting over the Widow of Bohay. What does the big boss say?

Rendi took Djiwa and brought him into the Rose house. It appeared that a beautiful woman that Rendi had never seen before was sitting in the living room of the Rose house. After inviting Djiwa and the group in, the beautiful woman then went into the room to pick up the Rose.

The rose came out shortly afterwards. The soul stared without a blink the beautiful face of a simple-dressed Rose. There are no fancy dresses, just simple kebaya that can be purchased at Tanah Abang Market for under five hundred thousand rupiah. Behind the amazed look, Djiwa felt sad. He could not buy expensive kebaya to hide his identity. The soul does not dissolve in sadness any longer. It's her wedding day. The happiest day of his life.

Djiwa smiled and Rose returned her smile. The more beautiful the rose looks when she smiles. The soul and the rose sit next to each other. In front of them came the ruler who would marry them religiously.

"Are you all ready?" ask Mr. Penghulu.

"Already, sir," replied Djiwa quickly.

"Well, what a spirit to marry. Afternoon, especially night?" pak Menghulu Goda.

"Udah gatel he sir!" the black young man.

"God! Noisy ah! Disturb people!" omel Djiwa's.

Back Djiwa is cheered by Rose fans outside. To calm the situation, Mr. Penghulu again took over the event. After prayer, a serious atmosphere began to be created.

"I received the marriage of Mawarni bint Sucipto with a gold dowry of three grams paid in cash!" The soul looks serious and speaks with a single breath.

"Huh?" ask Mr. Penghulu.

"Well!" said two witnesses namely Rendi and the beautiful woman who had welcomed the arrival of Rendi.

"Alhamdulillah!"

The Rose Fans who were in front all re-cried Djiwa. They are like football fans who lost a match and seem disappointed because now the Rose has become the wife of people, although still bohay.

"My rose! Why did you leave Aa?" The fathers cried because of the marriage of Roses.

Djiwa turned her body and the sharp gaze of the Rose fans instantly she got. Djiwa instead of fear even stick out his tongue soft palate compact fathers heartbroken congregation. "Turk!" the black boy.

After the marriage contract, now is the time to silence both parents. The first soul to bow to Mr. Darsono.

"Mr! Huaoo!" Djiwa pretended to cry sadly when sungkem on his former personal driver. "Doain Djiwa yes, sir!"

Rose saw Djiwa crying, joined in crying and rubbed Djiwa's back gently to calm her down. Rendi who saw the acting of her boss felt bad and wanted to pinch Djiwa's head.

"Why is his acting so good?" inner Rendi.

"Father pray that you and Rose will live a happy life, son," said Mr. Darsono sincerely.

Djiwa assures Mr. Darsono's prayer. Now replace Djiwa sungkem on Mother Darsono. His cry sounded sadder, making Rendi to stroke the chest to see the work of her boss.

Djiwa's great success in acting. Rendi wanted to clap her hands to see Djiwa's acting skills that deserve an Oscar.

"Photo used to be the Boss, uh meaning Wa!" rendi orders while aiming the camera at Djiwa and Roses who appear to be smiling happily.

"Ren, I'm sorry, can you take a photo that people don't?" tanya Djiwa with a voice made like a plain young man from the village. Rendi held back her patience.

"Can. Go ahead, freestyle." Rendi followed Djiwa's will. The soul holds the Rose's waist and the Rose's hand on the Soul's chest. The two stared at each other with loving eyes.

"OK one ... two ... three!" Some photos of Rendi also taken. Djiwa was addicted and tried several poses, forgetting that he was being noticed by many people.

When Rendi is engrossed in taking pictures, she unknowingly bumps into Lily, Rose's best friend who is preparing food.

"Eh, sorry, Ma'am," said Rendi.

"It's okay, Mas. Please continue!" Lily left the living room and went back to preparing the food but Rendi's eyes continued to pay attention to her.

A simple wedding ceremony closed with a joint meal. No guests congratulate me and take photos together. No customary events. What a lonely marriage. In his heart Djiwa felt sad but all this he had to do. He would prepare Rose to be a great son-in-law before introducing her to his parents.

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