ENTANGLED MARRY OLD OM

EPS. 01

Amara Tithania arcinta a single girl, an only child. 17 years is the age of adolescence stepped on the level of adulthood, long-spirited girl, white skinned, slender and filled, nose pointed, and, her lips were as beautiful as a red lily, as well as her eyes that were like a full moon.

He was an only child of the village chief, a jolly, nosy, agile girl. The girl who has a prosperous life and is always spoiled by her father.

Love is her calling, weekend is what the young girl awaits because she can be spoiled on her favorite blue pillow. Stop for a moment from the hustle and bustle of the textbooks that always haunt him.

Tok.

"Love open the door, I want to talk"

Klek, the all-light blue door was open, plastered clean room, neatly arranged with a typical fragrant girl. Love came out in her blue pajamas.

"What's up, huh?"

With lazy Love asked.

"Down, I want to talk"

"Yes"

Love came down lazily he already knew what his father wanted to talk about.

"Sir Dayat has spoken to my father"

The father was seen pausing his words, glancing briefly at the wife who just put the grilled yam and warm tea on the table.

"We agreed to continue your matchmaking with Nak Arhan"

Love was shocked, but she immediately lowered her head. As strongly as they reject their wishes, people will still defend their principles.

Arhan Daseno is a young man who has earned a bachelor's degree in economics, a young teacher who is new to society. And already a year ago the handsome young teacher, skinned brown mature, nose bangir also charming hair with his sweet smile it pioneered the tofu factory. The factory that has recruited more than 50 people is growing quite rapidly in this year.

"Yes"

Love immediately got up, then walked towards his room.

"Well, isn't it okay we forced her"

Whisper the mother who knows very well the child.

"Keep wanting how else, only the child deserves Love"

Armita was just silent, actually she did not like Arhan.

The conversation had been a month ago, and Arhan also often visited the residence of Love, a girl who was so beautiful. Delivering to school, visiting on Sunday nights like a teenage couple in his public. And deliver a little home food to be friendly. Not infrequently the young man hitchhiked to eat too.

Cinta also seems to be a little bit more to keep distance from Arhan Daseno, the only child of Dayat Daseno, a teacher and farmer of the residents.

"Don't Arhan come yet?"

"Say I'm going to town"

Answer Love indifferently when the mother asks. Mother Armita knows if her child does not like the single line of the Dayat sir. Her parents are very respectful of modesty but, her children often date young girl in the village next to her cousin village.

That day Love went to school, at the crossroads saw Arhan's car carrying a girl in uniform like him. Love is silent.

"Aren't those your candidates?"

Love just nodded, Rista was Love's older cousin who happened to pass by.

"Kok Daddy want to go ahead with an arranged marriage with someone like that?"

Love is silent until it arrives at school.

It's been 2 weeks, Love avoided that young man. Neither the phone, messages or visits are ignored.

Tok.dok.

"It's sunday bun!"

Love screams with all its might.

But the door was still knocked from the outside, 5 minutes later the foot of Love stepped on the floor to the door.

Clamps.

"Build breakfast first"

"Gak ahh bun, Love males"

"There's Arhan downstairs with your dad"

While whispering Armi mother of love said.

Lazily Love opened her beautiful eyelids. Immediately down the stairs then head to the ground floor to the living room.

"Good morning dad"

The father just glanced at his daughter.

"Hurry to take a shower, Arhan has picked you up"

"Hem, okay"

"Hi, good morning"

Arhan's eyes were intending to look beautifully into the eyes of his future lover, but the beautiful face was immediately wasted.

"Heart of heart"

Then the father left after patting his beloved daughter on the shoulder, towards the back porch.

"I took a shower first"

Arhan nodded, Love immediately darted into his room intending to take a bath. Immediately dressed in long black jeans and a t-shirt and a black sweeter. Love came back down to the living room just by changing clothes without make up.

Arhan said in his heart.

"Let's go"

Saying Love, Arhan nodded towards his matic motor.

The car drove on the village road was quite quiet even though the holidays were not like the chaotic city streets.

They arrive at the bookstore, Love is good at sorting out books. While Arhan met his acquaintances, so cool to talk that Arhan forgot the Love that he brought earlier. Arhan headed to a place to hang out with friends and the couple he brought yesterday morning to have fun.

Love had finished buying a book, seen her coming out of a bookstore and clinging back and forth looking like she was looking for someone.

Buggh......

Love smashed into a man's chest, until his book was scattered.

"sorry"

But the man walked away unconcerned, Love shook her head.

"Don't go with the book, just stop not"

After 1 hour of waiting, which awaited the invisible stem of his nose, finally Love decided to go home alone.

In the plaza of the village of Cinta stopped for a while, buying the ice dawet seplastik. Very sweet and refreshing throat.

The day was so hot Love headed home on foot in the alley that was not too narrow.

Bruumm.brruum a mercedezz benz passed by his side.

Craaatt....

The muddy ground was just crushed by that rider.

"Hey.you're down"

But the car continued to casually drive to the end of the road.

"Basic irresponsibility"

"I'm a nyesel ushered Arhan, where is he? boro boro nganterin go home, his people are gone"

Samar's cryptic Love took out a teardrop in his heart.

Love until home which is arguably the most magnificent in his village there is a guardrail in front of the house, not like the gedongan people in Jakarta because his father is only the village head only while his mother sells crib rice or cool language catering so it is.

"Home home"

"Yes bi Sri"

Bi Sri who often helps clean the yard noticed their house lady who looked lethargic.

"Yes bi"

Love just goes in, immediately to the bathroom and shower because it was dirty by the water of the car was on the road.

"Laper is again"

Love came down, he saw on the table eating no food because it was still 10 in the morning. Love lazily poured milk into the glass and gave jam to the bread and ate it. After that Cinta intends to continue sleeping, her legs are very sore because they have to walk 1 hour. Fortunately he brought his cell phone with an electric wallet to pay for anything. If not just walking and starving but also embarrassed not to be able to pay for the book he has chosen with great difficulty.

Drrtt.

Love that is cool in the dream world is disturbed by the sound of the ringing of his cellphone. Love woke up to see the name of the caller on his phone screen. Arhan's appearance, Love let the phone ring until it hurts itself.

At 8pm Love's down for dinner, heading for the kitchen and filling up her plate.

"So Arhan came here"

The mother looked at her son Tang still feed food into his mouth without being disturbed.

"She said she didn't find you at the store when she came back from the toilet"

Love was still reluctant to answer, the mother confused herself about the behavior of her bad boy.

"Please keep your distance, you will be with your family"

Said Armita sincerely.

'Huh who wants to have a family with that seoerti man'

Say Love in the heart.

"Mother, Love wants to go up first yes, want to do this task kn want the final exam bun"

Love is about to move, but mother offers something for Love. An invitation to his cousin Rista Hiamini's wedding.

"3 more days, you're the bride-to-be's maid of honor"

Love smiled happily, hugged her mother then brought the invitation to her room to contact her beloved cousin's sister.

Drrt.

Love tries to suppress the number of his dearest sister Rista, but nil.

"Hmmm basic tinnacle bride"

Say it while looking at the design of the invitation.

'I want to design something more beautiful than this'

Yes, Rista chose an invitation designed by her mischievous cousin's sister.

SERIATE.