EPOCHS

Chapter 11

This afternoon the weather was so hot. The sun refused to pull over. The light that shines is able to make the skin burn instantly. Many people choose to visit a cafe to sit around spoiled while enjoying a glass of ice or cold coffee.

This was done by Kinza and Intan. They both chose one of the cafes near the campus to just relax.

"No word yet from Claudia?" tanya Intan opened her voice to Kinza who was still busy with her drinks. The girl who was asked stopped her activities for a moment.

"For today there is none. Three days ago he said he would be busy with UPRAK. And I don't know until when." Kinza replied quietly. Intan mangut-mangut understand.

"When you got married, he didn't come?" ask Intan again. Kinza flicked his shoulders of origin. He's not a shaman who can know everything.

"Pray him for his day off, I didn't force him to come anyway. In a way, the Bogor-Malang distance is far." he added a little disappointed. It's true. The distance of hundreds of kilos of meters had kept Kinza and Claudia far apart.

Kinza chose to study in Jakarta, and Claudia continued her education as a Doctor at one of the State Universities in Malang.

"Ah, why is this mellow. Ha ha ha." Kinza said with a laugh. It's okay Claudia didn't come. This is not Kinza's dream wedding. Just a wedding joke.

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Towards the wedding day, Kinza's house began to be filled with relatives who came from various regions. Tomorrow Kinza is getting married, and tonight is a school event. His house is only used for studies and Ijab Kobul only. The rest of them will hold a wedding reception at the Building of Braja Mustika, Bogor.

Kinza is already beautiful with a peach-colored brocade robe and a matching hijab. The makeup polish is not too thick, making a natural beautiful impression on the radiant face of Kinza. Perfect for girls his age.

"Za, can you come with me to the park?" call Kenzo suddenly.

"Yes for a minute." reply Kinza quickly.

"Why?" tanya Kinza arrived at the garden behind the house.

"Clearly to me about Bang Al, Ma'am Putri and Bang Arjuna!" lick Kenzo.

Kinza's body immediately stiffened perfectly. Sort of like there's a stream of electricity stinging his body. Kenzo knows about Al, Princess and Arjuna? From where?

"Well, where do you know?" ask Kinza nervously. His hands and forehead were sweating, showing how nervous his girl was now.

"It doesn't matter where I know. What's clear now, you have to be honest with me!" pinta Kenzo is serious. The brother side of the man was clearly visible. Kenzo is worried about his sister.

"Gue can't tell you, anu-it-Mbak Putri,"

"Say it's all the same to me!" lick Kenzo.

"Gue can't, Jo!"

"Why can't you?! It's your wedding, my sister's wedding! You should not cover up all the rottenness of the Princess Mother. It's a wedding, Za. You can't mess around after her!" verdict Kenzo seemed to know all about it.

Kinza pecked for a moment. Her lips felt faint and her breath was slightly choked. The girl was scared to death.

"Lo also deserves to be happy with this marriage!" keep Kenzo.

"No way, Jo. This is not my dream wedding! What is the profit for me, because it has captured the prospective fiancee Mbak Putri?! Can I be happy to be married to Bang Al? No Jo, I'm tormented." said Kinza. His body trembled while holding his sob. Her chest rumbled violently with eyes that began to glaze over.

Kenzo pulls Kinza's body into his decapitation. Kenzo's higher body than Kinza made Kinza drown in Kenzo's arms.

Sobs instantly slid from Kinza's thin lips. The girl could not resist the turmoil in her chest. It felt so painful and painful to remember.

"Gu-gue doesn't know when to hide this problem. Claudia left, Mama and Papa didn't seem to care. And lo! You're gonna leave me behind because I'm going to AKMIL in a few months."

"Gue himself, Jojo. I was confused as to what to do after marriage and after everything was gone. I'm ruined, Jo. I'm really devastated, hyks." raved Kinza while crying. His appearance was not as good as it was. This is Kinza. Kinza is different from the old Kinza. Kinza who ruined his life was consumed by the matchmaking.

"Suutt, you can't talk like that. I'm still here in about three months. And before I go, you can make me a place to confide." said Kenzo.

Kinza raised her head, the girl stared fixedly at Kenzo. "Thank you, Jo." replied Kinza while tightening her arms on Kenzo's tall body.

"Everything is gonna be alright. Don't be sad, okay?!"

"Okay!"

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Kinza noticed her appearance in front of the mirror. White kebaya with batik cloth already attached fitting on his body. Polishing make-up, as well as Sundanese custom headdresses have also been neatly arranged on the face and head of Kinza.

The girl sighed slowly.

"Today I'm getting married? Is this a dream? But why does it all feel so real?" muttered Kinza wondering. Thats enough. Kinza can't cry. He should look happy in front of the parents and invited guests.

"Bak, don't cry. Make-up is afraid of fading, you know." said the makeup artist while fixing the makeup Kinza at the end of the eyelid. Kinza instantly came to a realization, as if slapped with this reality.

"Sorry, Ma'am." Kinza replied with an awkward smile.

The door to his room is open. Showing the figure of Mama wrapped in cream-colored brocade kebaya. Her smile expanded, as soon as she saw her daughter ready in front of the mirror.

"It's so pretty, Mama." praise Mama while watching Kinza in front of the mirror. Kinza smiled.

"Dear everyone, make them all smile." - Inner Kinza.

"Good thanks, Ma."

"Yes dear. Yes we have come down. Al and his family have come." said Mama while helping Kinza stand up.

Slowly but surely. Kinza helped Mama down the stairs. All eyes were on the two of them. Decak amazed her unceasingly out of the lips of the invited guests. Except Al. The man didn't seem to budge in the least. Not even looking.

Arriving at the table. Kinza sat down next to Al. It looks so awkward. Between nervousness and doubt struck both of her.

Event after event has been done. A few minutes ago Al had made a sacred promise that neither of them ever wanted.

Such are the sacred words spoken by Al.

Everyone is smiling happily. Not with Kinza. His heart was even broken. Completely destroyed. Now, the girl had become the legitimate wife of a Captain. Inf. Althafariz Ramaditya Aerospace. At once a woman who has taken the Princess' lover. "Punish me, O Lord." He wrote in his heart.

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"FLASHBACK OFF"

A beautiful little girl was curled up crying on the bed. Ah, it's not exactly a girl. His status had changed since ten hours ago. She is officially NY. Aerospace. Wife of a soldier whose age is ten years different. That fucking matchmaking has changed all of it. Love, friends, and all his life.

Kinza. The girl continued to cry after the contract was completed.

Crushed. One word that describes Kinza's current condition. His body that was still wrapped in white kebaya lay weakly on the bed. The girl was crying loudly. Shed all her sadness and disappointment.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am."

"I'm sorry, Bang Juna."

"We're both devastated now." said Kinza as she continued to sob. Her chest is tight. Her eyes swelled. It hurts so much Tuhaaan.

Suddenly the door opened. The figure of Al came and still wears the same beskap with the kebaya Kinza. Kinza hurriedly wiped away her tears. The atmosphere turned awkward as Al continued to draw closer towards Kinza.

"Tonight I'm going to the dorm. There are some I have to take care of. The door is not in the key" said Al flat while removing the clothes attached to his athletic body.

Kinza. He looked straight at Al.

"Isn't there a week's leave? Then what's Brother taking care of?" tanya Kinza hesitated. He looked at Al with a sad look.

"It's none of your business!" reply Al fast. Kinza was silent.

"But what did Mom and Dad say when they found out that she wasn't in my room?" Kinza.

"I can find a reason. You don't have to take care of me." again Kinza fell silent. He breathed slowly. Whatever this guy says.

Al changed his shirt with a short-sleeved black shirt and knee-length jeans. Her appearance was not like wanting to go to the dorm. Al looked like he was going to meet someone.

Al just left without saying goodbye to Kinza. He immediately drove his car to one of the famous cafes in Bogor City. Not waiting for a long time, his car was parked smoothly in front of the coffee shop.

Al is looking for a woman he really wants to meet. A few months ago, he was busy with his wedding. So today is a good time to meet.

Al entered the coffee shop. His eyes are looking for a beautiful female figure adjaan his heart. Princess Naima.

"Po?" call Al while smiling. The princess who felt called then turned to the source of the voice.

"Sit down, Al." said the Princess flatly.

"Have you waited a long time for me?" ask Al again. The princess nodded quickly. "No, no."

"Not seen in a long time. I miss you, Put." said Al warmly. He tried to grab the Princess' hand. But, the girl directly hit him.

"Not to talk. Now tell me what you want?" ask Princess flat. Had enough. Princesses can't be tempted anymore!

"You've changed a lot, haven't you? All this thanks to Arjuna?" Al turned around to ask. Princesses glaring. He couldn't help himself. He misses this guy. He misses the figure of Al.

"Al, stop! Don't make me so heavy let go of you!" lirih Princess.

"I never asked you to let me go. I love you, Put! You're the only one in my heart."

"Now I'm married. But, I want to keep in touch with you. I'm sorry, Put. But my love for you is too great..."

Plaque!!

"Enough, Al!" cut Princess quickly. The girl slapped Al pretty hard. For the second time the Princess slapped Al. Slap the man she loves.

Al was silent for a moment. Her cheeks are hot now. Pretty strong slap that gave the Princess. Until, visible reddish patches on the smooth cheeks Al.

"I won't be able to stop." replied Al blandly.

"Forget me, and accept Kinza's presence. Don't you ever hurt her."

"Our relationship ended a few months ago. I ask you, never meet and call me again." said Princess Iirih.

"The next day I will move to Magelang. I want to start a new life. Without you. Without this pain. And without our memories." said the Princess while leaving Al alone. Al immediately took a moment. Al stared at the Princess' departure softly. Is the story over now? Inhere? In this rainy city?

"Aaarrgss." Al rattled in frustration.

Without Al knowing. Someone was lurking at him. The man smiled bitterly. His fists are strong, as if representing his passionate heart turmoil. Anger and disappointment come together. That man is Kenzo Irsyanio Malik.

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The sound of gunshots makes the atmosphere of the building of Braja Mustika, Bogor. Apparently the Sword Pora Ceremony is about to take place. Seen from the twenty members of the Army have lined up and walked neatly and gallantly into the building area of the King Mustika.

Kinza was already standing straight while holding Al's arm. Honestly, he was nervous. In addition to pretending to be happy, she is also nervous because she will soon be the center of attention. Her petite body was wrapped in a green dress in line with the clothes worn by Al. Her pretty face is already on the makeup polish that is not too thick. As well as a bouquet of flowers as a sweetener held by the powerful Kinza.

While Al. The man looks handsome with a uniform Ceremony Service Clothing (PDU). Various brevets of prowess and several awards were attached to his chest, showing Al's many accomplishments.

At first glance, amazed looks from the beautiful girl. His smile expands to see and feel a series of events of Sword Pora that is so solemn and impressed romantic. A lot of people are capturing this moment. "Highly dear, this marriage took place without any love." Kinza said in her heart.

The two of them began to walk under the sword. Very admirable. Kinza bak became queen. Hundreds of eyes stared at him. A moment of pride was in Kinza's heart. "Pretty proud of the husband of the Army. But, it is more proud to marry LOVE!" his mind is stirring.