Forced to Marry a High School Girl

Forced to Marry a High School Girl
Recognition



"What's up, Din, you look so tense, why? you got a problem?" said mama Indri who this afternoon met with Dinda at a restaurant at Dinda's request.


"Mk_"


"You why the hell?''


Instead of speaking, Dinda sobbed, repeatedly wiping her tears with a tissue, and her tears dripped back.


"Din's? if you have a problem you can go straight to me, I'll listen."


"Mbak_ I want a story but after I finish telling the story I am afraid that Indri will hate, then leave me."


"Why do you think so, what mistake did you make, until I had to hate and die you."


"Bak should promise me first, whatever happens mbak Indri do not leave me, mbak want to promise right?" Dinda grasped both hands of Mama Indri with a look full of supplication, making mama Indri sigh.


"Okay Din, if you tell me so quickly what you want to tell me, I promise no matter what happens I will not hate you as you fear."


"Well, thank you, ma'am."


"What's going on?"


"Don't you remember, I told you about my life in the past before I married Andreas Aditama, I was married to a man named Rahman."


"Yes, I remember."


"Sir, it was the result of my first marriage that I had a daughter."


The deg!


Mama Indri seemed surprised, because as she remembered her best friend never told her that she had a child from her first marriage.


Mama Indri still vividly remembers when she first knew Dinda who became the wife of her husband's business colleagues who often met at various important meetings of the higher-ups, they often share stories about their home life.


And as time went on the two got closer, and became good friends.


In fact, Mama Indri is the person who knows best about the state of Dinda who several miscarriages and ended with the removal of her uterus because of problems.


"You never told me about Din before that you had a child."


"Yes mbak, I think with me remarrying a child will be easy I get again, but it turns out I'm wrong _god seems to punish me."


"Din, don't talk like that."


"That's the reality, and I am well aware of my fatal mistakes in the past, but Indri must know one thing, that I am not a good woman, I am a greedy woman of treasure, she said, which then torments me in old age."


"Din, what are you talking about?" mama Indri is increasingly confused by Dinda's speech that is widening everywhere.


"Sir, I used to lie to Indri that I was divorced because of my cheating husband."


The deg!


"I don't care about that kid who was thrashing around crying to be carried by me."


"Din, already!" mama Indri rubbed her back without intending to leave Dinda which she thought was very outrageous, because even so she could imagine for herself what it was like to be Dinda who was filled with guilt.


Remembering she had experienced, when leaving her first son Ando, in order to heal the wounds caused by the affair that her ex-husband had done first.


"Din, everything that happens let it happen, the most important thing now is that you regret it."


"According to you, whether my mistake is forgivable, what do you think my daughter will forgive me."


"That_"


"My daughter Anggia mbak, Anggia Aprilia Zahra Nattan's wife, Indri's daughter-in-law" explained Dinda made mama Indri wide.


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"Oh, unfortunately, is my mom home? how are the streets?" mama Indri said while holding Anggia took her to the dining table.


"Seru very much ma."


"Anggia happy?"


"It's so nice to ma."


"CK, here's the effect even I'm the daughter-in-law of mama." grumbled Nattan who walked behind the two.


"Shut up!"


"No, it's my turn to say a jerk, try if Anggia who talks, dearly continues."


"Let's sit down son, eat a lot! no need to be horrified by the male mosquito on that one, he was chatty when at home." mama Indri pulled a chair to sit on Anggia, not to forget he also scooped rice and also side dishes for Anggia.


"Ma_"


"What, want to protest, want to take rice too, no! take it for yourself, mama bored Nat times, twenty-seven years have taken care of you, eh! almost twenty-eight years."


"Yesampun mama same son own very calculation anyway,!"


"Who is counting, mama's people are eating" said mama Indri ketus.


While Nattan just grimaced, while rubbing his nape.


"Old man by the way, it's true to continue to look like."


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