FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

PROMO WHISPERED LOVE

Raindrops were still soaking the earth, the red earth mound was still visibly thick, merging with the water falling from the sky. Samar, the sound of sobs is still heard, the sorrow clearly still envelops their hearts, as well as me, I also feel their pain, as long as do’a sounded echo, ushering his departure.

The departure of a beautiful woman who is very meritorious to the life of a man who loves her very much.

“Patient yes ..” I pat the shoulder of the tall man with a raging feeling. Meanwhile, the red baby in his lap was sleeping, the man hugged the baby very tightly, as if they wanted to strengthen each other.

“Still ...” he nodded, without a smile, only tears and a sad face that he displayed.

“I am so sorry for the departure of Humaira, may Maira be at peace by her side” I said again, trying to strengthen the man who is now on my right side, was looking at the red mound with adhesiveness. Meanwhile, the other hand was holding a black umbrella, which shaded the baby in its carrier.

“I'm sure, you can get through all this” added me again.

“Andin .. dear ... already yuk, we are almost late, we have to go to the boutique, make a fitting bridal dress” without me realized, the man on my left pulled my arm, his voice was very unfriendly.

“I first ..” pamitku, following in the footsteps of the man who almost dragged me from this place.

One step ...

Two steps ...

Three steps ...

“Thanks ... AN – DIN” I stopped my steps, then I turned my head back, his face still remains the same, but, I had a glance at him, he glanced at me.

I smiled knots looking at him “Sama-sama” I said, then I continued my journey, towards the place we were originally going to.

“Ambu ... Andin left for the boutique first yes .. want to shave my maiden dress”, on the woman who has given birth to me after we arrived home, seen the look in her eyes containing wounds, disappointed, happy, also doubtful.

He smiled “Iya, be careful Yes Din” he said, while stroking my head slowly,

“Ambu believes, your decision is the best” whispered right in my ear, I re-developed a smile. The fake smile that I've always shown to everyone.

“Andin left first yes Bah ..” my farewell to the man who from earlier just pinched his forehead next to Ambu.

“Be careful yes Neng,” Abah received my helping hand, to kiss the back of her hand.

“Aaaaahhh ... Abah does not want to be brought anything, just take care of Neng, Abah's favorite daughter, that's all” Abah said with a distinctive smile.

“If it has not been asked again Abah, Andin insya Allah I must take care of” he said with a smile, a sincere smile, which he always seemed.

“We leave, Abah, Ambu, Assalamu’alaikum” pamitku for the umpteenth time.

“Wa’alaikumsalam” answer them compact,

And then we really set off, to the boutique in town, in a car driven by this man who was going to be my husband, the distance from my hometown to the boutique in the city is about two hours. Quite far indeed, at first I proposed to use the clothes that had been provided by the WO only, but in fact the man who was beside me always refused. He said,

“Married that, once in a lifetime, I want the best” always that word that he said.

Really really?? My marriage will only be once in a lifetime?? Even I doubt myself. There are many mysteries in life, including my life. Life was like this before, never in my shadow.

Considering my life in the past few years, it does not lead to this destiny at all.

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