FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

A Gift From Zain

“Why are you here, and get into a fight??” I try to be patient.

“A me ..”

“I what is zain??” I'm starting to get anxious.

“I work here Brother,“ I meet while shaking.

“Work?? Meaning??” I'm trying to digest what Zain said.

“Mbak does not know, Mbak's sister has been working two weeks part-time in our cafe, from four in the afternoon to ten in the evening,“ explained the manager while frowning.

‘So this is the reason Zain always comes home at night and looks exhausted? She didn't go to her mother's house, but went to work part-time? Butwhy? Why should there be another fight? What's with fighting all the problems so it's done?' my heart rumbles.

“Sorry sir, I don't know“ I answered looking down lethargic, embarrassed for all the things Zain had done.

“Now which person did Zain hit??” I asked while wailing, from earlier I only saw Zain alone.

“The person has been taken to the hospital Mbak “ replied the Manager.

“Brought to the hospital?? Is it that bad??” I just don't believe it.

“Iya Mbak, even the wound must be sewn, because exposed to broken plates” Manager caffe continues to sigh, maybe he also wants to do lung therapy, as I often do.

“I hope Mbak will be responsible for his medical expenses, and ..” voice manager choked.

“And what sir??” my many.

“And Mbak want to replace all the damage that has been done Zain,“ Manager caffe thrust a piece of paper, and I immediately received.

“What?? Ten million sir??” I widened my eyes, not believing what I saw,

“Iya Ma'am, Zain has broken more than two dozen dishes, one dozen bowls, and several import“ glasses explained the listless Manager.

“Zaiiiiiiinnnnnnnn!!!!!” I was about to stand up to squeeze Zain's random face.

“Quiet Mbak, be patient,“ Manager caffe also stood up, and tried to hold my hand.

“Don't hold onto brother Yas!!!“ suddenly Zain who from earlier just ducked, stood up. Then throw the manager's hand.

“Shut up!!” my jolt, which made him fall silent and sit back where he was.

“Good sir, please forgive all my brother's mistakes yes sir, I will compensate everything“ I replied finally, while thrusting ATM given in-laws, I will compensate, I should be able to shop at will with the balance in it, but this?? I have to keep compensating, for all the mistakes Zain has made. Hicks ...

“Then I excuse you first sir, if anything else, do not hesitate to contact me yes pak“ I shake the Manager's hand again, and step foot towards the outside of the caffe, I saw Zain without being asked to follow me from behind.

I entered my car followed by Zain who had been sitting next to me, all the way, I did not say anything, I just remained silent. I can no longer cope with the behavior of my son's husband.

Did I go back to Udin again? Isn't he ready to divorce Zanet for me?? Uh ... Astagfirullah ... I don't know what is going through my mind?.

Upon arrival at home, I said nothing, I walked into the kitchen, took a cold drink from the fridge, then sipped it, hoping it would calm my very confused mind.

“Kakak ..” heard the boy's voice calling me, I don't care.

“Sister, sorryin Zain ya?” whining,

“Kakak, Don't be angry ya“ again he's wailing.

“Didn't you promise not to do the same Zain??” my question was flat, making it look even more trembling.

“I Yes Brother, sorry Zain khilap“ replied, making me careless.

“Khilaf?? Zain, what with violence all your problems will disappear??” ask me while pulling the chair and then sitting on it.

“Ti no Big Brother,“ His reply was stammered while looking down.

“Zain, what with doing violence you feel cool?” I asked again, looking at him sharply.

“Then?? Why do you always fight with your own friends??” I started to intimidate.

“In he is not my friend Brother, he has insulted me“ he replied downcastly, and his legs were trembling, do not - do he wet the bed too, ish ....

“Whatever the reason is Zain, violence will not solve the problem,“ I looked at the bead of human eyes that he said had become my husband, really this is heavy for me, why should I marry this boy??.

“I Yes Brother, sorry Zain yaa”

“Zain, I have to let alone for you to change?” many weak.

“Sorry Brother“.

“What is the only word that you have Zain?? Will you stay like that forever??” many streak.

“Ti no Big Brother, please don't be angry again yes brother,“ whine again.

“Zain, I don't know, it's good if you just go home to your parents“ hish... This dialogue, usually the husband who will return his wife to his mother-in-law's house when disappointed, but see? Now I want to return my husband to my own home.

“No Brother, no, I promise I won't repeat it again“ this time his voice sounds more clear.

“Zain, whatever your form, whatever your age, whatever your status, you are my husband, and you should be my role model. Sorry Zain, this is not what I want in living this household“ I really gave up, and decided being a virgin widow is the best for now.

“Sister, don't be like this, I promise this is the last one, I won't repeat it again, Brother, I beg you, look at me Brother, I'll bite my tongue until it bleeds“ raynya again, repeating the same scene as the other day, when he made a mistake.

“Yes, please bite a bite“ I replied as I passed leaving him alone.

I entered my room and laid my body in bed, today is a very tiring day for body and soul.

Tok ... tok ....

“Sister, can I enter the room??” I heard the boy still sulking.

“So, you go to Zain!!!“ I shouted from inside the room.

“Can't Brother, Brother won't see me?? I also injured Brother, my temples are sick!!“ the screams don't want to lose.

“I don't care Zain, just treat your own wounds, you're raw time to feel sick?? Why now whine in the same medicine me!!!?” I shouted again without opening the door.

“Sister, I'm really going!!!“ his yell.

“Iya, just go!!!“ still in a lying position I screamed again.

“Truly yes, do not search!!!“ he screamed even harder.

I'm rolling my lips, “Iya, won't!“ my answer.

Then Zain's voice was not heard anymore, I did not care, I fixed my lying position, I better just sleep. But the boy really stopped, right?? Ah bodo very, but I was curious. I returned to fling the blanket that was comfortable sticking in my body. I opened the lock and opened the door.

“Zain ..” call me, but the one called never appears

“Eh what is this?” I grabbed the box-shaped package in front of me that I almost kicked, I opened it slowly.

“This is from Zain??” I muttered with a smile,

“Waaahhh .. The boy tastes good too huh??” after opening the card pack, I saw there was a set of pink peach-colored clothes with floral motifs, complete with the hijab in matching colors, and,

“This what else??” Frowning I grabbed the next thing.

“Zaiiiiiiinnnnnnn!!!!!” I cried when I saw the ********* and bra, which is also compatible with the clothes I was holding, pink with flowers.

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