Forced to Marry Manjaku Students

Chapter 1

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“Saaaaaah!” The cries of witnesses in the living room of the village head became a long bell reminder that I have now married one of the students, who have not even been known for a week.

My world was ravaging for a moment. One problem is not finished, another problem is coming. Is God testing my patience?

“Now, you salim your husband's hand. Remember, now you are married, even if only betel,” said Kadus (Head of hamlet).

With a forced and heavy heart, Aluna pulled my hand, then kissed the back of my hand. Her tears had stopped, tired perhaps after a long rally of debate with residents who threatened to march us around the village naked if they refused to marry.

Unfortunately for us, stuck in one of the hamlets we had to pass after a long journey and finally made us lose our way.

I've found Aluna who ran through the forest to see there is a community of residents.

However, it had not been able to breathe a sigh of relief, the heavy rain fell with lightning striking.

“We have to take shelter first,” take a glance at Aluna who is still upset with me. His eyes always seem to hate me.

He seemed to want to refuse, but the rain that spilled onto the earth was getting heavier, making Aluna cancel her intentions and follow my steps towards the saung not far from where we were standing.

We took shelter there, gazing at the rainwater and drowning in each other's daydreams. Sitting on a dry haystack.

An hour awaited, not stopped, the rain was getting heavier. Finally the rain stopped, leaving a drizzle, but the lightning still continued to burn, snatched each other, visible in the sky which was now dark.

Once thunderous, Aluna screamed and subconsciously ran towards me. I was just as shocked as I lost my balance and finally Aluna's body fell on top of me. We kept quiet with the moment until unknowingly three men and two women who passed from that place caught us with a position that was difficult to explain.

We were interrogated, asked this and that. We explained that it was just a misunderstanding, but they did not believe it until they finally brought us to the house of Kadus.

“This is customary in this village, who is found who is not alone in the dark night, must be married, so as not to have bad luck in this village.”

“But we really didn't do anything indecent, sir,” I tried to explain, but it doesn't make sense to a single citizen who is swarming on us.

Various suggestions from those who were there, asking us to be paraded around the village in a bu*gil position, balding our hair both, until cupped.

The threat that made the feathers goosebumps finally managed to melt Aluna's repellent.

“Accept, Sir. The cave does not want to be paraded without clothes. Cave hair also does not want to be bald!”

I can only shut up and shut up. None of us brought a cell phone.

And so, that short marriage happened. We got married in front of ustadz who he said had often married couples who did pervert in the village.

“Although only betel marriage, but this marriage is legal, especially in the eyes of religion!” said Mr. Ustadz who only made us both nod.

This should not have happened, if we returned to the campsite on time, the place of the event for third-graders, as well as the last outdoor event for those who are scheduled before graduation from school later.

Aluna, who was fighting again with Nuka, ran away into the forest. The headmaster lightly ordered that I should look for Aluna. I also do not know why I was chosen by the Principal, but clearly he knew Aluna hated me very much from the beginning of teaching their class.

My mind glared for a moment. I remember that day, the day the offer came to me.

*flashback

“So, you received this matchmaking?” ask Mom with sparkling eyes. It seems that he can now breathe with relief. While I could just sit there staring in my chair.

My world feels torn. A messenger who said he was the one who had financed my school from High School to level two, asked me to meet him in a room in a star hotel.

I who felt I did not know him directly, of course, refused the request of the man in black. Okay, I know because of my achievements as the smartest student in the middle-town, I got a school scholarship in the elite High School. Not until there, seeing my perfect grade, I was offered a scholarship to continue college, not bear to strata two, and in the end could graduate with cumlaude predicate.

My initial intention after graduation was to fly to Germany to work for the largest automotive company there in accordance with my dream. All that I did to change our lives that had been in the poverty line.

No grandiose, I just want to make mom happy, the only family I have that has fought so far for me.

If I succeed, I will think about marriage.

After I had initially ignored the first call, the rich man's envoy came back to our hut, explaining in more detail that the person who asked me to face was the one who had been financing me for school all this time.

“Go away,” said mother gave her blessing.

I'm not a nut forget the skin, therefore I decided to accept the invitation, after all this just want to talk, as well as I want to know who has funded me all this time.

“Please enter,” pinta the messenger opened the door of the VVIP hotel room that I had never seen before. You can imagine how luxurious it is inside here.

In the middle of the room, on an ivory-white sofa, an old man who was sitting clasping the end of a stick was left standing in front of him like he was stuck, staring intently at my rigid steps. I swear I'm clumsy!

“Good day, Mister,” I said observing the man's wrinkled face. I've never met him at all.

“Sorry, Sir, I..”.

“Call Just Opa Jer!”

“O-pa...” further I was restrained. The atmosphere seemed tense inside the air-conditioned room.

“Sit then. Opa asks you not to tense up. After years of knowing your name, only now can see your face,” he said smiling, pulling the corner of his lips.

I think what the old man said. Select the single seat in front of him. The position and tense situation like this was exactly when I did an interview last month to apply for the German company, which is indeed the selection in the country, if it passes it has just been sent there.

Ah, given that, it makes me want to rush home from here to tell Mom that things are going well, early next month I've flown to Germany for training.

Eheem...

The voice of Deheman Opa Jer pulled me from my joyous daydream.

“I called you here, want to ask you something. Consider it a reply from my generosity all this time to you!”

His voice was firm, his eyes were sharp, it looked like it was skinning me. To be honest, my guts are a little shrivelled, was Opa Jer a veteran? So scary!

“Means, Opa?” ask carefully. I don't want to offend him.

“Listen carefully to what Opa will convey this.”

He took a heavy breath, as if the immense burden he was thinking about right now.

“Opa has a very dear Opa grandson. During this time Opa and his parents wrongly educated him, overindulging him. Give her everything she asks. Until a year ago, she turned wild after the death of her parents.”

I still listen carefully. In my heart I asked, what does this have to do with me? Why did this man call me. But all of that is only in the heart.

“Opa is getting older and may not be able to control it anymore. She's getting wild hanging out with her school friends. Even he had started to rebel, not following Opa anymore. Opa was afraid that there would be bad people trying to take advantage of him. Opa was also afraid that his association was obscene until she became pregnant. Amit-amit!” he tapped the end of his stick to the floor twice.

“Opa has plans for his life. Want to see it successful until later in life can lead a giant company and become my heir.”

“Lantas, what can I help you with, Opa?” ask me directly to the target. What could I do to such a bad and spoiled child? Ask me to play the role of ustadz ruqyah his grandson?

“After Opa thought carefully, Opa wants you to marry her!”

“Married? With Opa's grandson?” I'm not believing it yet. If there is a sound of lightning kayak in the soap operas, it must be very tight.

“Iya. At first Opa just wanted you to be his tutor, but after Opa thought about it, he definitely would not agree. So it's better if you get married, so you have the right to organize and even scold him if you don't want to be educated. Eh, but don't be so angry,” said Opa with a little nodding smile.

At first glance I glanced around the room, looking for a hidden camera, the goods this time they were again pranking me. You know, like in the famous Chanel Ucup who likes to get people, especially people kismin kayak me.

However, looking further, it seems that there is absolutely nothing. Camera free.

“Hey, why are you so dumb? Want no?” Opa's sudden voice and with volume on left me strangled in shock as he said.

“Sorry, Opa, I actually have another plan. After going to Germany to work,” said I ventured. For me, pursuing the future and ideals is more important than just getting married, let alone this marriage is also just a contract.

Sometimes I don't think, why do many people like contract marriage, as if marriage is not something sacred.

“So, you don't want to repay Opa's kindness all this time? Remember yes, Rifat,”

“Juna, Opa,” sambar me. It's good to change people's children's names. Does this old man not know the name fitrah, already prayed for by parents?

“Oh, yes, Juna. You have to remember, if it wasn't for Opa's kindness, you thought you could continue your school until a scholar like this? What's the difficulty, anyway, in granting this old man's request? After all just one year, after he graduated High School, you guys can get divorced, and you get 1 M!” money

Well, right, I'm in a dilemma. Not a hypocrite, yes, who does not want to get 1 M in a year? Even if I work in a well-known company in a year not necessarily get that much money, but... How yes, said it.

“Where? You still don't want to? In that case, give back all the money Opa, who spent on financing your school all this time!”

***

“We have to get out of here,” said Aluna elbowing me from a long daydream that made my head migraine.

It was morning, we were allowed to go home from Kadus' house. It feels like a dream, but it's real. I glanced at the ring made from woven fabric woven by Bu Kadus as our wedding ring.

How do I solve all this? I have not accepted Opa Jer's offer to marry his granddaughter whom I have not found yet. I am married to one of my students. It feels tight in my chest.

“Remember, don't tell anyone about this wedding. Act as usual, not familiar, let's just say this wedding never happened!” exclaiming Aluna walked ahead of me.