FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

My wife

This morning Tara and Dewun and his extended family Pak Baginda will leave for Lampung. There is a harvest event, their sugarcane plantations. Finally, Mr. Mah joined the event. The peak event tonight.

They boarded a private plane there. On the plane, Tara's attitude is still the same as last night. Still cold, even Tara rarely invites Dew talk. Only the woman always talked a lot and Tara only responded to it as it was. Tara's attitude began to upset Dew. Why did her husband get cold to her. What's wrong with him?

When she woke up this morning too, Tara did not kiss her forehead or joke around. Even the hand of the Dew that was coiled around her waist Tara, released her husband slowly. Then her husband went into the bathroom. Dew that still pretends to sleep, upset not playing. Already used to her getting friendly treatment from Tara, now her husband did not seem to want it.

"I'm hungry." Dew turned to look at Tara who was sitting next to him. Tara seems busy with her phone.

"A little while we'll be there. Eat at home later." Tara answered, without looking at his wife. Dew looked sadly at her husband. Tara's attitude successfully made her heart hurt torn apart. Tears had been urged to come out, but he was held by gnashing his eyes and then looking up, to keep the tears from coming out.

The dew has begun to get emotional over Tara's attitude. But, there's no way he's spilled on this plane. Dew finally chose to be silent, turning her face away from her husband. Sitting with her back to Tara, feeling annoyed instead of playing. But, Every now and then the woman, glancing at her husband wished Tara to notice him. But, nil. Tara is busy with her phone.

'Look, if you ask for something later. I won't love you." Dew bathin full of gerrymandering of heart. She turned her face back and looked at her husband with her mouth bent.

The two-hour journey through the air was very boring for Dewun. Especially if it is not a change in her husband's attitude.

Arriving at the destination, Tara's arrival was welcomed on the runway with a red carpet. This time, Tara grabbed his wife's hand, tightly linking her fingers. Drive the Dew to follow its steps to the event venue. Because the event will be opened by Tara herself, and the peak of the festivity of the event is night.

Along the way to the event venue, Dewun always smiled displaying a facial expression full of happiness. Yes, he clearly feels happy. Her husband tightly clasped her hand.

The couple sat in the middle, a place already available to them.

While Embun's parents and other siblings also sat in the second row.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi Westarokatuh." There was a passionate and solemn voice from the audience who answered Tara's greeting.

"All praise be to Allah Almighty for his blessings and guidance. He again gathered us all here to celebrate the harvest of our sugarcane plantations which is held every year.

"Greetings and greetings, may always be poured out to our lord the Great Prophet Muhammad SAW, who brings and illuminates our conscience, becoming a light for all noble deeds. And God willing we all include the people of Prophet Muhammad SAW until the end of time.

"And do not forget the greetings of spirit, to all employees of this plantation. Because it is thanks to your hard work and honesty that this company is successful, advanced and compete internationally." The boisterous applause from the employees, making the welcoming event that Tara opened so lively and uplifting. Moreover, Tara who spoke on the podium really made people amazed to see it. The sincere smile and sense of appreciation that was spoken from Tara's mouth, made people happy to hear it.

"This is no less important, which is my thanks to my beloved wife Siti Dewun Harahap. I want to spend the rest of my life with just you, because I know, being next to you is a great happiness for me."

Huhuhuhu...

The thunderous claps sounded boisterous. The pretty face of Dew has now changed the color of a ripe tomato. Red is already because it holds shame, joy, pride and happiness. That's how much her husband loves her. So that her husband was not ashamed to say his heart to the public.

But, why from last night was Tara acting cold to him. Is her husband good at making self-imaging.

"Let's go baby, get on stage. Tara wants to introduce you." Mama Mira shocks the Dew. He also turned to the podium, yes Tara gave the code with his hand so that his wife was on the podium.

Dew twisted his neck, staring at his parents sitting behind him. Mama Nur encouraged her daughter.

He stepped on his feet with confidence. A smile always emanated on her pretty face.

"Today is not just a feast day for our plantation. But also to introduce my wife. The woman I love so much. The woman who has to get her love is so hard.

"Maybe this event sounds more like brothers. But I can't hide my happiness at the moment. Because I can challenge this beautiful woman." Tara embraced the embarrassed-looking Dew. How not to be ashamed. Her husband confided in front of a crowd.

"Enjoy this event, because of the many doorsprice and Grandprize made by the committee.

Well, the harvest fair is officially open." Tara said a closing greeting, knocking twice on the microphone. And clap. Then the man re-embraced the Dew.

TBC.