FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

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"Later on semester break, I'll come with you back home?" Melati looked at the astonishment of Butet. Why would he want to go to their village?

"Your village is in Padang Sidfuan, right?" asked Butet, looking fixedly at Melati who was also looking at him intensely.

Melati. "Yes, but not in the city. Still far away in the corner." Melati replied, they spoke as they continued walking towards their classroom.

"The village of Umakku is in Sipirok. All the sisters from Mother's side, right there. My mother will convert, follow my father as a Christian." Melati stopped her steps. For four months they had been friends, butet only this time told this. Of course Melati was shocked.

"I'm going to Umak village. We'll take the same trip, yes, if you go home." Melati nodded kindly. It turns out that Melati village is in line with the village of Butet's mother.

Butet stepped ahead of Melati. Melati watched the Butet who entered their class. He just found out, Butet's story. Pantesan, the Butet, was familiar with him.

***

Dew's phone rang, inside his backpack. She reached out impatiently, a smile full of happiness painted on her pretty face. She was that happy, because Tara contacted her. He knew it was a call from his beloved husband.

"Assalamualaikum Hasian nalagu naburju." Smiling sweetly in that video call. Of course Tara so hovering hear the words Dewun. Now his wife was very sweet in words. Very different from the previous Dew (Hasian nalagu naburju: Beloved the Benevolent).

"Greetings from my beautiful wife." Tara also displayed a facial expression full of happiness. Wide smile Pepsodent. Letting out words of praise, replying to the words of the wife.

"Aduhh... Brother kangen. Go to the office, huh? let's get the driver." Dew still continues to be comfortable - smile, mendenhar Tara's words. Every minute it seemed like her husband was kangen mulu samama.

"Eemmmm yes, but promise first. Don't ask for anything weird in the office. I'm not in the mood anymore." Dew mocked Tara. The woman stuck out her tongue. As a reaction to his misdeeds in front of his husband.

"Astaghfirullah. Why do you think he's there. I want you to be." Nyegir Tara. Dew said it's not in a mood mute. But, if Tara had touched her body, she was the most impatient.

"What?" Glowing dew.

"Hoooh..!" Tara laughed a lot.

"Don't want to, lazy day-night shampooing." Pouty dew.

"Yes, not so. Adek's picked up now. Accompany the work brother." Tara already displayed a serious facial expression.

"Yes dear." The dew still smiled sweetly at Tara, who seemed to be pouting.

"Assynolt..!" the video call ended. Dew keeps his phone back in his backpack. He glanced straight ahead, looking at the passerby with a smile full of happiness. If she remembered Tara, then the woman's heart would warm, Tara always treated her well, spoiled her. He felt very loved.

"Dew Deck can join?" Inspiration immediately sat his butt on the long concrete bench. The actual dew is in the park. After the business for graduation is over. He chose to relax in his college garden.

"Ilham, are you here? waiting Melati?" The dew noticed the fickle face of the disheveled Ilham. Dew and Inspiration are the same age, only different months. Inspiration is two months older. Inspiration always calls Dewun with a good greeting. But, Dewun always called the name Ilham.

"Yes deck, I've been wanting to talk to you for a long time. But, there's only one chance." Inspiration smiled kindly at the Dew. Which displayed that curious facial expression.

"I'm suspicious of Melati. Looks like he's hiding something." Inspiration looked straight ahead. He seems to be glaring.

"That's the burden on my mind. I'm sure he's hiding a big problem, and I'm sure it has something to do with Mr. Ardhi."

Deg.

If Dewun hears the name Ardhi, his heart will beat strong and fast. Because, deep in the heart's deepest recesses. He felt guilty for his ex-girlfriend.

"Very suspicious, a girl was wandering around in the middle of the night with a state of concern." Said Ilham, now he turned his gaze to Dewun, who was displaying a tense facial expression.

"I suspect, Melati has been harassed by Mr. Ardhi. Melati fight, so she runs away." Dew again jumped in shock with his assumption Ilham. He was not sure, Ardhi would do such a heinous deed.

He's known Ardhi a long time, even since he was in college the first semester. Ardhi is not that kind of man. While in love with the man, Merry never even kissed.

"But that's just my guess. I hope the facts aren't like that." Inspiration took a deep breath. He felt a little pushy, as it brought out the stuff stuck in his heart.

"I'm not sure what you're thinking, Ilham. Mas Ardhi is a good man. He's not the kind of guy who likes charm. He has a lot of respect for women." Dew raised his face, he did not want the tears that were about to come out, falling down his cheeks. To be honest, if he remembered Ardhi, he would feel sad.

"But, what are the reasons Mr. Ardhi, and his mother nyamperin Melati to the hospital?" The dew sniffed his shoulders. Allegedly Ilham finally made Dew to mind. Could it be that Mas Ardhinya was doing immoral acts on Melati? because, Dew also felt Melati was hiding something. Should he ask? but, what right does he have?

"Miss, let's go home.!" His new driver Dewun was already standing politely in front of them. The conversation between the two stopped.

"Dek, please ask Melati about it. If that's true. I'm not letting go of that son of a bitch." Dew stopped his steps, hearing the hateful utterances of Inspiration.

"If there's a right moment, I'll ask Melati. Okay, I'll unplug it first, Ilham." Dew waved his hand. Walk quickly into the car.

All the way to Tara's office. Dew daydreamed, he was not sure of his conjecture of Inspiration. Her ex-boyfriend is very kind and appreciative of women.

One month they are in love, they have never done takbir aka hit the lips. That means Ardhi's a man who can control himself.

The red lips curled up, creating a sweet smile on her beautiful face. He remembered a wonderful moment with Ardhi. As they climb the mountain, as they spend the weekend. Ardhi guy is cute, but not much style. The man is also romantic, but does not like to fight.

That sweet smile was instantly lost, as she recalled the quarrel that had occurred in their home, as Ardhi looked for her. Dew shook his head, not expecting him to finally be paired with Tara. The man he hated first.

You may hate something, but it is very good for you, and you may (also) like something, but it is very bad for you; Allah knows, and you do not know.” (QS. Al Baqara: 216).

“Then if you do not like them, (then be patient) because you may not like something, whereas Allah made him a lot of good.” (QS. Nisa: 19)

Jasmine the God has understood the meaning of the Word of God (QS. An-lisa 19). The bad thing that befell him, he obviously disliked. But he remained patient. Pouring out all his heartbreak only to the Khalik. Because, sometimes when we tell our disgrace to humans. Then it will be long.

That man is sometimes afflicted by a painful destiny that he does not like, he may be impatient, or he was struck by grief and thought that fate was a blow that could destroy his hopes and life, but it turns out that with that destiny man gets good from a direction that he does not know.

And the opposite is true: How many human beings strive in something that seems good, struggle desperately to get it, and spend what is expensive and valuable in order to get it, but what happened was the opposite of what he wanted. (This is a poor Grace character).

TB