FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

Bucin

Melati who was curious about the Butet, finally looking for information about his best friend. Ask fellow students who one village with the Butet. Finally, Melati got a little info. He said Butet was married and dropped out of college. But the information he got was less clear. Because when Melati asked what the name of Butet's husband was. They don't know, which is clear he said he was married two weeks ago. Married in the village of the man. Married running, he said.

Melati is getting curious about the Butet. Was his friend married to Ilham? when I think about it all. Melati's phone vibrated inside her backpack. She's sure who called who else if not the husband. Currently Melati is on her way to return to their modest home, which was picked up by Mr. Andi. Ardhi and Melati will stay in the house, before the wife gives birth. Because Ardhi does not want anyone else to disturb or see their affection.

Jasmine reached into the phone from her backpack with a happy smile. So glad to be noticed, pampered with affection.

"Yes, I'm going home. But, go shopping to the market first." He answered when the husband asked where he was.

"To market?" ardhi frowned, not liking his wife to go to the market.

"Why go to the market?" the two are still staring at each other on the screen.

"You're swimming." The answer is lazy, why again to the market if not shopping.

"Wimming?" Serious Ardhi, even more confused.

"Yes, shopping is it." Melati shook her head, and smiled wryly.

"So, you can't go to the market. It's not safe there. Why do you want to go shopping to the market?"

"You buy something you want to cook."

"What do you cook?" asked Ardhi curiously. The man looked very seriously at his wife on the screen. While Melati, still feel reluctant if vc an with the husband.

"Iihh mas is very chatty."

"Guard can't go to the market. Don't cook. We'll bring dinner for us." Strictly speaking Ardhi. Melati clucked in annoyance. Since marriage, she has never been allowed to cook. Even Ardhi who always cook, if not buy good.

"Can't go to the market, to the nearest mall or supermarket." Strictly the man again.

"Yes, yes, yes." Melati answered lazily, even though she likes to shop in the market. Buying the merchandise of mothers in the market If Shopping in the supermarket right, who have already rich people.

"Pass closes first, baby." Swing your lips, ask to be kissed.

"Iihhh. Adek shut it down?"

Tulps...

The call was interrupted, Melati chuckled with her husband's ridiculous behavior. Every call has to be kissed. He is very happy with Ardhi like that. But she is a plain girl. Things like that still feel taboo to him.

"Sir, let's go to the mall that's close to home." Said to the driver. She does not dispute her husband. Looks like he has to go home. To go to the market. Eat martabak, soup noodles, pecal and drink cendol in that market.

Although jasmine has become a rich person, still the soul of the village and simply more domineering. It is all inseparable from the upbringing of Mr. Samsul who is simple and should not be arrogant.

Ngungs...

Ngong ..

His phone shook back inside his backpack.

"Oh my God, it's only been five minutes." Said the woman, shaking her head in embarrassment. He's upset, every day on Ardhi's phone. But, he likes. Strange indeed, upset but happy.

Melati returned to reach her phone from her backpack. When he saw the name that called, he also caught his own eel slowly. "Kirain mas Ardhi." He said with a small laugh and Langi shifted the green icon on his phone screen.

"Assalamualaikum sis Dewun?" jasmine said in the voice call.

"Greetings deck. How you doing? another brother in the house of Bones Zainuddin. But, you're not here. Where are you again?" Dew curious about the condition of Jasmine when falling, made to mind. So he decided to visit his cousin.

"We don't live in Dad's house anymore brother."

"Ooh... Yes, you're at your house now."

"Yes deck."

"Don't go to Ardhi's house." Melati's speech made Dew confused.

"So who's home? where do you live now?" asked Dew curiously.

The woman was also bearded after hearing Melati's explanation.

"Alright, brother get there now."

"Don't you first, brother." Prevent Melati, he would like to shop first to the supermarket.

"What the hell are you doing deck?" ask Dew is getting confused.

"I still want to shop for necessities, brother." Melati mentioned where she would be shopping.

"Ohhh... Then we'll just meet there, and we'll go to your house. Ok!"

"Yes, brother." The call was cut off. Melati sighed. The corner of her lips curved up forming an extremely sweet and grateful smile. He was happy, had a cousin like Dew who had a high sense of kinship. Although there is actually a bad taste in his heart, because Dewun is his former lover Ardhi. It feels uncomfortable, because there is a lack of confidence. Ardhi is very in love with Dewun.

The two women finally met in the magnificent shopping center. Melati did not buy much, she only bought what was needed for two days of supplies.

"What do you want to cook Mel? koq bothered to shop everything." Dew said, accompanying Melati choose pineapple fruit.

"You make sambal nenas sak." Melati replied smilingly, putting various kinds of fruit into her trolley.

"Kirain wants a special meal for mas Ardhi. Who knows if he wants to be both Ardhi mas. We cook for ourselves for a special man for us." Melati was stunned to look at the Dewun who spoke casually, while taking the kiwi fruit.

The words of the Dew slightly disturbed his heart. She was sad, because she as a wife did not know her husband's birthday. Emang anyway, diamus Melati, there are no terms to celebrate birthdays. He never celebrated his birthday.

Obviously, he never celebrated a birthday. Mr. Samsul and Ms. Khadijah have never made such a habit.

"Sister, tell me everything you know about Mas Ardhi. Honestly, I don't know Ardhi. This is it, I'm confused as to what he wants." Melati does not want, Dewun knows that she does not know, if today her husband is a birthday. That would be so embarrassing.

"Mas Ardhi is a different person from others. Just so you know, yeah, he definitely doesn't remember, if today he's a birthday. Four years we PDKT, my brother continues to remember that he was a birthday again. Where does he remember. He did not think about it, what he thought about work and work. As soon as I think. That's what he said first." Dew said innocently. He was unconscious, there was a jealous one next to him.

Melati was getting saddened to hear the words Dewun. That said that Ardhi always thinks of his cousin.

Feeling wrong with his words. The dew directly hugged the insecure Melati. "Oh Allah Mel, sorry, sister? brother means nothing. We must be upset by what you said, right?" looking at the face of Melati who pretended not to be jealous.

"You don't have to be jealous of that." Mentoel Melati's chin taper, to want to smile.

"How not to be jealous. Ardhi is in love with you."

"That was then, now it's not. He loves you the same." Smile sweetly at Melati. Pat the shoulder of the worried woman.

"Sister will teach you how to take his heart Mas Ardhi. So that he cleps with you." They walked towards the cashier, while pushing their respective trolleys.

Arriving at the cashier, Melati immediately thrust her credit card. Dew smiled, willing to pay the cousin. Moreover, he saw that the card held by Melati was already black.

"Don't need to be taught again, it looks like Mas Ardhi is already pregnant with you Mel." Dew said, walking while holding his cousin.

"Bucin's? is that bucin brother?" ask plain jasmine. He is innocent, does not know the term bucin. Understandably Melati women KUDEP. Most of the kitchens have been maids. Holding a hape is rare.

"Bucin said the man is a slave to love. Yes, a kind of fry that mostly micin. It's opium." He laughs, he wants to go crazy. But, Melati showed a serious face.

TB

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