FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

Lying feelings

POV Dew

"Today I want to take you for a walk." He said after sipping his cappuccino. I realized that her smile was sweet. When viewed in detail, this Paribanku is indeed very handsome. His skin is also white. His body is tough, he's macho. But, it remains that Ardhi's charm is invincible in my heart.

Mas Ardhi how is he now. Is he worried about me who has no news? turns out it was my Paribanku business partner, not Mas Ardhi. Said the Tara, his interlocutor was already Fathers. Even the Fathers whom He referred, his face was unknown to him. Because the Fathers, whose name was Ardhi, did Zoom with him wearing masks and hats.

I've sent a message to Mas Ardhi's social media, but he's been inactive for two days. I really hope he reads my chat quickly.

"Why are you silent and dumb? Adek seemed to be admiring my good looks." He said again with a small laugh. He's too confident. I just found out, that he's a rame guy, even though he's cool. Like a two-door refrigerator.

Yes, both balls of my eyes did look towards him. But, I'm not enjoying his good looks. I was thinking, how can this marriage be annulled. And no one gets hurt. I just want to marry Mas Ardhi.

I finally averted my gaze, taking a deep breath, to calm the turmoil of my unfailing soul. I sucked my soursop juice until it ran out half without pause.

"I want to talk to you too." I finally answered her invitation with disdain. Yes, this is his chance to talk to her. I'll provoke him. So that this wedding can be canceled, even though some invitations have been spread.

Dert-Dert-Dert-dert--

The sound of his phone vibrating loudly on the table. Tara's brother raised the call.

I'm not interested in eavesdropping on the conversation. I threw my gaze, highlighting every corner of the Mall. Pay attention to the people who pass by and various kinds of shops that reach my eyes. I'm a little happy, one Sunday locked up Dad can finally see the crowd too.

"Bone calling, asking where you are." He said, I looked at him who was still smiling. Why is this guy smiling all the time. What happened in the bathroom is still on her mind? I don't know, it's his business. Shame, shame, but what else. Called disaster.

"Dad locked me up. I'm not allowed out of the house. Without Dad's consent." Lazy say. Remembering Dad, my blood will boil. He's too curbed me. All set up. Even my pocket money is restricted. Want to make extra money with freelance work is not allowed. But, money is rationed. Thank goodness there is Mas Ardhi who is always royal to me.

"Yes, you asked permission to take you for a walk." His words are still smiling.

"Emang acquired?" tanyaku.

"Come, brother said we need some time together. To get to know each other." He said with a still smile, as well as blink one eye exactly his left eye.

Iiihhh--- koq He looks so flirtatious huh? Is he teasing me? I won't be tempted

"You didn't tell Dad, buy me a cell phone?" my question is full of search. I don't want you to know that I have a cell phone. He must have snatched it again.

"No." The answer is short and sipping on the cappuccino.

"Don't tell me, Dad doesn't want me to hold a cell phone." Reply lazily.

"OK." The answer was short, still smiling sweetly. Why does he keep smiling. His body is so cool.

"Oohhhhhhhhhh.... Can we go now. I want to go to GraPARI." My speech. I need to quickly activate my mobile number. Who knows if there has been a message from Mas Ardhi.

If I had gotten his cell phone number, I'd have called him with this new number.

"Yok---!" said Iban Tara rising up from his seat with vigor. He stuck out his hand, wanting to help me get up from the chair.

Eeemmmm---- I can do it myself times. I ignored his hand too. He also smiled wryly. I'm following her. No walking along with him.

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Tara POV

We were already in the car. I'll take him to the city of Sipirok. It is a small city that has beautiful views like the state of New Zealand. The distance from PSP city to Sipirok city is about thirty minutes.

The atmosphere of cool air with beautiful views of the hills and rice fields, makes the mind relax.

I drove the car at moderate speed. The dew was just silent, displaying a disheveled facial expression, filled with thoughts. I wonder what he thinks. Is it about this relationship? I don't know, I'll ask you everything later on Simago-mago Hill.

Simago-mago is a hill, featuring a beautiful view of the city of Sipirok.

The flashback

The incident in GraPARI is quite funny, He who does not memorize his own mobile number. Makes it difficult for him to reactivate his old no.

His ego is still high, so He won't ask me. Whether I keep the phone number or not.

So that He just keeps giving random no to the GraPARI officer. Strange, it's weird. But, finally He approached me too, in the waiting chair.

"Eeemmmm that, please contact Mama. Ask your mom how many phones I have." Say it by squeezing, squeezing his fingers.

I displayed a flat facial expression, while looking at her who seemed hesitant to ask for help.

"Yes right too. You also definitely don't know my no hp, right? Come----!" he said annoyed, flapping his right hand as an expression of his annoyance.

Strange this woman, He asked and He answered himself. I have her cell phone number. Because he did not ask, yes. I just shut up.

Flashback off

We've been sitting on the grass on Simago-mago hill. This place looks like Savannah, but on the hill.

"Why did you accept this match?" tanyanya looked at me. I looked up, so we sat down. He quickly turned his face away.

I was confused as to what to answer. I can't say it frankly. That I loved her since we were teenagers. Exactly since I like the opposite sex. He can GR.

"There is no specific reason. I just want to make Ompung and our parents happy." I answered with a serious face. It's true, even though I really love Dewun. I never asked my parents to ask Dew to be my wife. Because I know that Dew hates me, ever since that horrible incident with Dolly. Our childhood friend.

I was also surprised, at Bones. Her father Dewun, asked me to marry his daughter. Plus the Ompung wants it too.

"If that's the reason, can we cancel this marriage. I can't marry you." The Dew, made my heart stop beating. Those words, they hurt so much. I feel like my chest is sick and tight. It was like I was thrown to the bottom of this Simago-mago hill. I really feel unwanted.

I threw my face out of his eyes

Look straight ahead. Looking at the beautiful city of Sipirok from this height. Take a deep breath, prepare the right words to argue with him.

"Adek thought, I'm also happy with this matchmaking. No---!" I said lie, not daring to look at him. I, as a man, have pride. I won't show the attitude that I want this marriage.

"We don't want this marriage. My parents already know, I don't want to marry Brother. But, they always make Ompung Boru as an excuse. Brother is so close to Ompung Boru. Before it's too late, let's beg Boru's Ompung. To have this marriage annulled." The words of the Dew broke my heart. I squeezed the grass next to me.

"I don't want to disappoint them. All the big families want us to get married." I said give a reason.

"Married without love, it's the same as being in hell." His words began to sob. I finally looked at him.

"Please--- Don't torment my life anymore. I want to be happy too. I can't marry you. I hate you." Dew is still crying. He drowned his face between his knees.

Again his statement made my heart hurt, sick but not bleeding. That's how much he hates me.

It's true he hates me so much. It's proven to be a dozen years, ever since the incident with Dolly, she didn't want to see my face.

"Is it just hatred, the reason you reject this match?" I said a little doubt. But I'm curious. If the reason for refusing this match was because of Dolly. Then that's a problem I can handle. I'll explain the real problem.

But, if the reason is because of another man. I will also retreat. Because, I had heard that He already had a lover.

He raised his face. Rubbed his face tangled with his fingers, until combing his long-drawn hair with his fingers, until behind.

"I already have a lover," he stopped. He seemed to be breathing deeply. "Him and I are getting married after graduation. But, I forced me to marry you." He looked at me full of annoyance. "When I am preparing for the thesis. Why was she forced to get married?" He raised his tone. He really looks frustrated.

I fell silent, feeling unworthy and wanted. My heart is saddened by his words. But I can't be selfish either. Loved her. If marrying me made her suffer. It will make me even more guilty.

"Please--Let's cancel this matchmaking." His hand reflexively held my thighs splattered over the grass. He looked at me waving.

"I'll forgive you, we'll get better. But please refuse to marry me." His sincere words, cut my heart. That's how unwanted I am.

"You don't know how hard Dad was on me. I suffered all this time. All are under control." He said in tears, his right hand still above my left thigh.

"At least, I can still feel happy marrying the man I love and love me." His words made my heart fight. Should I admit, that I love her and would do anything for her happiness? but, he won't believe, because at the beginning of the conversation. I said I wanted to accept this match because of my parents and ompung. Not because I love her.

"You're so perfect as a man. Many women want to be your wife. Why do you want to accept matchmaking. It's modern times. Not the time of Siti Nurbaya." He said again, bringing out all his opinions and thoughts. I just fell silent to hear the chatter ya g reasonable it. Trying to ease the pain.

"Why don't we try. At least we prove our filial piety to our parents." I said, still trying to persuade her slowly.

"I want to feel happiness in my life." His words are still crying. This time he didn't look at me anymore.

"Everybody wants to be happy."

"I can't be happy with you." He quickly cut my words. Again his words were heartbreaking.

I fell silent, throwing a small stone that I got on the grass. I'm so upset so upset. How to explain to a large family. Everything was prepared.

Dew was finally silenced, silence between us was replaced with tension when my phone vibrated in my pants pocket. There's a call from the bone.

"Assalamualaikum Bone-!" I glanced at Dewun, who was also now looking at me.

"Walaikumsalam--Tara quickly bring the Dew home." The sound of bones was so firm, but it sounded worried. Looks like something's wrong.