FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

H-1 Marriage Certificate

Fridays

The atmosphere in the Dewun house since yesterday has been crowded, by the presence of relatives near and far. The inner house has been decorated so luxuriously with the characteristics of the Angkola Batak tribe, by the WO. Even inside the house there is a beautiful.

Dewun's parents' house is very spacious yard, it is possible to make a celebration in his house only, without the need to rent a building.

After finishing praying Magrib congregated in Mushollah, Dew went straight into his room. Refusing to have dinner together. With reason still full.

He went into his room and locked it. Sit her body down limply on her dresser chair. Her hand uninspiredly grabbed her phone lying on her dresser. The phone was Ardhi's cell phone. Which was given to him, at their last meeting.

The flashback

"Don't be sad, Adek must be sure we can get through all these problems. If we trust each other." Said Ardhi, grabbing the Dew back into his arms. Dew nodded, then returned the embrace of the man she loved so much.

"This is Mas's phone, Adek keep it well. Adek kangen Mas. Adek open the gallery. There's a lot of our photos and funny videos that we often record." Said Ardhi again, returning his phone to Dewun. Dewang hesitantly grabbed it.

Ardhi who heard the story of Dewun, that He was Forced to Marry Tara. Makes her sad and scared. He did not want to lose the woman he loved so much. Ardhi is a loyal man, who is very difficult to fall in love with. He waited for four years. So that Dewun will accept his love.

Tara is a tough rival, if Ardhi is being tough. She was afraid, Tara would actually snatch the Dew from her.

"Mas won't know if Mas will stand no communication with you for six months. Not communication one day, it feels like it's been a mess baby..!" he looked at the Dew who was also staring at him.

"Adek should see a photo every day. So that Adek, do not forget Mas." Ardhi's speech made Dew's heart throb pain. He could no longer bear to not cry. Ardhi hugged her again unfortunately. Calm the heavy dew again.

"Mas is going to Singapore. I will focus on opening a business there. Like our plan. If Adek has graduated from college, then Adek will take S-2 in Singapore and Abang will handle his own business that has just opened there." He looked down at the sad Dew. All of their plans and dreams seemed to have to be pushed back. Until they get back together.

"So don't want to. If Adek would like to meet how?" whining Dew, still crying.

"This too I had to do. Because if you are in this country. They will keep your mind on. Though we can't communicate and meet before six months. If you go to Singapore. Maybe Mas, will be able to live the days of Mas normally with the focus of work." Said Ardhi, still staring at the Dew. Gently brush the long strung Dew hair.

Dew shed tears again, breathing deeply. He felt at this moment his chest was so sore and tight. There was a huge fear that suddenly ambushed him. Ardhi said he was going abroad.

"There, don't you freak out? remember there's me here waiting." He said with a sulky and jealous expression.

Ardhi fell, if Dew was jealous. His face looks adorable.

"Mas should be afraid. Koq is Adek?" Ardhi pinched the nose of the Dew that had been flushed red from crying.

"Let's go poke his snot. Mumpung Abang hold Adek's nose." He teased the pouting Dew. So the Dew was upset and hit Ardhi's chest with his gales.

Dewun was afraid that Ardhi would turn away from him. At this time, Ardhi who was very strict left the Dew to Tara.

Tok.tok...

Hearing the sound of the bedroom door on the knock. Dew surprised. He quickly wiped his tears with his fingers. Storing Ardhi's handout phone to her dresser drawer.

Tok....

"Darling, open the door. Why in the lock? Mama's coming in. You eat first, baby." Mama Nur's voice seemed unsettled behind the door.

"Yes Ma, be patient." The dew walked quickly and opened the door of his room.

Mama Nur who holds a tray on top of which there is food for Dewun. Staring at his daughter sadly and grumpily. He knew the Dew was crying.

"You eat first, son.!" Mama Nur went into the room. Put a tray on his study table Dew.

"I'm not hungry Ma. I'm going to bed now. Mama is out." He said lazily and immediately lay on his bed.

"Sleep? before eating and wearing Inai. You can't sleep." Say Mama Nur and pull the arm of Dewun to rise from his bed.

"Ohh Ma, I'm lazy to wear Inai. I'm fucking." The dew dropped his body back on the bed. Mama Nur clucked in annoyance and stared intently at the Dew. Throwing a blanket that covered half of his body.

"Let's get up, don't embarrass our family, with your immature attitude. Don't have time for our distant relatives to wonder with my behavior and the expression of your face that butek. Your face is constantly bent. Look at that your eyes are all over because you're crying." Mama Nur was upset. His daughter must occasionally be underlined. If the gentle attitude is not adopted.

"Mama," he said again holding back his blanket drawn by Mama Nur. The dew is getting upset. He's not interested in Inai. 'Any fake wedding must also use Inai?'' Dew bathin.

"Let's get up, Tara boy will be here. He will also be wearing Inai. The officer's already downstairs, baby." Mama Nur pulled Dewun's hand back. So he wants to get up from his bed.

"Darling, Mama please. Be mature. Don't show your suffering. If you really feel suffering. If you behave like this. Our brothers and extended family will wonder with your ever sour and sullen facial expressions.

"Please act like this is your dream wedding, son. Please...!" Mama Nur clenched her hands together in front of Dewun, who made Dewun approach Mama and grabbed her Mama's hand. Kissing his mother's hand with tears. Look at your mother sadly.

"Son, you should be able to keep your wounds. There was no need to show such a suffering expression. People don't like to see a pouty face. Then act, baby. So that people can't guess your heart." Mama Nur looked at her daughter who seemed to think that.

"Once of the Inai. So around ten o'clock at night will be held Makkobar custom Boru marbagas event, as well as the handover of dowry witnessed by the chairman of adat and alim ulama. Therefore, the event must be completed before ten o'clock." Mama Nur said, grabbing a wet tissue from the dressing table and wiping the damp Dew face.

Then Mama Nur, put solid powder on Dew's face and apply liptin on her lips.

"You have to look beautiful and fresh. Because you're the center of his attention now, baby." Mama Nur said, leading her daughter to walk to the family room where she held the nuclei. The face looks fresh and beautiful.

When down the stairs, Dew saw Tara was already sitting in the provided place. By wearing a short-sleeved batik shirt Green bottle combined with black silvery pants. Tara is being bullied by beings who have a doubtful gender.

The Bencong who will paint the hands and feet of the Dew, immediately sand the Dew that has come down from the stairs. That astral creature, instantly grabbed Dew's hand. Holding both arms firmly and pulling him to walk quickly to sit Dew with a slightly rough and strong movement, the Dew was pushed firmly and caused his buttocks to land on Tara's thigh sitting cross-legged.