FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

Can't resist

Tok....

"Tara.... Tara baby...!" mama Mira's voice was faintly heard by Dewun. He woke up, but closed his eyes.

"Grown, Dew.... Dear dew... Open the door Maen!" Mama Mira's voice was increasingly clearly heard by Dewun, especially her Mother-in-law called her name.

Dew tried to open his eyes that felt still very heavy like a large stone. At that moment, he was surprised to see the figure of Tara sleeping facing him and most annoyingly it turns out Dew wrapped his hands in Tara's stomach.

Dew quickly moved away from Tara's body which seemed to be still asleep.

He sat down and quickly held his scabbard so as not to sag from his chest. He held onto his rumbling chest. For some reason every close to Tara, Dew always feel unsettled. He felt Tara's body like it had a Magnet that made him always close.

"Grow, Tara, wake up baby, Magrib's time is near." Mama Mira's voice really made Dew fully aware.

He also shook his own head, he was upset with himself who always slept by hugging objects around him. Hope Tara doesn't know her behavior. He would be very embarrassed, if Tara knew his behavior during sleep.

Huuff....!

The dew breathed deeply, got out of bed and looked for an outher in his suitcase to cover his upper body.

"Grow, Tara....!" Mama Mira's voice was getting stronger.

"Yes Bou, just a minute." The sound of Dew sounded hoarse and weak.

After putting on his outher Dew tried to open the door of the room, strangely Dewun could not open it.

"But Bou, I can't open it. Looks like the key's stuck." Dew answered by raising an octave of his voice. While trying to open the locked door.

"Ooohhhh is Tara there Maen?"

"Yes Bou."

"Only Tara can open it. Looks like he locked it up." The words of Mama Mira made Dew surprised and amazed. It's so weird this room.

"Ohhh..." Dew answered confusedly, stopping his action fiddling with the door lock.

"Wake Tara dear,!" mama Mira's orders.

"Yes Bou." The dew walked over to Tara who was still fast asleep.

"Hey, hey, wake up... Oi.... Wake up..!" said Dew sharply, He felt the prestige of being sweet to the man.

Tara did not budge, the sound of Dew did not affect her slumber. Tara seems to be very tired.

The dew finally touched Tara's back, because now her position is Tara's back to the Dew.

"Wake up..wake up....!" The dew shook Tara's back. The man turned around, but still closed his eyes.

"Wake up, Hey Wake up. It's Magrib." Already." Dew touched and shook Tara's chest.

Grappl....

Tara grabbed Dew's hand, as she felt something touch her chest. He also drowned his hands in his arms.

Pukkkp...

The dew hit Tara's shoulder hard. She was upset with Tara for touching her.

Tara opened her eyes, feeling pain in her shoulder.

"Koq play spank." Tara looked at the Dew that was bowing before her. Dew's right hand, still immersed in the chest of Tara's field.

"Wake,...! sleep like a buffalo. Let go of my hand." Ketus Dew displays a sour face to Tara.

Tara looked at her chest, Right hand Dew revolted in her arms. He let go of his hand and smiled sweetly.

"The door can't be opened. Mama wants to come in." The dew spoke with annoyance.

Tara nodded.

"The door is opened." Tara said, the door was open. Tara changed her body position on her back, stretching her sore muscles. Probably because of Magrib's sleep.

Dew was astonished, He was still standing at the side of the bed in a daze. He felt Tara's room was so sophisticated. Everything can operate with just the command of his voice.

"Grow, Bou has brought you food." Mama Mira who had entered the room, immediately put the food under her on the table near the sofa in the room.

After putting food on the table. Mama Mira approached Dewun who was still standing dumbly at the side of the bed.

Mama Mira put the back of her hand on the forehead of Dewun. Tara watched her mother's behavior closely.

"You still have a fever, baby." Dew nodded.

Mama Mira sat her butt on the edge of the bed, looking at her son who seemed to be lazing.

"You guys used to eat ya. Mama get out first. Take herbal medicine for Dew." Mama Mira said, getting up from her seat. Leaving the Dew that was still standing in a stupefied state.

"Come wudhu!" Tara grabbed the hand of the Dew that was still standing. Realizing her hand was touched by Tara, she brushed it off.

"I don't want to pray, I'm sick." The dew then moved towards the bed, and directly covered his body with a blanket.

"So much anger means there is still energy to pray." Tara said softly, Now Tara is standing at the side of their bed.

"I'm sick again, if you want to pray, there pray. Don't force people." Dew from under the blanket.

"Alright, but if Adek will be better. His prayers are mushroomed to Ashar huh?!" tara said, He went into the bathroom.

"Basic sok alim." The dew is very upset forced to pray.

Tara comes out of the bathroom, finding Dew still hiding under the covers.

Tara entered the prayer room, still in her room. After the prayer He did not forget to pray, asking the Khalik, that his marriage be a blessed and equal marriage. Even if it's only six months.

"Ibun, eat yuk?" Tara said softly, paying attention to the blanket covering the body of the Dew.

"Eat first" said the lazy Dew.

"A wife will get a lot of reward when accompanying her husband to eat." Tara said, start fishing for Dew, which is explosive.

Sure enough, the Dew instantly exposed the blanket that covered his entire body.

"Don't say that again. Again, this marriage is not true. So, don't expect more from me." Ketus Dewun, looking at the annoyed Tara who walked towards the table where the food was.

"Oh yes, I forgot. Yes already here eat. I wouldn't consider you a wife. Right now I'm going to think of you as a Muslim sister only. You are sick again. Come here, or you bring the food there." Tara smiled, unwilling to take Dew's words seriously.

Dew dumbfounded, why this man in front of him, santuy it. What is his heart made of? why not get angry.

Seeing the Dew not moving from its place. Tara finally approached her, sitting her butt on the edge of the bed.

"Abang does not want to get sick Adek more severe. It will trouble others. So Adek has to eat, keep coming back to take his heat-lowering medication huh?" Tara immediately offered a bribe to the Dew.

Whether the magnet from where it came, Dew was just submissive, opening his mouth that still felt stiff and his saliva was bitter.

"Abang wonder, why do you hate so much to Brother? try to name one compelling reason that underlies your hatred." Tara said full of questions. Even though he knew the reason Dew hated him must be because of Doly.

"One, because your brother did not marry Ardhi, right?" Tara stared fixedly at the Dew, which chewed the food slowly.

Dew nodded.

"What's the second reason?"

"Doll.!" answer Dew fast.

"Ohhh yes, you just remembered. You didn't want to meet with my brother after that incident. All right, brother will explain everything. Including about Doly." Tara said, now he put food in his own mouth.

"You like Doly, don't you?" tara asked with a smile.

"Yes, I liked it. He was nice to me. Not like you. Wicked...!" Jutek Dewun, tilted his mouth to the side. The expression on Dew's face became even more adorable.

"But now he is gone. And I've got a replacement."

"Sir Ardhi?"

"Yes, and you will still I hate from the past, now onwards." Firmly Dew, challenged Tara by glaring her eyes.

"Oh yes, good. But now you have to eat a lot first, in order to have the energy to stay up tonight." Tara returns to feed the Dew. Stunned, Dew still accepts Tara's bribe.

Hearing the door open, Tara looked towards the door, seeing her mother who came carrying a large glass, which contained herbs.

"Don't you love eating from Tara's feed?" Mama Nur put a glass containing herbal drinks that still emit the smoke.

Hearing Mama Mira's words, Dewun refused a bribe from Tara.

"Your mouth is like Tara. It's a pleasure to feed Bou." Mama Mira again checked the temperature of the Dew by putting the back of her hand on the forehead of the Dewun.

"You're still hot baby, eat a lot ya let's get well soon." Mama Mira, stroking the head of the Dew.

Smiling Dew looked at her mother-in-law who loved her so much.

Finish eating and taking medication. Dew and Tara return. This time they wear wedding dress. After bagda isya the event resumed. And this time, Tara and Dew will sit sweetly in the pelaminan watching the tor-tor dance from all sides alternating in their respective order.

To cover the eyes of the drowsiness of the two brides. Then they will wear sunglasses, which are named Marrebem. The last night's manortor event began until it would continue the next day. That closes with the tor-tor dance of both brides.

Think of it as Tara and Dew. They should look happy during the shoot.