FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

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After taking a shower in her bed. Scroll his phone saw the photos together with Mas Ardhi. The man she loved so much.

Without excuse the tears seeping already on his white cheeks. He wanted to call Ardhi, but he remembered the contents of their deal. If there is any contact between them, the agreement is void. And the Dew will not be able to return to Ardhi.

"What kind of agreement is that? what's wrong with being violated." He said irritatedly, hitting his soft bed.

"But, if Tara's really holding me back how is it? he seems powerful enough. The proof is that he can influence Mas Ardhi to come up with his silly idea." Dew blabbering, removing his uneg-uneg while looking at his photos with Ardhi. He even kissed the phone.

Czech....

Dew immediately melted his tears and sat on the bed, because he heard the door open.

He breathed a sigh when Mama Mira came in. He thought Tara was coming.

"My daughter has had a bath. How's your darling doing?" Mama Mira put a tray filled with food on the table. Then put the Dew sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Bou's better, but I feel powerless." His words were sweet to his mother-in-law. Mama Mira loves Dewun.

"Tara didn't come here, honey?" Mama Mira asked gently, tidying her son's hair down the back of his head.

Dew shook his head lazily, if the man's name was called, he became upset himself.

"Said you were gonna take a break. But, where is he going?" Now Mama Mira moved from her seat, walking to the table where she put the food she was carrying.

"Eat first, baby, keep taking the medicine." Mama Mira feeds the Dew. Dew was happy to take a bribe from the Bounya. Mama Mira, really like Mama Nur, Mother Dewun.

"Bou's so happy, Tara's finally getting married to you baby. Bou sure, you must be happy with Tara." Mama Mira looked at the Dew while bribing her.

"Bou was worried and scared. Especially after knowing that you have a boyfriend. But, Bou is sure, you as a Batak woman can take care of your own marwah. There's no way baby, you're gonna play behind Tara with that guy later?"

Uhuk....

Dew choked on hearing her mother-in-law's words.

Mama Mira quickly offered her water.

"Are you okay, baby?" Mama Mira stroked the back of the Dew. He was so worried about his daughter-in-law.

"Yes Bou." Dew replied smiling bitterly. What if the big family knew the contents of the deal. The family will be disappointed in them.

"Bou doesn't know your man's friend. But, from the Borumu Ompung Story at that time, I can conclude that you love your male friend very much. Bou is very afraid, if your marriage will fail. It can put our big family to shame. And it might endanger your life. Thank goodness you guys got married too.

"Bou is sad to know the fact that you still hate Tara. How you are going to have this marriage. You hate Tara, while Tara's the kind of guy who's cold to women." Mama Mira's words shed tears. While the Dew is made dumbfounded.

'Cool 'bout? Tara's a cold guy? isn't Tara so whining and nosy at him?' Dew bathes, concentrating on hearing the story of the Bounya.

"When your father contacted us, asking if the Little Matchmaking could be serious, then Bou and Ompungmu were happy to hear it. And it turns out Tara agreed to it too. That's a very happy thing for our extended family.

"Where is it not happy? Finally Bou can breathe. Because Tara wants to get married. In fact, all the girls who were chasing him were rejected outright. Back then, Bou was scared and worried. Because it was thought that Tara did not like women.

"Later on you have to be patient, baby, face the cold nature of Tara. Plus the number of women who are attentive to him. Rose just went to the club to serve the women who are looking for Tara to the office.

"Two years ago, Tara was often chased by women who offered to be his wife. Those women were at no prestige to offer themselves up. Yeah, since Tara's been in the news as a successful young entrepreneur." Mama Mira told a long story, telling the state of her son, do not have time to be surprised later.

"Why does Tara want to marry me, Bou? I was still a college kid. We are not a wealthy family. Didn't Bou feel the loss of marrying Abang Tara to me." Dew said with confusion. When talking to other people, Dewun calls Tara with Abang. But, if they interact, Dew prestige call Tara as Abang.

Mama Mira smiled, stroking the head of the Dew. He glimpsed at his son-in-law.

"Why Bou should feel a loss. You are, parumaen Bou. Bou's niece. Bou will feel more loss again. When Tara's hard work. Other women who enjoy. How the hell are you, honey?

"The point is, you should be able to be patient later. When many gifts or flowers are sent to your home. It must be from the women chasing Tara. Moreover, Tara did not publicize your marriage to her business relationship. It means people don't know he's married. Only close family and villagers know.

"Bou was upset by Tara's decision. Why not just make a reception, invite all business associates. Let people know that he's married. But, you don't worry, Bou will still continue to persuade her, for your relationship to be public." Mama Mira smiled warmly.

The dew also smiled. "Who wants recognition as his wife. I'm also happy, outsiders don't know that he's my husband. At least after parting ways with him and returning to Mas Ardhi. People don't say I'm a widow." Dew bathin staring fixed Mama Mira who so loved her.

"Bou is sure to you dear, that you will be a good wife. Like other women. Faithful, respectful to the husband, serve the husband well. Like your mother to His Brother." Mama Mira smiled.

"Because, Bou is sure. Mama Nur has educated you well." Again Mama Mira stroked the head of the Dew unfortunately.

"Already, later you guys just kind of mess to the guarantee. You just rest, baby." Mama Mira kissed Dew's forehead and left him in the room.

It's been an hour in bed. But Tara did not enter the room.

"Thank God, that means he really heard my words. It is true, seeing his face. I'm gonna puke. He was like trash in my eyes. Thank goodness it is garbage that can be recycled. This is rotten shit, killer." Said grumbling. Start concentrating on sleep.

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"Rose you should go home first to the city of Medan. Look at the file that Doly sent this at the opposite end. He doesn't understand yet, but you took it off. And even come here." Tara said in a deep breath. He who got hateful words from Dewun, made his mood so bad.

"All right, tonight I'm going home. Tara, wasn't that Dew, the woman who hit you at Kuala Namu airport back then? and quickly he's on a man's bopong. And that man Mr. Ardhi. I concluded Like that, after meeting with Mr. Ardi when discussing our cooperation with him." Rose said excitedly.

Tara got up from her work chair, walking towards the window.

"Maybe, what are you talking about for. I'm warning you Rose, don't interfere too much with both of our affairs. Dew doesn't like you. I don't want you guys fighting anymore. You are both hard, let alone He grudges you because you harmed him in the rice field the other day." Tara said, while looking at the galanggang where the Margondang event took place.

Rose clucked in annoyance.

"You guys had a fight in the room last night. He's crying you made." Obviously Tara, still staring in the direction of the Margondang event taking place.

"Can also the lady do not know the manners of crying." Ketus Rose, displaying her arrogant face.

"Rose, she's my wife. I want you to be nice to him. I haven't checked the CCTV. Later if I find you being rude to him. We'd better end our friendship and you'll go back to your country." Hardik Tara stared intently at Rose who was sitting on the sofa.

"Geez, that is how much you love him. What did you see from the Dew that morning? it's rough, college boy, his family is not rich either. Your family is much richer. Better yet, you are married to the women who have been chasing you all along. They are the daughters of successful entrepreneurs as well. Two successful business families are brought together.

"Surprisingly, you're going to dump me when I help you, so successful businessman. She's only been your wife for six months. Realize you're Tara.!" Rose said with anger. He got up from his seat, walked out of the room by tightly closing the door.

Tara put her ass back in her chair. Sighing heavily and rubbing his face rough. Given the agreement, Tara would be very upset.

At ten in the morning, Tara entered her room because she was about to change her costume.

With a big smile he entered his room. Looks like the Dew is done in makeup. Dew is still wearing traditional red clothes and his head is still decorated Bulang. The dew is so pretty, Tara was blown away. He unconsciously looked at the Over-goal Dew. The dew threw away his face.

After Tara changed her costume, this time she only wore a black suit and a red shirt that matched her Dew shirt. Plus Batak custom accessories.

Tara and Dew in the wine again to pelaminan. This time Tara was quieter. He did that because, afraid of getting a rude attitude from Dew later in front of the public. He also wants to give comfort to Dew, because the word Dewun. Close to him made the Dew blood boil.

Event after event has taken place, now comes the time to the two brides for the manortor.

The movements of Tara and Dew when the manortor was very good, everyone was amazed at their appearance. Plus the spoken onang-onang menengena to the hearts of both. Dew involuntarily cried while manortor. (Onang-onang is a song that contains a pantun to tell the life of the two brides in outline).

A middle-aged woman appeared to be approaching the Dew. The woman wiped the tears that fell on Dew's cheek. She was clearly crying despite wearing sunglasses.

After the bridal manortor event is over. Now they have to pass the Patuaekkon event. Again the advice and prayers are heard, which makes the heart of Dewun feel sad. Why fake marriage is so sacred.

The time has shown at five in the afternoon, the last event is the Mangupa-wupah event. This event is the same as the event held at the Dewun house. That in front of them has been served pangupa food that is the head of the buffalo. The rice on top is chicken eggs and salt.

The Mangupa-wupa event also took place with a lot of advice from parents, traditional figures and religious figures, and the event ended before the Magrib time could be obtained.

Dew limp was swept away by Tara's family to her room on the second floor. He was back with a fever. Probably because of fatigue and stress. So that the Dew is difficult to heal.

"Here's a break first huh? later the prayer is still there is a meal together. And the host must serve all the food to our guests or the term Marsonduk. The host Dewun understands what Marsonduk is?" ask the middle-aged woman. Dew said hello denhan the host or Butet to the woman.

"Yes, I understand." Friendly Dew talk. Yes Dewun is friendly to his extended family Tara. Only to Tara she's high blood.

"Alright, host out first. Want to pray Magrib." Her host the Dew left them both in the room.

The dew was lying down, but Tara held it back. He wants Dew to take medicine before going to bed.

"What else? you better get out. I'm gonna take a break." Tightly Dew, when Tara's hand wants to touch her shoulder.

"Take the medicine first. This is Brother's already got it." Tara replied gently and smiled faintly. Don't ask her how she feels now. Sick and sad.

"You're crazy, you told me to take some medicine. Not eating yet. Want to kill me." Said the angry Dew, glaring at Tara.

Tara sighed harshly, She wanted to calm herself down so as not to be provoked. He's tired too.

"Sorry, you're wrong again. Brother just wants Adek to heal quickly. Make when paid-up we also eat rice and eggs. I think that's enough as a condition for Adek to be able to take this medicine." Tara stared at the Dew. In his hands was still the cure.

Hearing Tara's words, the Dew fell silent. But, he's still upset. Why you should marry Tara.

"Then Adek drinks first. Let the fever go down quickly. Geek has to drink a lot." Tara thrust a glass filled with warm white water.

The dew that was annoyed at Tara, instantly pushed the glass away from her face. But because He was overcome with fiery hatred, the Dew brushed him away strongly. The glass slammed onto the floor and broke.

Prangg.... Broken glass.

Czech....

The sound of the door opening.