Getting Married With a Woman at Night
Episode 11's.Unsuspectedly
"What are you guys doing there? You want to run away, go into your room! Don't let Mamih Clarisa know," snapped his friend Robert while leaving his waist.
"Not want to run away, we just look for the wind again," said Widia ketus.
"Yes, I went to my room first huh, Widia," Mita said with a wink.
"You go to the room there too!" his friend Robert sewot said.
"Tar first, get bored in the room mulu," said Widia while grunting annoyed.
Robert's friend locked the back door and took the key. "What the hell is using in the lock of everything? I told you I wanted to catch the wind first" snapped Widia while pushing the body of Robert's friend.
"Well, this is really suspicious. Surely you want to run away, yes" snapped his friend Robert.
"If so, why?!" widia ketus.
Soon Robert came to follow Mamih Clarisa. "What is this night-night storm?" snapping Robert.
"It's Widia hanging out here at this hour. He must have run away" his friend Robert said cynically.
"Yes, what are you doing here at this hour?" ask Mamih Clarisa loudly.
"Yes, I want to run away. I got word from my mom that my dad was being critical in the hospital. Please Mih, let me go home for a moment! I do not want to regret for a lifetime if something happens that is not desired" said Widia Lirih.
"Basi ya Widia, you're not budge. You yourself chose to sign a contract with me. So, you can't go home. Robert, take him to his room!" gertak Mamih Clarisa's.
Robert hurried to pull Widia's hand. However, Widia shook Robert's hand.
"Take me off!" gertak Widia's.
"Come, get in your room! Don't wait for my patience to run out!" mamih Clarisa said while grunting in annoyance.
"I don't want to go home, Mih!" sahut Widia lantang's.
THE PLAQUE! THE PLAQUE!
Mamih Clarisa also rose apoplexy and reflexes slapped Widia's face. Widia was stunned.
"Come, come to the room now!" robert ketus.
Finally, Widia was forced to obey their will. Widia is in brackets in her own room. He can only shed his tears.
"What should I do? I need to be able to get out of this place to see Dad" Widia murmured.
Suddenly the phone's voice rang. It was Herman who called her.
"Herman, he happened to call. Looks like I can use him. Okay, I'll lift it up. Hello, Herman. What's up?" ask Widia loud.
"Aren't you bored what's in there? What's the bike race no more?" said Herman loudly.
"Yes, I want to race a motorcycle. Can you help me not get out of here?" sahut Widia made Herman dumbfounded.
"What the hell do you mean? You want to escape from there. What's up?" ask Herman curiously.
"My father is sick Herman. He is critical. I don't want to be sorry if anything happens to Dad. So, please help me get out of here!"
"Okay, I'm going there now."
Suddenly the phone was cut off. Widia was stunned and tried to contact Herman again. However, the number is inactive.
"Hadeh, wear no longer active," murmured Widia ketus.
***
Thirty minutes later, Herman suddenly gawked into Widia's room.
"Wey, where are you going, Lo? No manners ya play nyelonong aja," snapped his friend Robert who is still on guard.
"Get aside, I have nothing to do with you! I only have business with Widia," said Herman while going upstairs.
Herman's hand was pulled. " Wey, it's late. You want what?"bluffing his friend Robert.
"Bad!" robert's friend shouted as he hurried to get up.
Finally, there was a great quarrel between Herman and his friend Robert. Each tonjok face to each other tonjok stomach alternately.
Not long after, Robert and his two other friends came.
"Come, let's just brush off this rioter!" robert said, clenching his hand.
Herman's body was surrounded by four people. Herman was surprised and shared his gaze with them.
"I have to be careful. What should I do?" inner Herman while sighing his long breath.
"I'll give you a chance to get out of here. Don't test my patience. Go quickly!" snapping Robert.
"Well, apparently here in addition to many women, it turns out a lot of pansy as well huh. How dare to play a game of rocking," said Herman loudly.
"Don't talk to you much! Go or finish you!" added his friend Robert cynical.
"I'll go with Widia" Herman said, leaving her waist.
"Have it, don't waste time. Finish him!" robert shouted while reflexively curling Herman's neck.
His three friends Robert punched Herman in turn.
BUGH! BUGH! BUGH!
"AW! AWH! AW!"
Herman was also sprawled. When Robert wanted to step on Herman's stomach, Widia suddenly shouted.
"Wait on! Don't hurt him or all of you I'm reporting to the police!" gertak Widia made Robert and his friends dumbfounded.
"Get you into the room! Or maybe you've conspired to escape, huh!" robert sewot.
"What do you want if it's true? You have a little heart. What if your father is in the hospital and is critical? I'm sure you have a heart. So, don't make it difficult for me to go home!" bully Widia while shedding her tears.
"Wait on! How many times do I have to tell you Widia? You don't have to go home. Your father's medical expenses until I recover I will bear. Just do not go home" cried Mamih Clarisa.
"Sorry, Mih. Without diminishing respect for Mama. What if the sick one's Mamih's parents?" ask Widia lirih.
"Please say so!" snapping Robert.
"I asked you too. What if your parents are sick too?" widia said as she shed her tears.
"Jawab, I asked! What if something happens to your parents? You can't see for the last time. You have a heart, right?" widia said that Mamih Clarisa and Robert lowered their heads.
"Please, let me go home for a second, Mih!" widia lirih.
"All right, I'll let you go home. But, will be escorted by Robert and his friend," said Mamih Clarisa loudly.
"What if he runs away, Mih?" robert lantang.
"If she runs away, you're all gone" Mamih Clarisa said loudly.
"Okay, it doesn't matter if I have to be in control," Widia said as she tightly hugged Mamih Clarisa's body.
Mamih Clarisa let out a heavy sigh and took it out heavily. Not even her tears came.
Finally, Widia rushed to the station to return to her village in the care of Robert and his friend. During the trip, there was no communication between them. They sit facing each other.
While her mother Widia, she kept shedding her tears. Her husband's condition is becoming more critical.
"Oh my God, heal my husband. Hope the operation goes well. Aamiin," Widia's mother's inner self.
Suddenly the phone's voice rang. It turns out Widia called.
"Assalamualaikum, is that why, son?" ask Widia's mother.
