GHOST VILLAGE

SECTION 71: BRIDE

Mita's mother then said, "Mita was just a moment to feel the happiness of being able to study at the school of her dreams, a few days later she was forced to marry the man her father chose."

Mita's mother's tears are powerless to hold back. In an instant the woman's cheeks were already wet with her own tears.

"That means Mita's married, ma'am?" my many.

Mita's mother nodded.

"Where does Mita live now, Mom? Is she coming with her husband?" ask again.

Again, Mita's mother nodded. My chest was hit by a big mace. It's not because I love Mita or anything that usually happens to adults. However, I also feel saddened by the tragic fate of the beautiful girl I first met at school. He had to bury his dream deeply to meet the customary demands and obey his father. I leaned my back against the chair to ease my shock.

"Patience, Im. Maybe Mita is not your soul mate" whispered Gatot but her voice was quite loud. I'm sure Mita's mother heard it too.

"Did you like Mita, son?" Suddenly Mita's mother asked her that silly question.

"Wow, no ma'am, this Gatot likes to joke. I haven't had any love from my mother. I'm just surprised because a child of Mita's age has been married" I replied spontaneously.

"Review you, Tot!" I whispered to Gathoth.

Gatot only responded with a smile.

Besides being sad I also feel relieved because I have answered my curiosity about the existence of Mita Lestari. She did not show up at school because she was married and living with her husband. Perhaps this is what people call the harsh reality.

For a few minutes we were silent with each other's thoughts because no one wanted to be asked again. Mita's mother left us for a while and came back with cups of drinks.

"Well, why bother, ma'am?" peekik Lidya's.

"No hassle, son. Coincidentally I always keep the syrup, so stay mixed with boiled water only. But sorry the water is not warm because if you have to heat the water, fear of being left behind by you" replied the mother.

"Wow, it's okay, ma'am. Cold like this is good, too." Gatot.

"Bas with you, Tot!" squeal Cindy.

"Monggo drank the syrup!" her mother Mita said.

"Thank you very much, ma'am" we answered compactly

In an instant the drink in our glass was gone. Only Cindy and Lidya are left. Girls are usually a bit shy.

"Oh yes, Mom. Can we ask Mom something?" fajar.

"You ask me what? If I can answer, God willing I will answer" the mother replied.

"We want to know about the tomb in front of Mega's house. Whose tomb is it?" ask Dawn.

"Eh, that tomb, huh?" said mom was nervous.

"Yes, Mom. We are curious about the tomb" replied Fajar.

"Sorry, Son. It would be better for you to go directly to Mega ma'am only," replied the mother.

"What if we asked Mom? Isn't that the same?" Dawn persisting.

"No, Son. It's too personal, after all you would want to know the tomb in detail, right? I think Mega ma'am himself is more appropriate to answer all the questions in your mind," replied the mother firmly.

"We beg you to explain!" force Dawn.

"Alright then" replied Fajar disappointed.

Mita's mother suddenly took a photo album from the sideboard behind her chair. For a moment he looked at the photos in the album.

"Mita, forgive me for not being able to defend you to stay in school as you see fit" she said slowly stroking someone's face in the photo. His originally cheerful facial expression again looked sad.

"Is that Mita's wedding photo, Mom?" cetus Lidya's.

"Yes right, son. Looking at the five of you, I remember Mita, ", the mother replied as she closed the photo album again.

"Can we see it, ma'am?" ask Lidya again.

"Oh, please!" the mother replied while presenting the photo album to Lidya.

After receiving the album from her mother Mita, Lidya opened one by one photos on the album. Cindy who was next to him also looked with Lidya.

"What a beauty Mita is in this photo!" peekik Lidya's.

"Yes right. Mita looks so graceful and sweet" Cindy said.

It is undeniable, Mita does have a very beautiful face. With clothes like a queen last night, surely she will look sweet and ayu.

"Replace, dong! I also want to see the beauty of this girl who is adored by my friend" Gatot chanted as she took over the album just finished being seen by Lidya and Cindy.

Similar to the two girls, Gatot also praised the beauty of Mita's face. For a few minutes he noticed one by one the wedding photos in front of him.

"Already, Tot! You'll drool, how?" squeal Dawn while pulling the photo album held by the farm boy. We who heard the joke of Dawn smiled, especially after seeing the reaction of Gatot sewot.

The photo album is now in the hands of Dawn. Dawn flipped through the sheets of the wedding photos.

"Right you guys say, her bridal make-up is really nice. Mita's face looks manglingi (different from usual). I almost didn't recognize his appearance. Fortunately, I still poultice with the shape of Mita's nose and lips," said Fajar next to me, while I was cool to hear the explanation of Dawn without taking a look at the photos of Mita and her husband.

Just a few sheets, Fajar opened the photos in the album, Fajar said, "You don't want to look at the wedding photos Mita, Im?"

"You, Jar. You just finish it first! I'll see after that" I replied.

"Alright then," cried Fajar while continuing his activities.

A few minutes later, Fajar finally finished paying attention to the entire photo on the album he was holding. It was my turn to pay attention to the contents of the album. I received a photo album from Dawn and opened it slowly. I was very surprised when I saw the first picture on the album. I really can't believe what I saw. I went to another page of the album, but unfortunately on another page I found no answer to my surprise.

The dawn that saw the irregularity of my countenance said, "What's wrong, Im?"

I said, "Jar, don't I look wrong?"

"No, Im. You don't see it wrong, Mita Lestari, our classmate is married and can't continue her school anymore" replied Fajar.

"That's not what I mean, Jar!" my exposition.

"What makes you so surprised?" ask the leader of my group.

I showed the photo I was holding to Dawn. My other three friends and the middle-aged mother also noticed what I was doing with a wondering heart.

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