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The afternoon wind was blowing violently stroking the leaves, sounding rustling twig dance and splitting the silence. Churning out a natural symphony that sounds reassuring. The birds begin to return to the nest. With a beak filled with food, they gobbled up their starving children.
Jenar sat under a catapult tree in front of the yard. See the rows of plants that look so soothing to the view. As long as he looks, he will never get bored.
"Wedding candidates do not often daydream, pamali!"
Sound waves suddenly seeped into the sense of hearing, making the body of Jenar a little aghast. He looked, saw the father who stepped foot closer to him.
"It's not dreamy, Dad. Just enjoying the breeze in the yard."
Sutha also landed her buttocks on Jenar's side. Tightly, he looked at his daughter's face. Not expecting, if so soon God outlined destiny for the princess, married at the age of nineteen years.
"What do you feel, son? Are you feeling nervous?"
Jenar nodded. Although he tried to be mediocre but he could not deny if the nervous feeling was still felt.
"Yes, Yeah, Jenar's nervous. Jenar is only afraid if later the married life of Jenar and Vishnu sir .... "
"Sstttt .. don't think weird, son. Marriage life is nothing good. There must be times when faced with what are the pebbles of life. But I believe that you and your husband can get through it."
Married to an adult man twenty-one years adrift, absolutely never imagined before by Jenar. He assumed that he would be a match with the Word, but in reality it was as easy as God to reverse the stroke of his destiny.
"Yes Well. So far in the eyes of Jenar, Mr. Vishnu is one of the figures of a loving adult man. Jenar is convinced that she can guide Jenar and become a patron for Jenar."
"Dad also believed in it, son. Somehow since Vishnu expressed his intention to marry you, without much thought Dad immediately agreed. Maybe it is true that the positive aura of the head of the company you work for is emanated so that it makes Dad immediately approve."
What the father said was not a figment. Jenar justifies all that is spoken by the Sutha. The charm of that handsome forty-year-old widower is really hard to erase.
"If Father and mother give their blessing, Jenar believes that Jenar's life will be overwhelmed by true happiness."
Sutha smiled meaningfully. He pulled up the arm of Jenar to bring her into the deck. He hugged the body of the princess only wayangnya this tightly, which will soon be officially titled as a wife. Unconsciously, he made a cry in the princess' arms.
The little girl who felt like just yesterday to and fro was spoiled in her cradle, three more days would already be a wife. Really, time seems to pass so quickly and leaves only traces of stories that will never be lost in memory. There is no way he will stop the time that continues to run until finally the wedding of the princess who became the champion.
"Dear the honor of your husband and yourself when you become a wife, son. In three days, your paradise will move to your husband. I just said, obey every commandment as long as it does not deviate from the teachings of religion."
Hearing the sobs coming from Sutha's lips, Jenar also shed tears. The father's sturdy and gallant body which has been the most comfortable place for him to lean, three more days will be replaced by the shoulder of Vishnu who officially became her husband.
Jenar nodded slowly. "Yes Well, Jenar will maintain the honor of her husband and Jenar herself because it is also what also helps maintain the honor of Father and mother."
Without them realizing it, there was a woman figure who was also watching the togetherness of Father and child from a distance. The woman also shed tears, feeling happy and full of being one. That is what leads his footsteps to approach, approaching his husband and son.
"Mother isn't hugged either?"
"Mother!!"
Jenar and Sutha both turned their heads toward the source of the voice. Without waiting for a long time, Rukmana sat down beside Jenar and hugged her tightly.
Haru's taste also suddenly controlled Rukmana's heart. "It feels like just yesterday Mother bathed you, nyuapin you when eating, nemenin you sleep, water when you are hard to wake up, and three more days you are officially a wife, son."
Jenar's eyes warmed up again, a drop of clear water dripping from her eye fertilizers. He held his arms killed by his parents and cried as much as they could in their arms.
"Dad, Mother, thank you all this time Father and Mother have raised Jenar with an abundance of love and affection so great like this. During his time as a father and Mother's child, Jenar never felt the lack of love and affection from Father and Mother."
Sutha rubbed Jenar's back gently. "May your husband also give you a great abundance of love and affection, son."
"Truely believe that sir Vishnu can give it all Well. Jenar believes that Vishnu sir is the best mate who has been chosen by God for Jenar."
"Aamiin, the prayers of Father and Mother will never break for you Jen."
"Thank you Mother."
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"Hey, why are you sneaking around like this?"
The Word behind the wall next to the house of Jenar was shocked to death when his lookout was visited by one of the neighbors. He turned around, seen one of the mothers with a shopping bag containing vegetables approaching him.
"What the hell is this mother? Just disturb!"
The mothers just stared at the cynical Word that was exactly like a thief. "What are you doing? Why are you stalking Mr. Sutha's house? You want to swing?"
"Chey, it's good Mom said I wanted to swing. I just want to see the installation of the tent in the house of Mr. Sutha only really."
"Basic freak. Instead of you just looking around, you better help put up the tent. It would be very useful."
The mothers passed away leaving the Word which was still intensely stalking the house of Jenar which was crowded surrounded by people who put up tents. The young man seemed to dissolve in his own mind. As if regretting what happened.
I cheated on Jenar but why did Jenar get married first? I thought I could live with the property of Stevi's parents, now even blangsak like this. Ahhhh .. I was missteps.
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