I HAD TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND

CHAPTER 27

The semester break was over and now I have returned to Jakarta and re-educated as usual.

We still live in my house, my parents' second home.

Because today is still morning so this was the nyebelin as usual drove me to campus and he said he would go to Vera's house. Afterwards I'm going somewhere I don't know because he just said his business dealings were already that.

"Alena."

I turned to the direction where I heard a voice calling my name rather loudly in the hallway of my campus as I was heading towards my classroom.

"Alena."

"Eh brother."

"How are you doing, Alena?"

"Alhamdulillah good brother. Brother how are you? Oya, kok Fandi at that time ngg__"

"I'm sorry, Alena? Brother did not come to your wedding reception, because brother was not well." My words were cut off by Brother Fandi before I finished them.

But what Fandi said was the answer to what I was going to ask earlier when my last sentence had not been thrown until it was finished.

I glanced at Fandi's unusual eyes. However, I could not interpret the meaning of the look in his eyes this time.

"Ah, yes, papa." I said with a smile to my senior brother Fandi at the college.

"How is the end of the semester holiday must be the streets with the husband is already a wife?" Ask brother Fandi to me now we are walking side by side in the hallway of the campus.

There are still a few who come to campus and I did deliberately come a bit part this time, so as not to be too rushed. Moreover, I have also missed my campus after staying a few weeks because of the end of the semester.

"Yes quite good yesterday it was a vacation to Surabaya." My light on Brother Fandi with a smile, but I feel a bit uneasy with my status debate which is already a wife.

"So, how's the vacation?" Ask me again do not forget the smile is still engraved from my lips for Brother Fandi.

"Yes big brother is busy for Len's thesis so there's no time for vacation."

"Oo, yes, brother. Alena go in first, brother." I finally got to my front door of my classroom with a smile.

"Ok Alena." Brother Fandi said, and he walked by from my classroom.

After that I went into my classroom sitting on the number two bench of the table and the first row. Class was still quiet and Vera had not arrived.

"Hey Alena's finished honeymoon here." Said Handy one of our mob friends.

Handy had just arrived in our classroom with Reno while I was playing my hobby.

"What the hell is lo Han." My words are males because the Handy even mentioned the word honeymoon.

"Yeii, your new maten holiday must be the end of the semester holiday this time you use the same honeymoon om husband. Lagian Vera said that too." Ih the Vera actually-passed paen try to spread to the children of this news.

After all I am also not a honeymood right I have no ngapaen-ngapaen kok same om nyebelin it.

"B time Han. Where are you vacationing?" I asked while trying to divert the discussion so as not to spread to discuss honeymoon again.

"We can stay at home if we don't hang out once in a while, there's nothing special about Len." Reply Handy who was already sitting next to Reno on the bench behind me.

Until finally came the Vera and others then our lecturer arrived and we started teaching.

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"How long has Alena been pregnant yet?" The question just slid from the lips of the fashionable grandmother without hesitation.

"This man asks what the hell?" Andra flat.

"You're a strange question mamah reasonable know to you who are married, you and Alena to Surabaya also all honeymoon even though the main purpose is your work there." The fashionable grandmother aka the mama is hopeful. If the return of the youngest child and the son-in-law from Surabaya will give good news, namely the pregnancy of Alena.

"That's why keep it up every night until it's." The dashing grandfather who was also there just smiled amusedly in response to the words of the wife to his youngest son, still staring at the large LCD screen in front of him that aired a news event.

"You're fine, the work of Andra and Alena at night is nothing but what you called it." Andra still flatly answered and always so with still focus on the screen, pay attention to incoming messages about his business.

"Well before marriage you've been so the same Alena why now after legitimate as if reluctant so." Grutu the mamah without knowing if his speech is not a real fact, let alone before marriage even after a few weeks of marriage Andra has never done so.

Basic fashionable grandmother likes to make up alias make up without properly knowing the validity of the speech.

"Mom is actually misunderstanding." Andra was still staring at the screen.

"Misunderstanding how clearly you were caught in the room alone with Alena at the time." Mamah Andra remained steadfast on his accusation to the youngest son.

"Yes, I misunderstood you." Andra finally spoke by looking towards the mama.

"If you misunderstand why would you bother taking responsibility by marrying Alena?." What kind of question is this ? Why only this time mamah Andra throws and thoughts like that by him.

"How much did Andra break and say that Andra wasn't the son of a bitch, would you care? It really isn't mah. Mamah continued to sentence Andra as the man who should be responsible, for what you really did not do as well as Alena." Andra paused for a moment and spoke again. "In addition to the mamah disease that seems to want to relapse."

"So you feel compelled over your marriage to Alena?"

"Why do you ask like that? Andra and Alena are legally married. Andra also does not want to play a wedding, Andra tries to live this marriage sincerely and Andra hopes Alena too." Andra's light on his clear mother was also heard by the father, who was still busy watching TV.

However, in fact the father listened to the conversation of the wife and youngest son from the beginning. The father just did not want to participate in the conversation of the mother and child, so he pretended to focus on the television screen in front of him.

"It's good that you don't make this marriage a game and want to live it sincerely." The mother seemed indifferent about the contents of Andra's heart actually, which he clearly heard that the sincere son was already very good for him.

"Just you try dong Ndra to get Alena pregnant!" Helping the breath sounded from Andra's lips, he tried to find a little space to breathe more relieved the effect of every mamahnya speech that seemed to demand more to him.

"Alena is still in college Mah, if she gets pregnant as early as possible she will automatically stop college. Andra knew enough that Alena wanted to finish her studies until she could graduate and hold her bachelor's degree." Andra Strict.

"Then dong mamah later had his new grandson, the mama must wait until Alena graduated from Ndra and it's about 2 years again." There is a sense of disappointment seen from the face of the Mamah although not too dominant.

"Yes Allah's boss when you will get another new grandson, don't be a burden on your mind is not good." Andra tries to give a neutral sense in the end.

Andra is always worried if the mother why-why especially if until the disease the mother relapses again. Andra loves her parents, especially the mother who gave birth to her.

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[Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Om Lena has passed her college, pick up Lena now yes! If you have arrived at the front of the campus gate, tell me! ] Send, a message that Alena sent through the application with a white phone handle logo combined with her green background to the om nyebelin aka her husband.

The rain was so heavy in the city of Jakarta in the afternoon today and this afternoon Alena also finished her lecture. However, Alena was still in her campus. Vera best friend was ready to go home first as well as other college friends who play with her.

Alena is still in her class while some of her friends have left the classroom just to stay herself and one classmate who is not so familiar with her is Yuli.

"Len, don't you go home?" Yuli asked as she moved away from her seat.

"Yes again Yul, I'm still waiting for an invitation." Say it with a smile.

"Oo, if that's what I am first Len." Yuli said goodbye with a smile and passed to the classroom, I replied with a nod and a smile and said "Yes Yul be careful."

Now that I live alone in this class, I'm still waiting for that nyebelin om pick me up. My message earlier looks already snapped two blue that means the nyebelin om has opened and read my message earlier.

"Oh, the nyebelin om hasn't come yet?" I muttered in my heart while still playing my passion in this class, it did not feel like I had been waiting for 45 minutes.

Time has shown almost 6 pm/afternoon and the rain is still falling rapidly. Because the om nyebelin has not yet appeared to pick me up I decided to go to the campus mosque to perform maghrib prayer only first, because a few minutes ago also adzan maghrib had reverberated.

I put my salary into the bag and stood about to step to face the Khaliq 3 raka'at. How do you know after that the nyebelin om also arrived at the campus gate to pick me up.

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