I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

Marriage Day

Three days passed.

As the sky burned with the sun, the hearts of Arka and Nisa were forced to fuse together by the sacred pledge. The two of them now sit side by side as husband and wife.

Lookie!

Nisa wears a lacy headscarf, with a silver flower bross, as a complement to her appearance. While the dress he wears, has a ruffle accent with pearls as a sweetener.

As for Arka, he wore a blue suit. In accordance with the theme of the wedding taken, the atmosphere of nature is open.

The clothes have been designed so perfectly, the altar has been decorated in such a way, but the two brides are even face-to-face, making some of the guests present guess.

No exception Maher. The man, who in his silence, still laid his heart on the bride.

“In addition to sudden, Nisa and Arka look unhappy on her wedding day. Somewhat strange too, why did Arka not marry Dara who had been his girlfriend for a long time? Something is not right this,” his monologue in heart.

“Take a lunch yuk Kak!” said the girl accompanied with a graceful smile.

Call Thira to break Maher's daydream. “Come! The cause is appetizing,” he concluded.

“Iya. But, I want to eat salad only.”

***

Not far from the altar, Nita sat down near another employee. He kept smiling.

“Nisa is also married to another man. It's painful for Miss Dara. But, it's okay. The important thing is not painful for me,” he thought.

He then scanned the atmosphere around. More precisely, looking for the whereabouts of Farel at the party. He had not seen Farel in a few days. “Maybe he was too hit with Nisa's wedding,” Nita said in her heart.

“Sorry Farel, I do not mean to act evil by laughing on your suffering. But this is what I expected. Nisa is married to someone else. For your attention to come back to me again,”.

Nita did not know that the pain had brought Farel over to the neighboring country.

He had contacted Farel's number several times, but that was the only answer he received.

The number you are calling cannot be reached. Please check your destination number.

It happened because Farel had thrown away his old cards. In essence, Farel wants to start a new life in Malaysia, without the shadow of the Indonesian atmosphere again.

***

The Arka family was present at the wedding. Including the very old. Although it was old, the spirit of four five oma did not fade to attend the wedding of his favorite grandson.

Nisa's family is incomplete. There is only a mother, and a father. They were wearing clothes that the Arka family had brought the day before the wedding. Complete with wheelchair for Nugroho sir.

Kanza actually wants to be present in the midst of the grand marriage of the brother. But it was hampered by the semester exam. Suppose it was just a daily replay, Kanza might still be able to lobby not to go to school.

Event after event passed. Until you arrive at the core event. With a flat expression, Nisa threw away the wedding flowers. The flower landed in Daniel's hands.

“Aish, why should I get this flower?” his traumatized weakness left his wife dead.

“This, just make you. You are single.” Daniel handed the flower to Maher.

Maher smiled faintly. “Create a Sister only. I am also single.”

“I don't want to marry again. You've never been married. Want you to be a weathered bujang?” Daniel gave the flower again.

Maher shook his head, then took the wedding flowers.

The atmosphere became more lively, when invited guests cheered at the behavior of the two men. Oma did not miss the moment, she laughed off once seeing the expression of her first grandchild.

Yes, there is sadness that brings laughter.

Last event, dessert time.

At the stall there was plenty of food. There are various pudding, mini cakes, various types of fruit that have been cut neatly, cookies, pies, and chocolate brownies.

Guests enjoyed it before they got home.

In the front yard of the house, Kanza greeted them. She helped her mother push her father's new wheelchair.

Arka then helps Nisa prepare the items. Not because of attention, but because he began to oversaturated put a friendly face in front of the Nisa family.

“Not nginap first, Son?” ask Faridah

when Arka says goodbye.

“Lain times Bu. Today focus is on improving first.”

Arka greeted Faridah's mother.

“Often return home Yes Kak,” said Kanza while hugging Nisa.

“Iya, you can play at home if there is a holiday.” Nisa hugged her sister who was chatty but very dear to her. “Ajin learn yes! Let your grades be good and get a scholarship to college,” he continued and then greet his parents.

“So a good wife, son. Obey the husband. So the coolers of your household.” Tangis coloring the face of Bu Faridah.

“Iya, Ma.” Nisa also shed tears. After living with her parents for so long, it was time to leave home to follow her husband.

“Jaga my son is fine. If you are not in love, return to your home! Don't you snatch, let alone play physically.” Mr. Nugroho was also very sad, but there was no way he would cry like his wife.

Nisa and Arka then get into the car. They drove to Arka's house. Arriving there, Nisa helps Arka to arrange the clothes to be put in the suitcase.

The clock continues to turn. Ark's stuff is ready. It's time to say goodbye to his father and mother.

“Mama prefers you and Nisa stay here. Your personal mansion sell it!” haifa ma'am.

“Can't, Ma. The mansion I had prepared for long to live in if I was married. Unfortunately if it is not inhabited for a long time, it can be haunted later.”

“I agree with Arka's choice. It is time he lived his life without our interference again,” said Mr. Pradipta.

It was as if supporting her son to live

self-contained. Though for the sake of covering the secrets of the two of them, who will secretly abort the content of Nisa.

“But mama will miss the same you love.” Haifa's foam lips are now pursed, in reaction to her grief.

“Mama can come anytime to our mansion. Our residence is wide open twenty-four hours for Mama.” Arka kissed the back of her mother's hand.

Arka and Nisa then get into the car. They were silent at the beginning of the journey. A long time later, Arka opened her mouth.

“We are indeed husband and wife, but until anytime I will not be willing to touch cheap women like you.”

Duarr!!!

Bazoka tub. Arka's words managed to bombard Nisa's heart, breaking her to pieces.

Negligently.

Nisa. “Loved or not, I will still try to be a good wife for sister.”

“I married you for being forced, nothing more. So stop acting as a wife in front of me.”

“Serah Kak Arka would like to consider me what. Obviously we are married. And it is the duty of a wife to obey her husband.”

“You want to obey, right? Then, stop assuming I'm husband.”

“Good, if it wants Brother. I accept the obligation first.”

Spontaneous, Arka looked at Nisa for a moment. “What is the obligation?”

“Twelve.”

“Whatever it is, don't you do!” The focus is back to looking ahead.