I'm Forced to Get Married

Letter From the Court

The day passed until it was one week after the incident when Ruben saw the wife in the restaurant, which means that even three weeks Ruben did not return to the house he occupied with Santi. And all that time Santi always waited for Ruben to come home.

Santi will always cook dinner every evening and always faithfully sit in the middle room waiting for the husband, not infrequently Santi fell asleep on the living room couch until morning and missed his dinner.

During that time bi Asih always noticed him silent and always near the employer to monitor Santi's health, he was very sorry to see Santi who looked thinner than three weeks before.

Like tonight again santi back waiting in the middle room to wait for her husband, and bi Asih who saw it immediately reprimanded and told to eat.

" No, it's eight o'clock. Non-eating first yes, later non-sick" said bi Asih concerned.

" it's soon bi." replied Santi lirih.

" but this non is already night." said bi Asih again.

" i don't want bi." Santi refused stubbornly.

" then how can you wait for your master if you are not hungry and sick,? what non think master would like to see a thinner miss than before,? and I will also definitely be scolded by master. What non-bear to mourn this old aunt scolded.?" say bi Asih at length and with a face that welcomes it.

Seeing the face of Bi Asih, the heartless santi finally relented and followed the word bi asih for dinner, and after finishing eating Santi kemabali again sat in the same place as before to wait for the husband.

Long wait until late at night santi who was not aware was finally asleep on the sofa, Bi Asih who accidentally passed by to see Santi who was asleep.

" pity non santi, surely she is exhausted waiting for master." Inner Bi Asih looked pityfully at Santi, she was tired,

" non, non, this non wake up late at night. It is better not to sleep in the room." said bi Asih after arriving near Santi.

" eughh, what time is bi.?" santi asked after opening her eyes.

" half hour eleven non. Non-sleep in the room only." said bi Asih again.

Santi looked at the wall clock of his house, sure it was late at night, his face was back grim and his eyes had started to look glassy, glassy, and the aunt who saw that also rubbed slowly Santi's shoulder that had been dated like her own child.

" Already, non do not be sad maybe the master is a lot of work" said bi Asih softly.

" yes bi, then I go to the room first." said santi trying to smile at bi pasih. But bi Asih knows losing is a forced smile from Santi to look good.

Santi passed from the presence of bi Asih to his room, until in the room he fell flat on the floor, he doubted again and again.

" why.? why don't we go home, then,? hyx...Hiks. Where are you and what are you doing.?" santi asked in between her tears which surely only she heard the question and could not get the answer..

The next morning Santi was still in his room, exactly still on his mattress. The clock has shown at nine and santi is still reluctant to move until the sound of knocking makes santi inevitably wake up from her sleep.

ceklekk.

" what's the matter bi.?" asked Santi with a face that looks tangled and eyes swollen from crying all night, and bi Asih who saw it increasingly did not have the heart to give a package that he believed it would make Santi more hurt.

" in, this is non." replied BI Asih slowly thrust the object in the brown-colored envelope.

" what is this bi.?" santi asked to take the thing.

" i don't know non, it was delivered the same delivery package here. Then excuse me for non." said bi Asih soon passed from there.

Santi went into his room, and turned the object back which was nothing but a letter, until his eyes caught the writing in the upper left corner.

Degs....

Santi's heart seemed to stop racing when reading the writing,

" A letter from the court." human santi slowly. With trembling hands he opened the cover of the letter. Santi hopes his thoughts are wrong about the contents of the letter.

The cry broke instantly as it read its contents...

Seriate.....

Jing.. Jing... Jing....

until here first loyal readers, tomorrow in up again 😊😊