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Hallowed

“So, are we dating?* asked Maruta increasingly makes Kinasih clumsy.

Kinasih could not answer Maruta's question, he simply smiled knots while further bowing his head.

“If there is no rejection answer, then I assume yes,” continued Maruta back.

“I want to finish the goods first,” said Kinasih took his hand off from Maruta's grasp, then turned back to the kitchen with a little run.

Maruta just smiled listening to Kinasih's behavior, he knew his love was not rejected. But neither got a definite answer, it was because Kinasih might be ashamed. Because for a woman if she doesn't want to, she can definitely refuse. However, the overly possessive Kinasih gelagat has proven, how the high-bodied woman feels.

 

***

Time passed smoothly by Maruta and Kinasih. They get used to the new habit of returning home from the market before nine. And Maruta is now more often in the kitchen to pack orders with Kinasih and Deswita.

While the one in the store, in jaha by the other Kinasih employee.

***

One night, Mr. Karso called them both Kinasih and Maruta.

“You sit here, it's time for Dad to make sure about your relationship, don't be delayed again,” said Mr. Karso after his two children sat together, on the sofa set is outdated.

“What do you mean by Father?” ask Maruta.

“You've already expressed each other's feelings?” ask Mr. Karso.

However, both are silent. Fear of saying something that is actually certain, but they have not yet pledged their own feelings.  Right now they are just convinced that they have the same taste.

“As you said last Sunday Maruta, If you accept your son, Kinasih, as someone who will accompany you, you are willing to marry you immediately.

 However, if you refuse, maybe because Kinasih is not a woman who suits your taste, Father is fine.

However, that way you must be ready to be independent no longer home with the Father.

I hope you understand. Not that you do not want to accept your existence here, but to avoid the slander of the residents and you will also help to find a place to live, perhaps.

“Where is Kinasih?” Maruta instead asked Kinasih, who he had been nervous about since then, getting more panicked when asked for a deal by Maruta.

“E-Eh, how good I am,” said Kinasih nervously.

“If you wait for you, there will be no decision. Well, you decide next week you're getting married, if you refuse just say no. Simple isn't it?” said Mr. Karso, he was anxious with these two children. Consider for so long and no end.

Yes, Mr. Karso already considers Maruta like his own son.

“Yes already, I want to rest. Later when the father and some residents prepare for your marriage, if there are still less agree with the decision of the Father, convey immediately. Mumpung time has not been fixed on the day you will akad.”  

After Mr. Karso, Maruta saw Kinasih's face as glum as he was, he continued to look down, his gaze as if empty, straight looking at the floor with what thought.

Maruta ventured to hold Kinasih's hand.

“What's up?” maruta said softly. “You want to reject your request? Not too late,” said Maruta back.

Kinasih lifted his head, he looked at the man who would soon be his life companion, “If your memory returns how?” said Kinasih lirih.

“You're worried about that?” ask Maruta.

Kinasih just nodded.

Maruta berusa makes Kinasih calm, unthinkable fear that has not happened yet.

“If your family doesn't accept me?” ask Kinasih back.

“The one living life is me, if my family can't accept you, I can live like this. Both of you now and then make no difference, right?”

Kinasih got a little relief from what Maruta said, he tried his faith to no longer hesitate in earnestness and believed that Maruta would not disappoint him later.

 

***

Mr. Karso's plan to marry Kinasih and Maruta went smoothly. Day H has arrived. Their wedding was simple but quite lively.

The blue tent in front of Mr. Karso's house is quite spacious, because the hajat in the village is like that it does not need a luxurious decor. However, the supplies to accommodate guests are sufficient.

Five days before the wedding took place, Maruta stayed at Deswita's house, it was in the consideration of Mr. Karso and Deswita's parents who participated as the committee, in the wedding of Maruta and Kinasih.

Because according to custom, it should not be done when the groom and bride meet before their wedding day.

“Where? It feels deg-degan what is happy?” tanya Deswita teases the Kinasih who is being groomed.

“Nano-nano Wi ,” said Kinasih with a smile in front of the mirror.

“Finally Mas Maruta who became the wrestler, you are also the winner,” back Deswita tease her best friend.

“Iya dong's. Who finds, he who has, hehe,” said Kinasih ended the laughter of the two friends.

At 08:30, the host announced that the groom had arrived. Kinasih was getting nervous, but the Kinasih akad procession would not be next to Maruta before the contract was completed and she was legally the wife of Maruta.

Kinasih will come out after the contract is implemented and that means Kinasih is legally the wife of Maruta.

Akad also took place even though Kinasih was not in front of the penghulu with Maruta. However, nervousness and anxiety hit the white woman at this time. Kinasih was afraid that Maruta could not smoothly pronounce the sentence to pledge their wedding vows.

Kinasih carefully listened to what the penghulu said, then followed by Maruta who last heard a 2,000,000 mas pronounced with a two-gram ring, making Kinasih relieved. Especially when guests say the word ‘SAH’ in unison..

“Alhamdulillah ..”ucap Kinasih with Deswita together, unknowingly they hugged each other almost to damage the makeup of Kinasih so happy.

“Come on, Kinasih, we're ahead. Ma'am Deswita's accompanying, well. Beside her,” said the makeup.

Kinasih is so gracefully beautiful with a tall body. With a sweet and cute face. Anyone who saw it would feel pangling, because everyday Kinasih never made up, his long hair down the back was always tied one.

Deswita sent Kinasih so slowly, adjusting the Kinasih kebaya cloth that was fitting for her body.

***

When night falls.

Kinasih had changed into a nightgown, as well as Maruta. However, they are equally awkward.

Maruta is approaching Kinasih. However, the woman whose hair is now curled because it is too long, like fear. Body's shuffling.

“Why?”, asked Maruta who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, but was very keeping his distance from Kinasih who had now become his wife.

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