Jum Wo Ai Ni

Suddenly legitimate

Juminten was confused when Mayleen sat him down next to Dylan. And why are they sitting in front of the ruler anyway, what are they really going to do? Juminten and Dylan are just gonna make a proposal, right?

Mayleen smiled faintly, looking at Dylan who could not turn to look at Juminten's face.

"Where's my mother's chosen daughter-in-law looking forward to?" mayleen whispered to her only child.

Dylan was exposed, he immediately turned his face towards the ruler.

"No, it's normal, it's" he said.

"Devil, just nag you, Dy." Dylan put on an indifferent face, as if not hearing Mayleen's words. Although he admittedly confirmed that Juminten did look different, just a little different.

Dylan gave a quick glance at the girl sitting beside him, but quickly turned her face away again. He didn't want Mayleen to know that he was watching Juminten.

"Pak can come with me for a moment" said the brown woman to Pak Penghulu.

The man nodded, he stood up from his seat, following Mayleen's footsteps that preceded him. They stepped in, leaving Juminten and Dylan in the midst of the guests. Juminten only looked down with a thousand questions in his eyes, while Dylan. The man put on a flat face, while occasionally stealing glances at Juminten, then looking at the time pointer on his wrist to distract.

After quite a while finally pak Penghulu and Mayleen family, behind them tailed Ana who was pushing Mirna's wheelchair. The eyes of the three women were devoid of moisture and reddened, clearly they had shed tears.

"Monggo sir the show started," Mayleen said in a slightly hoarse voice, the woman's nose with narrow eyes was even flushed.

Pengupulu nodded with a faint smile, assuring him, he sat back in front of Juminten and Dylan. Juminten slightly raised his head that had been bowed, stared at one by one the faces of two middle-aged women who were beside Juminten.

What makes them cry? even Budhenya who is now sitting with Pakde Wawan was occasionally seen still rubbing the corner of his eyes.

The show started, but not a normal event. After Pak Penghulu gave opening the event with prayer and guaranteed by all guests who came. He put a small note in front of Dylan.

"Just go to the core event, yes, you read this first in your heart, yes" said Mr. Penghulu with a sweet smile full of meaning.

Because the message from both the young mother and the young woman who was in front of Pak Penghulu, had advised to accelerate the agreement without much speech.

Dylan stared at the sheet of paper before him with his forehead wrinkled in wonder, he slightly looked up at Pak Penghulu. The middle-aged man again only smiled while nodding small. Dylan turned his head, now he looked at Mayleen, with questioning eyes.

"Follow it out" Mayleen said without a sound. Dylan threw out his face while snorting in annoyance.

There was no way he could loudly resist, he was self-conscious enough not to be embarrassed in the middle of an event like this. Juminten was just silent, the woman looked agitated with both hands that were astonishingly tight the rags covering the lower part of her body.

What is this really, is not today just a proposal, why be like this.

Juminten stole a sideways glance, glancing at Mother who was sitting on a wheelchair. The woman's eyes glazed over, with a twinkle expectantly staring at jumping. Want it feels like Juminten ascertain what is happening now, open as he thinks.

"Here is his hand." Pak Penghulu reached out his hand to be greeted by the pale hand of the narrow-eyed man.

Dylan's hand was held tightly by the gentleman." It's been read now, read aloud with one breath, after me yes Mas."

Dylan who was still confused nodded in agreement.

The ruler said the marriage contract, then stomped the hand that held Dylan tightly.

The young man was surprised, when he read aloud what was written on the paper he was looking at.

"How are the witnesses legitimate?!"

"Well!"

"Well!"

"Well!"

"Alhamdulillah." The prince let go of Dylan's hand, raising his hand to say a prayer that was guaranteed by all the people present at the impromptu wedding.

Juminten's heart was squeezed, he got married. He eventually married Dylan, although the marriage was still carried by hand. A thousand questions raged on him. It shouldn't be like this, it feels like he's refuting all of this. However, Juminten was powerless, he could only accept the fact that she had become Dylan's wife.

Similar to Juminten, Dylan felt trapped by his mother. The application that leads to the pronunciation of the wedding vows, what a cunning plan. Dylan revealed a slanted smile, with the tail of his eyes glancing at Juminten sharply.

"Come on, put the ring on." A gentle pat on Dylan's shoulder made him sober.

Dylan grabbed the small box that Mayleen had given him, the ring that was originally for the proposal.it was now embedded as a wedding ring in a Juminten lent.

After the event was over, one by one the guests left Juminten's house. They seemed to whisper with because of the event that the wedding took place suddenly.

"Ma, why is everything like this. Didn't we agree that me and that woman are getting married next month!" Dylan protested with a sour face.

"Wouldn't it be better sooner, anyway what's the difference between getting married later and now. Next month your reception will happen" Mayleen replied casually.

"But can't gini dong Ma. You're selfish, don't ask Dylan's opinion!"

"Egoo mom?" Mayleen pointed to herself.

Dylan did not reply, he threw his face in a grunt. The young man did not dare to continue his words.

"Come on, tell me one more time that Mama's selfish!" Dylan shook his head slowly.

Mayleen took a deep breath. He stared at Dylan's face, who was still reluctant to look at him. The middle-aged woman's hand gently rubbed the son's cheek.

"You can be angry, you can say Mama is selfish for now. But Mama is sure, Juminten is the best woman for you, you will realize it later, son. Trust me, just listen to Mama this once, son."

Dylan simply nodded, without even looking at Mayleen's face. He knew the woman's eyes were glazed over, looking at her lovingly. Dylan couldn't help but say no to him, knowing he was selfish all along.

Not once did Mayleen oppose her wishes, even when Dylan was in a relationship with Jesica, although Mayleen did not approve but she did not forbid. He just told Dylan not to go too far.

Unlike Dylan who was protesting against the Mama, in Juminten's room was sitting quietly staring at the Mother with teary eyes.questioning the name of the customer, who was a customer, darling Mirna's lips are still reluctant to speak. Only her eyes had been soaked with tears.

"Mom," call Juminten. No longer could his lips say once to his mother.

Juminten hopes that Mirna will explain everything.

"Jum, later when your mother can talk, Budhe is sure he will explain everything" Ana said, patting Juminten's shoulder gently.

Juminten only gave a small nod, disappointed clearly implied from his ay face. However, Juminten also did not want to add to the burden of Mirna's mind. Let him wait for his mother to explain.