Like Rubbish

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After an impromptu wedding at RW's office, Suci and Riki and her mother and sister returned to Bu Ayu's house.

"Bu forgive the Saints for embarrassing me. But even though it's unconscious, I'm sure that we didn't do that." The saint clasped his mother's hand tightly as she broke into tears.

"Mom trusts you guys. But this has all happened. We can't avoid." Bu Ayu stroked the Sacred head.

"But mbak is now a material gossip of people around the village. I don't want them to keep on vilifying." Syarif was very angry, especially at himself for not being able to defend his brother.

"Holy, Sharif, and mother. Please forgive me. If only today I hadn't come to this house, maybe nothing would've happened." Riki lowered his face.

"Mr no need to apologize. Mother's heart said that Mr. Riki did not do anything profane to Saints. Now we accept all of this with sincerity. Maybe you guys are being a fool."

Saints and Riki sat. Hearing the word match made their hearts rustle.

I cannot deny that I am also happy to be a legitimate Holy husband. But I'll still find out the real reason. Why could Saints and I suddenly become unconscious and be in that room without clothes.

Suddenly the door was slammed hard. Sharif. Mr. RW and a few of the citizens were already standing in front.

"Is there anything else, sir ?" tanya Sharif lazy.

"Where's your sister ? is he still here ?" mr. RW asked back.

"Is there something inside why ? isn't this business over ?" getting upset.

"The citizens urged me to tell the Saints to immediately leave this village."

"Are you not satisfied enough to insult my sister ? why do you have to throw him out too ?" talk half screaming.

"Sorry Sharif we don't want to live with a woman like Saints." A man speaks loudly.

"We don't want to see her again." Add another one.

"What else is this ?" Riki approached them.

"Please take the Saints away from this village. We don't want to see him milling around here anymore."

"Bring him in right now or we burn this house down. The place you're wearing fornication."

"Hey, didn't you guys talk about that in RW's office ? why do you bother like this ? I am not deaf either. I will bring the Saints to my house so that you can no longer disturb them. Listen to everyone ! if anyone dares to hurt Saints and his family again, then I won't let that person just like that."

Mr. RW and the people left. Riki and Sharif went back inside. After deliberating they finally agreed that Saints would stay with Riki. Although heavy but it was the best decision because after all, Suci was already legitimately the wife of Riki.

"Better mother and Sharif also stay with us." Riki made an offer.

"No son, I want to stay here with Sharif." Bu Ayu gently refused.

"Yes, we don't want to bother you." Syarif.

"I don't mind if you guys want to stay with us. But I also don't want to force. My door is always open for you." Riki smiled meaningfully.

After hugging and kissing farewell, finally Suci and Riki pamit.

Throughout their journey they were silent. Drowning in each other's minds.

Poor Mr. Riki was forced to marry a woman like me. He's too good. Holier.

You must be very sad because of this incident. I will try to make your name good again. Riki.

Get home. Raisya was so shocked to see her brother bringing Suci home. He kept asking but answered only partially.

"What ? you guys are married ? why so suddenly ?"

"Later to explain. Now I'm gonna take a shower after taking Suci to her room."

Suci and Riki went upstairs leaving Raisya still struggling with her own thoughts. There are many rooms upstairs. After being told, the Holy One chose his room. Actually, he had no problem being placed anywhere.

"This room is it ? fine if you like it. That means our room is close together. If you need anything, just talk to me. I'm gonna take a shower. You'd better take a break now let the maid take care of the room and stuff." Riki went into his room.

Saints look around the room. It is so different from his. Even compared to Doni's room this may be twice as much as Doni's. But the most comfortable is only the room in his narrow house. Because there is a mother and sister there.

Sacred smiled bitterly.

"Excuse me Miss can I come in ?" a woman knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

"Include miss, I am Bi Fatma who will take care of all your needs. Do you want to shower now ? let me get the warm water ready."

"Let me do it myself. Auntie please take care of the other work. I can take care of myself."

"Can't miss. This is an order from the Lord. Excuse me !" bi Fatma went into the bathroom and carried out her duties.

While waiting, Suci took out all the clothes from her suitcase. Put the clothes in the closet.

"What are you doing, Miss ? let me clean up everything. Please take a shower first." Bi Fatma took over the clothes.

"But I can be alone."

"Already miss. It's my job." Insist until finally Holy according only.

He went to the bathroom and cleaned his body. Meanwhile, Bi Fatma immediately cleaned the clothes and also the room to make it look neater and more comfortable.

Actually, the room is still clean because every day it is treated even though it is uninhabited. But because there are special people who will occupy it, it must be tidied as beautiful as possible. But because bi Fatma is very deft and shrewd then the work is done along with Suci out of the bathroom.

"It's over, miss. Hope you are comfortable. Excuse me." Bi Fatma is gone.

"Yes thank you." Whether heard or not by bi Fatma whose path is very fast.

The saint immediately dressed and gripped himself in front of the mirror. Wearing thin makeup.

What am I decorating for ? Suci only realized and immediately removed the make up when it did not look prominent on his face.

Adzan isya. Yet the Saints deliberately did not take ablution because he was coming the moon. Saints only say dhikr and shalawat. He remembered the events of today.

Maybe this is all a reprimand because I've been too close to Mr. Riki. Although there was no physical contact between us, but I should have kept my distance because he was not a muhrim. I was wrong ! but now we are officially husband and wife even though we are only married religiously.

"Bak it's me. Can I come in ?"

"Please Raisya."

Raisya approached the Saints.

"Mas Riki told me everything. I believe in you guys. Patient mom, right ?! I'm sure there's wisdom behind all this. Maybe you guys are being a fool." Raisya smile.

I'm glad Riki finally got to marry the woman he loves even though in a way he never expected. I hope that Saints and my brother can live happily.

Saints only fell silent in response to Raisya's opinion.

"We go down yuk mbak. Riki's waiting for us to have dinner."

Saints nodded. His stomach was already paddling from earlier.

Riki stared at the Holy Arrival without blinking. He looked at the woman like she was sprinkled with starlight. His heart is racing.

*I was dreaming, she was actually in this house as my wife.

Saints sat opposite Riki. The dinner begins. Although somewhat timid and still awkward but Sacred eat with greed but not to the fullness. Moreover, Riki, his appetite is increasing because he is excited.

Dinner with my wife. Ahhhh my wife !!!!

If there were no people then Riki would have rancid himself.

Notes.

Thank you very much to all of you who have stopped by and listened to this story. Thanks for supporting author as well.

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