Love, Treasure And Erlita

Chapter 2

“Married or out of the Susbihardayan family tree and exiled abroad?"

Forcing himself to choose one of them was the same as a life sentence for him. Because he is a nobody without the frills of Susbihardayan behind his name and marrying someone he does not love will also bring him lifelong suffering.

If forced to choose then Erlita better marry a foreign creature than fall poor and estranged in the land of people. If he gets married now, he still has a chance to divorce when his grandmother is dead. There will be no more torture for him. But if he chooses to get out of the Susbihardayan family lineage, then he will be a lifelong bully because he knows very well it is not easy to get all the luxuries he has today.

“Alright, Which. Lita followed the will of Eyang. Lita will marry the man of choice Eyang.”

“Good! Then be prepared because soon your future husband will come.”

***

Nafan did not understand why he was suddenly transferred to the Forestry Department after serving impeccably in the Forestry and Environment Service in the area for many years. As an ordinary civil servant he had no power to refuse to be mutated or promoted. He just has to run the decision letter given to him.

Working at the headquarters was indeed more relaxed and comfortable for him. Because in addition to the facilities are complete and adequate, he also does not have to go down directly to the forest to hold supervision and guard. But somehow Nafan actually felt like eating a blind paycheck because there was not much work he could do at the headquarters. And he is also not familiar with the lifestyle and habits of his office friends who majority like luxury and show off on social media.

Nafan looked back at his mobile phone recalling his agenda that afternoon, meeting Pratiwi, who had been looking all the way to Banyuwangi a few weeks before he finally received a letter of transfer to the headquarters. Nafan was really curious about the motives of the woman who took pains to find out her whereabouts and forced her to stop by her house that afternoon.

Nafan was already in front of the fence exactly two minutes before their appointment. For the first time Nafan saw firsthand a very large and luxurious residence like the Pratiwi house. According to Nafan's rough estimation, the house was probably sixty or seventy times wider than his official house in Banyuwangi.

A security guard opened the door for Nafan and escorted him to the living room of the mother house. As a noble lady who was always on time, Pratiwi was ready to wait for Nafan in the living room. After inviting Nafan to sit down and drink the drink, Pratiwi began to tell about his intention to match Erlita, his grandson with Nafan.

Breath suddenly just chokes, “What? Married?”

Pratiwi smiled kindly. The graceful smile typical of noble women. He handed over a photo to Nafan. A photo of a woman deeply attached to Nafan's memory. The woman who saved his life sixteen years ago. But he did not understand at all what Pratiwi had to do with the woman in the photo.

“It was Naina, my daughter-in-law, her mother Lita.”

Breath choked, he felt his chest tight and difficulty breathing. Now he knew why Pratiwi had been trying to find him all this time. To hold him accountable for the death of Pratiwi's son-in-law who saved his life.

Breath tries to calm down and keep thinking logically. He was indeed indebted to Naina, but about the accident that day was purely an accident. It's not his fault at all. Nafan intended to defend himself, but he later realized that there was also a girl who grew up alone, a kara because of her mother's death that day.

Nafan looked down weakly. He was really confused how. Then whether by marrying the daughter of the woman who saved his life can reduce the burden of debt and guilt that has been shackling and torturing him?

“Nafan, how? Do you agree?”

Nafan finally gave up, “When?”

“Next week.”

***

Erlita was really angry. He did not think that his grandmother could be so willing to match him with an ordinary man, who was not confident, not gallant and not charismatic. Far from the criteria of the man he had been craving.

Although Nafan has a fairly high posture, but he does not look attractive at all. The look on his face was grim, his posture was very closed and cold, clearly illustrating that he lacked confidence. Moreover, he was just an ordinary civil servant who served in the regional forestry service in Banyuwangi.

Erlita could not imagine that her grandmother intended to make her a forest girl by marrying a First Forest Police officer like Nafan. How can Nafan live up to her, buying her expensive clothes and makeup? To feed Erlita with fullness three times a day may be less salary.

This can't be allowed. He should talk to his grandmother soon. She rushed to see her grandmother reading a book in her room.

“That. What is it that no one is wrong?” why should Nafan? He's nothing compared to Sammy, Alex, Robin and Dean. Why didn't Eyang choose one of Lita's ex-girlfriends to make it easier?”

Pratiwi did not move from his book. It was not as if he was protesting from Erlita.

“That! It's a wedding. Not a joke and not a small thing. Emang eyang willing that Lita to live suffering in poverty if the same marriage Nafan? He's just a forest cop, Eyang. Her life is more in the forest and her salary will not even be enough to give Lita a full meal three times a day.”

“Then, why don't you help her to be worthy and able to live you?”

“What? Help out? Help how does Eyang mean? Lita had to join the work of the bone slam to eat and buy that make up? No way! We don't want to!”

“Then,” Pratiwi looks at Erlita from behind her sagging glasses, “Will it be better for you to step out of the family lineage and isolate yourself abroad?”

“That! Why do you play threatening? It's about Lita's future. Grandchild of Eyang himself. This time of Eyang setega anyway?”

Pratiwi closes the book, then hands over the keys to the villa and a new supercar that becomes his birthday present and leaves Erlita alone. Erlita no longer knew how to deal with her grandmother. But at that time, he was very happy because he had his own villa and luxury car bonuses that he had dreamed of for a long time.

For a moment Erlita tried to stay calm, headed to the garage and drove in her new car. He should enjoy his freedom which is only a few days away. He must not waste his time. He drove his car to an address, Dean's house.