Married by Promise

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The red hue of the twilight sky is increasingly visible, Adzan maghrib has reverberated. Motorcycles are also reduced. There are still many who roam the streets and do not care about the sound that reverberates. The streets are crowded and increasingly crowded at night.

A man sits pensively in the courtyard of a mosque, the walls of the mosque are white with a large blue dome. Adhan maghrib who has been reverberating invites the arrival of mosque worshipers who want to immediately perform the prayer of worshipers.

Some worshippers did not care about the angry face of the man sitting on his motorcycle in the courtyard of the mosque. And some worshippers were looking at him with astonished faces, why is this man?, like having a big problem.

The man's eyes looked cute, his mind drifted unstoppable, ‘I have to how now?, seeing the girl's cry alone scared me to step up, did I ruin his life?, I did it?, but I have also been bound by a promise with that father, O Allah, I must now what his inner’ is.

When the adhan was finished and the iqomah began to reverberate, Arya soon awoke from her long daydream and immediately entered the mosque. It took him a lot of time to tell his fate to God. Even until the Isha prayer was over he was still silent in the mosque to complain about all that he had experienced to his Lord.

Elsewhere, Mila was still sitting on her alphabet in a room that was quite spacious, after reaching home, she went straight into the room and prayed maghrib, when she prayed, when she prayed, his hand was only briefly raised. His bitter heart was unable to make him utter a prayer with a clear sentence.

Her inner being really hurt with the circumstances she had to go through, ‘bang Arnes, Mila failed bang, our plan failed bang, we failed bang, the man did not flinch at all with my veil’ inner Mila who complained sadly. Mila couldn't even tell Arnes what had happened.

Her eyes were still wet, tears would not stop dripping, her chest was still tight, and her weeping gleam was still heard. So concerned about Mila's condition, she really could not resist the bitter taste in her heart.

The sound of knocking on the door shocked Mila, she then wiped her tears but did not answer the call that was heard from outside.

“Mil, Mila, come out dong Mil, we do not save your grief alone dear” said Vanessa softly heard clearly by Mila.

“ayo baby, we eat first, and later we share your sad feelings Mil, do not save your sadness alone, it will hurt” said Vanessa who tried to persuade Mila,

But there was still no answer from behind the door. Vanessa then glanced at Irman standing beside her, and then shrugged both of her shoulders indicating that she had given up on persuading Mila.

“already nes, you eat first, I want to calm the mind first outside” said Irman who passed away leaving Vanessa, he immediately got into his car and immediately left, Irman said, leaving Vanessa who was holding a bitter taste in her heart,

'what my position as your wife can not give you peace bang, why do you always run away from me’ inner Vanessa by holding the tightness that began to feel in her chest.

Vanessa did not want to oppose whatever Irman said, she let Irman go by holding back the tightness and bitter taste in her heart. He then closed the door and sat at the dinner table alone, ‘I always want to be a good wife for you bang, but I always fail, even give peace of your problems I can not’.

The night was getting late, Vanessa was still sitting at the dinner table, she had not even eaten at all, while the person she was waiting for did not come ‘bang, where are you? koq hasn't gone home either’ Vanessa's inner fidget, she then looks towards her phone which is on the table, even the chat she sent on Irman is not read at all.

The bitter taste he felt made him even more upset, ‘bang, where are you?’ inwardly Vanessa, she then got up and closed all the doors of the house, when Vanessa passed through the door of Mila's room, she momentarily stopped and looked towards that door, Vanessa momentarily inhaled a deep breath, and,

But the expected did not come, even until the night was over, and Vanessa fell asleep because of fatigue waiting for Irman to come home. Be the 2 women in the 2-storey mansion both endured the pain in their hearts that night. Sometimes the luxury that a person has is not able to provide a sense of happiness and calm in their life.

Elsewhere in a small contract, Arya was lying tired facing such a hard day. The previous night he had to go down the mountain almost overnight, immediately went to Jakarta and earlier he met with Mr. Sarman who asked him to marry a woman who was clearly forced to accept him.

The bitterness of her heart was almost the same as what Mila felt, her freedom felt forced. His young soul who often dusted as if receding to accept reality.

‘how could I marry someone who obviously didn't want me, even the crying was clear he didn't want me, my God, my God, I really don't want to take away the future of that girl's inner’ Arya who is really upset, her heart is so unaccepting when it comes to marrying a woman who has absolutely no feelings for her.

Arya for a moment saw her phone, ‘I have to how now?’ confused mind. He then opened his phone to chat Ari, his loyal friend when adventuring in the wild.

‘Ri, the day after we go to semeru’ chat Arya on Ari ‘better I climb, why request the old man I follow Arya's inner’ who feel annoyed, he did not want freedom in his youth to be taken for granted because of an unwanted marriage.

After almost 10 minutes of waiting, Ari finally replied to Arya's chat.

‘gila lo, just returned from Slamet, now even ask to Semeru’ Ari, he said,

‘seriously me, more problems nih’ Arya.

‘Crazy lo rya, weekend deh, you will know the office again there is a big project’ Ari.

‘if you do not want, I can go to Semeru own’ Arya,

‘Woyy, do not start again, our weekend to Semeru, you just focus on our project first’ Ari.

‘if you do not want to come, I leave alone!!!!’ reply Arya while throwing her phone towards the bolster next to her. Arya looked back at her rented ceiling, her mind again felt bitter.

His memory goes back to a girl who until now he has not been able to keep his promise to the girl. The memory even more bitter his heart. ‘sialan’ his inner while scrambling his hair a little wavy. ‘basis parents, as they like to make a decision’ annoyed Arya.

Arya then got up and took her sleeping bag, she then left her contract with the sleeping bag.