Married The Man Who Tainted Me

part 9's

I deliberately chose a meatball stall in the village next door that is quiet for visitors to minimize meeting with people we know.

If you get caught in one person if we are sitting together, even from afar will look familiar, then one village will be excited.

Ms. Sri just ordered mango juice, while I had a cold sweet tea. It was because our meeting was just to discuss what he had planned.

Sitting next to him is uncomfortable. It used to be a bit awkward, now it feels weird. I don't know, I find it hard to describe.

"You want to marry Agus, right? Be simple. I can take care of. The important thing is just to live as I said." The veiled woman wrapped around her neck and thick lipstick took off her glasses which were brown rectangular shape. His hand is stroking my thigh.

"Even I give money to your capital to find a new place to live. Wants, right?" Showing a made-up smile.

I'm still quiet.

"Fear your parents are angry? Eleh, just a second. It was good again, too. Jamin, deh."

I shook my head with my head down.

"So, what?" tanyanya. His head slightly lowered my face.

"I can't do that, Mom. Sorry."

"You mean?"

I raised my head. Staring firmly. "This is the son of the Scout."

"Can't you say that again?"

"Isn't it our purpose to meet to discuss this?"

He seemed to be trying to hide his emotions from me. Grasped tightly into a glass on the table that still contained the juice of his order. Maybe in his heart he wanted to spill the glass to my face. Before long, he relaxed his fingers from the glass. Seemed emotional and still wanted to try to persuade me to launch his mission.

"really. But, our main goal is how to keep this marriage from happening. Especially not necessarily my husband who first touched you. Aye, right?"

I scrunched my forehead. Obviously Juragan admitted his actions during a commotion with the Father. Why can this woman still doubt me?

"Yes, my husband did that indecent thing, but he's not the only guy who touched you, is he? You may even forget who the Father is in your womb."

Heart warms. However, I let him speak as he pleased.

"My husband was one of the men who touched you. Honey, he's entangled in your trap. Understandably, he is rich, still handsome and still dashing even though he is no longer young. But not old either. That's why you chose him to account for his actions. I'm not surprised, a lot of young women who want him even though they have to be a mistress."

"Oh, yes. My husband is a loyal man. He wouldn't have done that if it wasn't the influence of alcoholic beverages. So ... As a good wife, I'll protect my husband."

Right, my eyes caught sightings of an alcoholic drink bottle in the room.

"One more thing, you're misdirected. Because up to this point, my husband hasn't given me a child."

"Or is it the mother who can't give her a child?" I can't be quiet anymore.

"So your mouth!"

"Because in this case, most of those who can't give children are women." Actually I rejected my own words, but I said so in self-defense. Infertility is not always women, but men too. It's just that fellow women always look at the guilty woman without finding out the real information. Memvonis the barren woman.

"If you don't know, you better shut up!" There was a blaze in his eyes that he tried to resist so as not to burn and devour me.

"So much as I am. If you don't know, you better shut up. Don't accuse me recklessly" I replied.

"Cancel this marriage!" he said with a fierce face.

"No!" I changed my mind. Well, I've decided to be willing to marry Juragan ever since Bu Sri took on a mission that she thought was very profitable for me. Indeed, at first I was interested. Before realizing that it really hurt me.

Moreover, Agus had already broken my expectations. He's handed me over to Juragan. There's nothing more I wish for than to accept the goodwill this fetal owner is responsible for.

"What made you change your mind?"

"Your rotten plan."

"You mean?"

"This plan is only for the sake of saving your household. As if to make me clarify that this is not the son of a thief who will lead people to believe that I am not a good woman."

Madam Sri looked at me. Threat with a vibrating voice. "Be aware that this marriage is happening!"

I-i didn't mind. I stood up to leave this place. "Oh, yes," I said remembering something. "Just persuade your husband to cancel this marriage." I was so confident that it was impossible. Ms. Sri will not be able to prevent her husband.

Juragan is very firm and full of responsibility. I can see when Juragan picks me up while waiting for Agus. It seems that the Juragan is really a good person. Whahuh? Why do I praise him? What is good? Good people will not do immoral. Refute my own mind after having time to admire.

*****

Wedding preparations are getting more mature. The invitation has also been distributed. This event is like a girl who meets single. Love each other and then move on to marriage. Not as in most, after being two-bodied, the marriage will be made as it were. Impressed suddenly.

So many people at home. Neighbors were hired to help prepare for the party. I can't do anything. However, several times it was heard that the mothers who were gathered let me. That's how the mothers when it's cracked, they not only peel the onions, but also peel the disgrace of people. As I currently hear. As soon as I realized my name was called, I intentionally eavesdropped.

"Luckily, yes, Maya married the Juragan. I'm rich, good again," said the mother was rather large. The size of her clothes is extra wide.

Some argue against the goodness of the Juragan. "What okay? Well then."

Representing my heart.

"Maybe all this time pretending to be good," said the mother of blue clothes.

"Eh, haven't heard, have you? Said Bu Sri, not the Juragan who impregnated Maya."

"Tomorrow'?"

The mothers around him were surprised. I was no less surprised to hear the news. I put my ears sharp. Luckily they did not realize my existence was not far from them.

I can't believe Ms. Sri was spreading that fake news.

"So, why did the Juragan want to marry Maya?"

"Kata Bu Sri, anyway, out of pity," said Mother who delivered the news.

"It's not just pity. It is good to have young leaves. Hahahaa ...," continued the thin-bodied mother. Others laugh to justify it.

"Kok, Miss Sri doesn't mind if her husband remarries? Where pregnant people's children." Question Mother who wears a brick color batik negligee represents another kepo feeling.

So did I. Even though it was just a hoax, it still made me curious. Reasons to be an alibi.

Honey, while I was listening carefully to their conversation, I was surprised by the hand that patted my shoulder. Lucky I didn't make a sound, so it wasn't known that I was eavesdropping. Only a heartbeat that was beating very fast suddenly. Until my blood flow increased and my breathing became fast. Boring me.

I looked back. My eyes narrowed at the figure of the woman who was bending behind me by sticking an index finger on her lips. A signal that I don't make a sound.