Materialistic

11-A Deal

"A marriage happens because both parties love and love each other, not even as I am now experiencing. Married forcibly and without knowledge at all."

the Adara Mikhayla Siregar

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Both netraku blinked quickly when they found a noise. My gaze fell on the person sitting right on the edge of the bed beside where I was lying. My eyes reflexively wandered down every familiar face in the room. What happened to me was that Mamah, Papah, Aunt Annisa, Om Arga, and that shitty, selfless guy were gathered inside a big room with walls dominated by sky blue. 

"Far away from me!" I stared dislike the presence of Arda, even I shifted my body to get away from the man who he said was officially my husband. I am not going to be his wife. Oh wow!

"Polite dong, honey when you talk to your husband," said Mamah in a soft voice. Mau Mamah put on a sad look sobbing also I will not be devastated and want to continue the marriage that I really do not want.

"He's not Adara's husband! Adara is still single and can't possibly marry that rich model guy." I spoke without a sieve, and like I didn't consider Arda's parents' whereabouts. Bodo. I want to make Aunt Annisa and Om Arga sick and angry. Thank goodness they directly take care of the divorce papers to the religious court.

"You have a fever, Adara. Don't get too tired and have to rest a lot." The words of Aunt Annisa who usually makes my heart calm and peaceful, now it makes my heart feel uneasy and uncomfortable.

"It's not a fever, it's stress!" I said with an annoyed face. My voice also increased. I want to make Aunt Annisa hate and lose sympathy, so that I can be free from this unwanted marriage.

"Actually you are why? Fainted in a state lying on the bed and still using a bathrobe. What were you doing all day yesterday Adara?" ask Papah attentively. My tears feel like I want to plunge again when I meet the eyes of the shady Papah. Why would Papah give me to Arda, Pah? Wh why?

I don't want to answer it, without me telling you they must have guessed by my night shower. Papah's question was just a pleasantries. I put together a thick white blanket that wrapped my beautiful body. But I was suffocated in shock when I saw the state of my body that was already wearing a knit sweater, as well as trousers.  I asked for an explanation.

Mama who understood the code I showed immediately replied, "Mamah who changed you clothes. Don't think weird." I glared even more as Mamah lightly said don't 'think weird' who's thinking like that. I'm just worried and afraid of things that I don't want to happen.

"It seems you should talk four-eyes. We go out first, get everything done in an adult and clear minded manner. Don't make decisions when things are going awry." Om Arga who realized that silenced, finally spoke up. I failed to make both of Arda's parents lose sympathy.

"Nothing. Adara needs some time alone. No need to talk anymore!" tukasku rejects the advice of Om Arga.

"Don't behave like that dong, son," Papah gently reprimanded along with his elus right at the top of my head.

"Why is Papah so evil gini the same Adara? Adara has already participated in Papah's request but why Papah this practice is the same Adara. Why Pah?" My defense was weak and eventually spilled also tears that I had desperately endured. I sobbed bitterly curled up on the bed, covered my whole body to the head and cried bitterly under the protection of the thick cloth.

I heard the sound of the door opening and closing slowly. My heart is breaking because Papah has given me no clarity and no explanation at all. I hate Papah!

"Norris." I vaguely heard someone's voice, which I believe was Arda's, the guy had no shameless veins. Why would they let me be in the same room as a cruel man with no feelings?

"Go lo. Until whenever I will never be your wife. Don't hope!" I shouted with occasional sobbing.

"We need to talk to Adara." His voice was soft and slow but I was not willing to respond. He has ruined my future. I don't accept.

"Gue doesn't like the way you married me without consent. You think I'm a cat" I said so smoothly without burden, hesitatingly pulling the blanket that covered my head. I removed a clear, self-destructive fluid that always fell out of control before saying, "Lo knows what kind of criteria I set to become my husband. And you're not in it. There's not a single one. You should have refused Bokap's request to call me!"

"It's all happened, Adara. There is no need for anything else that we must regret, maybe it has become a message from the Divine to unite us in this halal bond," he said full of greatness.

"The basis is to look for opportunities in narrowness. Tell me you're happy with this impromptu marriage." I'll make him hurt because of my sadistic speech. That way he'll be easy to let me go.

"There is absolutely no intention for me to act as you say. My intention is only to help. That's it," he explained, which I immediately replied with a slab of disapproval. The word 'help' is not the reason for marriage. Where would you like to take a household like that?

"Gue asks now also my lo talak. And for the divorce, let me take care of it!"

He shook his head quickly. "Marriage is not a toy and try, that's not the way. We can live it first." My eyes are burning sharp. What the fuck?

"Lo made this wedding a toy, not me. You should have thought before you were determined to make a deal!" I spilled what had been troubling my mind since yesterday.

"It all happened, Adara. Don't carry too much weight, we can go through this together." People don't know themselves, they're still good. I knew I was his wife. You stubborn.

"That's what you want. I don't want to know if we should split up." I decided unilaterally. He married me that way, so there's no harm in dong if I follow him too?

He breathed heavily. "Three months, Dar. Just three months. If in three months you can't take me, I'll grant you what you want" he bargained.

Did I not hear wrong? An Arda who is so religious offers me a contract marriage? Hey, where is the loss of religious knowledge that he has been glorifying. I am increasingly suspicious of the purpose of this marriage. From the beginning, there has been a lot of controversy and now you want to add the seasoning of drama. Healthy?

"One month," I said, who got the gel, disagreed with him. I will follow the path that Arda is running, I have to know what is really behind this marriage.

"Two months." He returned to negotiate. Two months is too long and I don't want to take any chances, if things I don't want happen in the middle of the deal.

I sighed heavily before saying, "One month and a half or nothing. Deal?!" Arda exhaled deeply before finally following what I said. 

I sat up straight leaning against the head of the bed, feeling dizzy made me reflex to hold the head. "You're not papa, are you?" her ready-to-go ask raised a hand towards my forehead.

"Don't hold. Far away there!" He obediently followed my orders. Goody! He's under my control right now.

I took out an HVS paper and a ballpoint pen. Write down some rules that he shouldn't break during his one-stop life with me. There must be an agreement on paper and stamp duty so that he does not do anything beyond belief that will only cost me in the future. That I'll never let happen.

~TBC~