My Husband is a Ningrat

Anthology of short stories [Sadeva I ]

This afternoon I don't want to go anywhere. And, I've lost the spirit to go to the condangan. Shadow Nakula made love all day, already able to shake my intention to choose Irene or Isabelle. Both mean a lot to me, or I'm not ready to take one off.

Beside me, there are still many piles of thesis that must be revised. Not to mention photo editing for mas Nanang's clothing magazine.

I sighed, not yet married is as complicated as my own business. What if I marry both. It's getting really complicated.

By the time I opened the laptop, a knocking sound on the door was heard.

"Lake in." I replied.

Mother looked at.

"What's up, Bun?" ask me while looking for a photo file and move it to Corel draw.

"Are you sure you want to bring all your girlfriends in front of Ayahanda?" ask Mommy, open the closet and get the kejawen clothes that I have to wear later.

"What do you think of Mother?"

"Irene and her family are only two weeks here, Wa. Can't you make a good impression on Irene and her family. Cassian Irene. Two years of dating you all he's got is a painful surprise."

Put your shirt on the keyboard.

"Mandi, and get ready! Nakula and Kaysan will also come." said Mommy, then took the blangkon from the glass cabinet.

Meeting Nakula after one day of separation is like meeting Irene. My heart sparkles with pleasure. I have a lot of questions to ask him.

"Mother out, half an hour to meet in the parking lot."

I cleared my throat as I pulled a towel to take a shower. After finishing getting ready and wearing the full attributes of kejawen clothes, my good looks increased. Don't forget I sprayed perfume on my shirt.

As usual, not only women who like complicated if using a rag. And so do men, including me. If it is not tight to wrap it, it will sag. If it is too hard, the road is too hard.

I came out of the room while attaching a small bag to put my phone and wallet.

In the parking lot I was still waiting for Father and Mother to come. If you want condangan, Mommy must be a long dance. Especially later Mother would take the time to sing.

While waiting for my parents, I chose to lean back in the car and contact Irene.

Irene ^ Hi...

Where am I?

Irene & Papa at Laura's cake shop. Wh why?

I'm 'bout Dinner at home, Beb. Bring Papa too. I'd like to talk.

What is Irene & What's the Talk? I don't want to break Sadewa's heart.

I'm a 'Got! I promise Beb. I clear everything. Come tomorrow. After all, Mother will take you for a walk around the city.

Sorry Mother, I was forced to drag you in this love affair.

Irene 'then when do we walk together?

Ah yeah... I forgot my promise.

I'm 'This night I have to go to the city next door to accompany my parents. What if tomorrow? We'll meet tomorrow anyway.

Irene's the Promise? I think the sooner the better. I need to talk to you seriously too.

Don't let Irene ask for a break up... Don'tdon't...

I haven't had time to seduce. The phone connection has been cut off.

Irene...

I want to slam my phone. But baby, I remember. My phone is new.

Mas Santosa opened the car door, followed by Father who smiled at me.

"Why with Irene?" ask Ayahanda.

"What's Father's plan tomorrow?"

"That's confidential. Let's leave immediately, Nakula and Kaysan are already on their way to the Tirtodiningrat family home."

"Where's Mother?"

I looked back, as Mother asked not to leave her.

In a hurry Mother walked while putting powder on her face.

"The mother was troubled, now it's not even ready" I said, taking the tenteng bag that Mother handed over.

"Mother will have to prepare your needs and Father. New Mother can be ready."

Mommy returns to face in the rearview mirror of the car.

"Lipstick, lipstick...!"

Hurry I reach into Mother's tenteng bag. Because not immediately found the lipstick Mother requests. I opened the bag wide and observed the contents.

"Where, Wa!"

"Just to, Bun!"

I take one by one the contents of the bag about Mother.

"Mother..."

Mother aghast.

"What the hell, Wa?" ask Mommy, then sweep the goods in my hand.

Mother's smile is shy. Moreover, Ayahanda who knew only shook her head while clucking in admiration.

"This magical thing. If it leaks, Mother's stomach will enlarge like a balloon if blown."

I handed you Mother's bag, and got in the car.

"Yahuj."

"Yes my son."

"What conditions should I meet if I have a wife of two?"

Mas Santosa turned his head after starting the car.

"What's? Don't interfere, just take care of Sister Nindy!" The rumors are circulating, Madam Nindy is PDKT with mas Santosa. But unfortunately, it seems like the love of Mbak Nindy clapped one hand, because Santosa only considers Mbak Nindy someone he needs to respect.

"Get you done college and get a job. Can't get married if you haven't completed your responsibilities as a student and prospective head of household."

I am resigned, because I have not been able to complete my responsibilities. After all, there is still a Nanang mas who has no intention to get married.

Mommy got into the car, the dress was neat and looked sterile.

We rushed to the next town. But my mind branched out like the road that the four of us walked. Is marriage and marriage that fun? Until Mother and Father who is elderly is still having sex.

During the trip no less than two hours. I kept thinking hard, but the results were nil. I'm dizzy myself.

"It's here, Wa. Let's go see the other family."

"The sac's up, Bun?"

"Just look for Kaysan's car."

"Why Nakula is often with Kaysan now!"

I'm sewot, pissed, jackass. Nakula just got married a day had forgotten about me who accompanied her long ago.

"Nakula is learning to be an adult male. And, how to position yourself as a good husband."

"But, Bun! Nakula and Kaysan are different. Very different." I said not accept.

"Makanya be a twin brother who gives her spirit. Not even bothering them the first night!" Mother out of the car, greeted by a helping hand from Ayahanda.

The atmosphere is very crowded. So also the arrival of Father who triggered a riot among the invited guests.

I smiled as I returned a familiar greeting from the other guests. Talking about unimportant things.

After congratulating the two brides. My eyes are looking for where my brothers are. Really, there was no Nakula by my side, leaving me dazed. I walked without direction, silently unconscious.

"Why is everyone asking, when am I getting married, Bun?" I take some fruit ice. Right after Mother sang on stage, Mother approached me who was sitting alone.

"Because your twin is married!" reply Mother.

"What if twins should be anything alike? Upin and Ipin are different. Upin wears yellow, Ipin wears blue."

Mother chuckles, "Nakula... Look, your brother's afraid you're leaving all day."

I turned around, sure enough Nakula was behind me. He smiled, even though his face looked tired. Beside him was Rahma's brother who smiled widely while holding Nakula's hand.

"Snakes..." I stood up, then asked Nakula to return my embrace.

"What's wrong with you, Wa?" nakula asked, My heart is really hurt. Doesn't he feel what I feel.

"Evil.." I said. My face was like five thousand dollars folded long in a bag of pants. Scuffed.

Rahma took off her hand. He led Nakula in front of me.

"Don't you take it long" said Rahma.

Nakula nodded, then spread out both hands.

"Sadeva." call him.

"Don't be long gone!!!" I clenched her body tightly. Foolish with the cheers that say I should get married quickly.

"How was the first night? You've done the things that Kaysan and Ma'am Jani often do?" my many.

Nakula took off her embrace. His head nodded slowly. Then stand back behind Rahma's sister.

"Sister.." call him.

"What?" answer Rahma.

"Sadewa is curious." Nakula's red face she hid behind a bun of Rahma's hair. While his hands he put on the waist Rahma.

After how many minutes, members of the Kaysan mas family came. Makes me more cornered. I'm like a lonely jomlo. Watching two families who are so happy with laughter that takes the topic of my love.

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