My Husband is a Ningrat

Anthology of short stories [Sadeva II ]

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the rear pendopo was already stirred.

I gaped in surprise and hesitantly walked up to Isabelle who brought along her grandfather, grandmother, sister, om, aunt, RT chairman, dukuh, and both parents.

"Kan, it's dinner, not lunch" I said fiercely.

Isabelle turned around, "Beib, you want to propose to me?" isabelle said, pleased.

My forehead wrinkled. Apply from the straw hole. I'm messing with my hair.

"And it's just a family event, Beib. Why so many." I pulled Isabelle's hand away from her family.

They were greeted by courtiers who entertained them with warm tea and bakpia. While Ayahanda and Mommy are not home yet, even the courtier has not decorated the back pendopo with flower arrangements. There is only a green carpet in the neat title. They sat with anxious expectation. But the smile expands with joy.

"I thought you were going to surprise me, Beib. That's why I brought my family and the village apparatus." Isabelle was in my arms. He smiled, suddenly.

Duh Gusti! There could be a war between languages. Dutch, English and Javanese.

"I called you and your family here at the request of Father. Including the Irene family. Not to surprise you."

Isabelle took off her hand, she looked at me sharply. "You?"

I took a long breath. Before the end of the sentence I said made Isabelle slap me on the cheek.

"We're evil, Wa!"

I've never seen Isabelle so mad at me. His face was flushed red, as well as his neck veins had already stiffened. His lips must have wanted to mess up, but it was a pity that all of it had been choked when tears also flowed on his face.

I checked Isabelle's hand before she walked away.

"Sopper?" my many.

Isabelle was sobbing, her head shaking slowly.

"I was wrong, and I will set my mind straight on choosing between you. But if both of you are not willing to give up. I'll marry you both. But on condition! The condition is that you can do all the Ayahanda precepts related to the palace rules and policies that have been united with the rules of being the wife of a prince."

Isabelle is still shaking. Her crying became more and more so, to make her family look at us.

"You love me, but you don't want to love the culture my ancestors left behind. I think it's hard for us, Isabelle. But if you still want a chance for us, you can show your intention to be the only one. I guess..."

Isabelle shook her head, "Don't break up. I want to fix myself, for our relationship. Wa, please.." said Isabelle sobbing.

"I'm sorry that I've asked for your love. I'm sorry Isabelle. Be angry and punish me." I said regretfully. To relieve Isabelle's emotions.

Isabelle slapped me again. Firmer than ever.

"That's the punishment. You're evil! I have been faithful all this time. I have rejected many other men's feelings. It's just for you, Wa. For you!" Isabelle stabbed me in the chest. He's wrathful. Her white face was no longer beautiful, and all that was left was tears and anger that made her face like a bull who was PMS.

"I'm going to interpret these two hard slaps as the way you forgive my fault." I grabbed Isabelle by the shoulder and invited her to join her family.

*

I went to my room, then called Mommy to come home immediately because Father and Mother were attending a work meeting with the local government. While Mother is outside the city to take care of land clearance which will become a large-scale bread factory. And all of that will go to the Rinjani family. Because later after Mother retired, Mother will spend her old age with her grandchildren in the palace. Accompany Kaysan and Mbak Jani.

Because I didn't find Mommy picking up my phone. I chose to call Kaysan. Because only Kaysan mas can be a mediator between the two sides.

Mas Kaysan 'Why, Wa?

How many hours did I come home, Mas?

Mas Kaysan is in a moment. Why nervous?

I then told him what happened in the back pendopo. Mas Kaysan laughed. I begged, until the mas Kaysan agreed to go home quickly.

Facing an unusual situation I was in, made me growl in the fog. Mbak Jani and Mbak Nindy join Mother went out of town after the incident yesterday. We split up in the parking lot, Kaysan came home with the family to the main house. Nakula and Rahma continued their activities at the hotel.

I decided to take a shower and get ready. At least I should look fresh and cool in front of my two beloved families.

After thirty minutes, Kaysan entered my room. I'm still hiding like a coward.

Mas Kaysan shook his head as he reached for my ear.

"You want to make a world war at home?" tanyakanya.

"Continue?"

I smiled wryly.

"It's all a father's plan, Mas. I'm confused about Irene or Isabelle. If according to Kaysan, who's the hot girl with me?"

"Ask your little heart!"

Mas Kaysan came out of the room. Makes me even more confused.

Isabelle, Irene, Isabella, Irene, Isabella, Irene...

I dropped my body on the bed, on my back with my eyes glaring at the ceiling.

*

Time has shown at seven o'clock in the evening. That means, all the invited guests have gathered in the back pendopo.

I prepared my mentality before I actually came out showing my nose shaft.

The door of the room opened, Mother shook her head while pulling my hand.

"Don't make everyone mumble because of you!"

I walked with a gontai, while hearing Mother's endless ultimatum.

In front of the guests, I smiled wryly. Isabelle still looks the same, her eyes are swollen even though her face has not shed tears. Irene, just showed a confused face. He intended to approach me, but was forbidden by his father.

I'm stuck in my place. Beside me was Mommy and Kaysan. So is the dinner that has been arranged neatly on the table.

"I'm sorry it's too late to start this show. Introduce me the father of my last son, Sadewa." said Ayahanda already sitting in his great chair.

Everyone just nodded, then Ayahanda again continued on the core of the dinner invitation together.

Everyone whispered and pointed at me. I'm down.

"See.. You've made a noise!" whispered Mother in my ear.

"Yes, I was wrong, Bun! That's why it has to be straightened out."

"Your heart and heart must be straightened!"

"Yes, yeah. Mother don't be fierce!"

Mother sighed. Then, Mother asked Father to continue dinner so that the mood was a little calmer.

Dinner runs quietly, both families enjoy a delicious dish in the form of western food that is deliberately ordered to entertain invited guests.

After the 'smoking after eating' event is over. My father asked me to explain my good intentions to choose between two hearts that fill my heart.

I explained my mistake from A-Z. Isabelle started crying again. Irene simply leaned her head against her burly father's arm.

The mood returned. Mas Kaysan started chiming in.

"My brother doesn't deserve to be contested. Isabella, Irene. I know you both as good girls. How better, you decide if you still want to date Sadewa or not? Just tell me the truth. Before everything gets hurt."

Isabelle shook her head, I'm sure she was confused by her decision. Because after the betrayal I committed, everything was no longer the same.

Irene who realized that she was silent, started to rouse. He looked at his father, seeking approval by telepathy.

My father started talking. Because things are not calm either.

"Being the wife of a Ningrat is not easy. Moreover, you are from different nationalities. It does not matter, as long as you obey all the pakem that already exist. Isabella, Irene. Make your choice, Daddy doesn't care about your nationality. It's just that being my son needs to learn, for example like ndoro ayu Rinjani."

Now Kaysan mas who explained what Mbak Jani should do while being the daughter-in-law of Ayahanda.

Isabelle and Irene were stifled by the words of Kaysan. I was too. It turns out that in addition to having to have a steel mentality, Kaysan also spent a lot of money. As for me, the tuition money is the same pocket money still have to wait for the transfer of Mother and Father.

Finally, with a heavy heart I broke off the love affair with Isabelle and Irene. Breaking off the one-sided relationship made Isabelle scream hysterically and Irene who was crying in her Father's arms.

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