My Mr's. Virgin

Chapter LVI

The low-pitched noise in Om Alo's house had not stopped since this morning. Mariana looks tired playing with the children of Tanta Vero, after helping the tanta Andreas was packing the house and preparing lunch. The youngest Titin who was three years old was busy struggling, not wanting to get off the sling Mariana.

"Titin, it's the same Mama!" Tanta Vero tried to grab Titin's body, but the little girl shook her head. She hugged Mariana's neck.

"It's okay, Tanta." Mariana smiled.

"Today Titin was very spoiled with you" said Tanta Vero.

They sit in the yard under a mango tree that is fruiting. According to Tanta Vero, he had five children. However, the eldest had already left first to face the Sovereign when he was six years old.

The second kid just ended the gray time. Number three SMP class IX, while number four SMP class VII. The youngest Titin was not in the planning, but God willingly allowed the youngest to come into the world to enjoy the beauty of this mortal world three years ago.

Tanta Vero was married early, when he was twenty years old to thirty-two-year-old Om Dorus, who was Om Alo's best friend. Although their age difference is quite far, it does not inhibit the growth of the seed of love in their hearts.

This is the information that Tanta Vero tells us. He also told me a little about Andrew's mother. He said Andreas' mother left the house when Andreas was seven years old. The destruction of Om Alo's household impacts Andreas, traumatizing the man into believing the opposite sex.

However, two years ago, Andreas met a girl named Rena. They had also planned a marriage, but the girl reneged on her promise. He left Andreas a month before the wedding.

Mariana nodded in understanding. Something began to look into his heart.

Tanta Vero takes Mariana's hand. His gaze was sad and hopeful. "Please take care of Ande" he said. Mariana nodded slowly, smilingly looking at Tanta Ima.

"Titin's asleep, let's take him in."

"Eh .. Yes Tanta. Didn't realize he was asleep."

Titin's body changed hands. Tanta Vero brought Titin into the house. Mariana was alone there. His memory goes back to Andreas' speech last night. What's he supposed to do?

The trust given by Tanta Vero and Om Alo makes him have to take the right decision.

...***...

"Push up! Push it!" Mariana called out to Andreas, but her voice was not heard by those sitting in the living room, including Andreas.

He stood hiding behind the wall, lurking as he waved his hand at Andreas who was sitting facing towards the exit, where he was standing at the moment. However, his view leads to Om Sina, Om Alo's talking cousin giving an opinion on this and that.

Want to approach them, but it seems rude because there gathered several cousins Om Alo with Grandma Esi. There's Mikel there too. They were discussing the marriage of him and Andrew.

"Push up! Push it!" call him again, waving his hand. Andreas still doesn't hear.

"Push up! Push it!" He became tired himself.

Mikel who was sitting next to Andreas was troubled by the call.

'Who is playing with cats?' inner asked.

No one kept a cat in the house because Grandma Esi was allergic to cat fur. Mikel rolled his gaze around the room, then looked out. He smiled as Mariana looked up and waved her hand at them, calling out Push! Push!'

Mikel then whispered in Andreas' ear. The man looked towards the door. Then slowly stood up, he politely walked out of the room, then approached Mariana.

"What's wrong?" ask Andreas.

Mariana did not answer. He pulled Andreas' hand, bringing it circulating from there.

"Kribo, what's wrong?" ask again.

"I'll answer your question last night. So, we need to talk now."

"Which question?" He pulled his hand from Mariana's grasp.

"How to cancel our marriage."

"What the hell?"

"I don't want to talk about it here. We're looking for a safe place."

"We're going to the house next door."

...***...

"My house."

"Oo, this house is what you mean?"

Andreas nodded. "Hm."

Mariana circled her sight. Two-story house, whitewashed. The house looks big and modern, but it is not maintained. A lot of dust and cobwebs are hanging above the ceiling of the house.

The living room they were standing in today was only two old sofas and wooden tables. There is nothing but these two things.

Andreas sat on the sofa on one of the sofas. He invited Mariana to sit in front of him. Mariana according.

"We just keep getting to the point. What way do you mean?"

Mariana took a deep breath and let out a long sigh. "We're going to continue this match."

"Hmm, there's no way. You tricked me, wasted your time."

"Listen first, coward!" Mariana looks furious

"Okay, continue." Andreas leaned his body on the sofa, while sitting hugging his body. He looks like a big boss.

"Because this is an arranged marriage, then let's make a covenant. That way we don't disappoint your father and hurt ourselves."

"What agreement?"

"contract agreement. I mean, we're marrying contracts. How long we've been married, a year or two. We made a deal. During the set time, each of us looks for his partner outside ...."

"For what?" Andreas offers Mariana's explanation.

"This marriage involves a lot of people, especially your family and my family. What if they ask why we divorced? So, we need a strong reason, so they don't blame us later. Especially now, we're single."

Andreas nodded in understanding. "Okay, wait a minute." Andrew stood up, wanting to pass from there.

"Where are you going?"

"Take paper and pen. We made a written agreement."

"Eh .. wait!"

Andreas's steps stopped. "Why?" tanyakanya.

"Sit down!" mariana's orders. Andreas according.

"We don't need to make a written agreement. What if the paper falls into someone's hands, then splashes into our family? At that time, we will not be able to defend ourselves. After all this agreement is only between the two of us, so just make a verbal agreement. Don't worry, my memory is reliable. I won't forget such important things."

"It makes sense too. Okay, now we have a deal. Our marriage is just a contract" he said. Eyes glowing. Very happy.

Mariana nodded. They put their little fingers together. "Again," they said simultaneously. Then smile.

"But I have conditions."

"What conditions?" ask Andreas.

"I want a salary."

"meaning?"

"When you become your wife, right, I need money to shop for our burlesque household needs. You as a husband need to feed the wife."

"Okay, I get it. I give you a three-month trial, if your job as a wife is satisfactory, I'll raise your salary."

The smile on Mariana's lips expanded to the ears. "But how long are you planning for our burlesque wedding?"

"Just two years," Andreas replied in a loud voice.