NEMESIS SWORN BUT MARRIED (JANDaku)

MTBM 9 (The Heart That Gambang)

I was shocked, Alifah's alarm ringing so loud.

Apparently not just me. Alifah also staggered in search of the source of the deafening sound.

He shouted loudly realizing his hands and feet were tied to the raffia rope.

I jumped to close his mouth.

"Whispering, monyong! Tar bonyok lo listen, berabe! I thought I was doing KDRT!" I cursed with a soft voice. Worried to hear in the next room if there was a fuss between me and Alifah.

"Well, how do you tie my feet like this? Find your dead huh?" alifah. He was also half whispering.

"Here, I open!" decakku.

"Aug it, huh? Ga da work in the middle of the night, huh?" spray's more upset.

I'm no longer answering. I honestly was angry. Intention to prank it was myself who was troubled. Hadeuh!

There is a rather alarming trace of making kumenyesal do the binding on Alifah's hands and feet.

"You too, I'm the same! Worry about my macem-macem! Isha! Khan can make Mama Papa surprised to see this, Gatot!"

Alifah. He flipped his hand. Worried about the questions his parents asked later.

"Sorry, I just wanted to know how you did, Fah!"

"When you do something, think about it! You are a habit! Your life can't be quiet if you don't make trouble!"

Jem!

Alifah's words were right about my heart.

It hurts so bad.

But unfortunately I can't fend off the attack her verbal word so deeply hurt this heart.

He could have rated me, wrong! Hix...

I hurried to pull the sarongs and cocoa and kopeah that I used to wear for worship.

I pulled the backpack and highlighted it on my right shoulder.

Without further ado I went out of the room. Straight out of the living room. The door is still locked. Alifah's mother is not awake. Makes me sit in a guest chair. Contemplating the events that always make me apes.

Am I being too childish, and yet want eighteen years? Am I overdoing things, acting up and always causing trouble? Am I also the one who hates the Alifah too much until my life is always ruined? Should I go away from the life of the Alifa so that we are no longer apes and always apes?

My heart is filled with questions.

"Gatots?"

"Ma! Going to the mosque, going home to Mom's dad's. Today's textbooks are there!"

"Oh, so! Yeah, wait a minute Mama get the keys to the door of the house first in the room!"

"Yes, Ma! Thanks very much!"

I kissed the back of Mama Alifah's arm. Then cusss left immediately, put his foot up.

I lie.

My first destination wasn't going straight to the mosque. Except straight to the parents' house. Because my feelings are encouraging and want to go home soon.

Tok tok tok tok

"Mom! Mommy!!!"

The dawn prayer is just beginning to sound. But I was standing at the door of Father Mother's house. Exactly the bad boy who just came home dugem. Or it could be like an outcast who was told to sleep outside.

Kriee...

"Gatots? Oh my goodness, this is a child! The more here the behavior becomes more unclear!"

My father's using me. Apparently the one who opened the door was her, not the usual mother.

I immediately entered the room. I don't mind Dad's words that swore at length about me getting messed up.

My mattress is far more interesting than listening to Dad's lectures that are always wrong in guessing.

My relationship with him has not improved. Even long before I was forcibly married to Alifah, Dad was like that to me.

I don't know why. It was like there was a thick wall between us.

Dad and I have a hard time getting along. Not like a kid with another dad.

I'm confused myself. I am the only child of this family. But I felt that only Mom could understand my feelings. Dad doesn't.

Ck!

Durhaka I compare the affection of Father and Mother.

Sorry, Dad! I love Daddy. But I need your mighty figure to be wise in guiding me in which direction is right and which is wrong. I'm only 17 years old. Still often fell, crashed and strayed in dirty comberan water. So please, give me guidance! Not maki me with a scorn!

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