Not the Forbidden Miss

Eighteen - Combined

Today, the day my husband I love will marry a woman who is none other than a woman who has been with him for three years in joy and sorrow. Yeah, they've been married to Siri for three years, and today, they're going to certify their marriage, so it's set in a civil record. I allowed them to legalize the marriage, and the woman named Farah, she's my honeymoon now.

My tears can not stand when Mas Azril asked me for permission, because soon will be carried out the marriage contract procession. Guests who come only a few, can be counted on the fingers. Most next door neighbors to witness, and the younger brother of his father Farah to be his guardian, along with his wife. I'm sitting next to Farah's bulik/auntie. He rubbed my back many times, as if he knew that I was not okay.

The procession of marriage contract will begin soon, I strengthen myself, my body is very weak when I hear the chanting of the holy verse of the Qur’an before the ijab qobul begins. Sometimes I wipe my tears. It is very painful, but how else, I have allowed Mas Azril to marry again.

The qobul prayer began, I heard Mas Azril fluently and straightforwardly saying the qobul sentence. I remember when Mas Azril married me, I remembered everything. My tears are getting worse, I can't stand it anymore. My hands were wet as my tears kept dripping down my palms. My motion is heard more and more as all who witness speak the word SAH. Farah's aunt hugged me, I cried hugging her tightly, I spilled my pain by hugging Aunt Yumi.

“Bulik knows how you feel, Nduk,” he said. “You are a patient woman, a strong woman, you can definitely get through all this, excuse bulik nephew, yes?”

I just cried, I didn't answer at all. The more I hugged my arms, the stronger I had to go through all of this. I wiped my tears, I cleaned them dry, and I won't cry anymore. Want to cry until anytime, still will not change the situation. Azril already has a wife again.

Mas Azril saw me, after he finished ijab qobul. He got up from his seat, he approached me, then hugged me tightly. I heard him crying while hugging me.

“I'm sorry, I promise it will be fair to you and Farah,” he said while hugging me.

I did not return his embrace at all, I only held his waist, without wrapping my hand on Mas Azril's body. I don't want to hug someone who will feed me, who will touch another woman besides me. I did not know from the beginning, if I knew from the beginning Mas Azril had married a series with women, and already had children, maybe I would not want to marry him.

“Do not apologize continue, Mas,” said I, then describe the embrace of Mas Azril. I smiled in front of him, as if I was strong, but in it I was fragile, almost falling, almost falling down, and could not do anything. But, I had to look strong in front of everyone, even though I was sobbing for a moment.

No congratulations or anything, I don't want to make any fun of it in this way. Why congratulate me if I am hurt?

Farah also hugged me, apologized and thanked me for coming to witness her marriage to Mas Azril. “Thank you, Mal,” he said.

“Iya, Farah,” I replied briefly.

After the show, I want to hang out with them. I don't want to bother those who might do something like a newlywed. When I was going home, I heard the dhuhur adhan, Mas Azril invited Farah and I to pray for congregation, wanted me to refuse it, but Farah instead prepared a face for me. I nodded in agreement. We got the three of us wrong. It should be in the back of my priest only one woman, which is me, but in reality in the hands of shaf Mas Azril, there are two women, namely me and Farah. One more, with Sefi too.

Finished wrong, Mas Azril facing back, I am the first person he saw, and invited me to shake hands, I know Farah who will be welcomed first, it turns out that I am Mas Azril shaking hands. I kissed Mas Azril's hand, after which Mas Azril kissed my forehead, and with Farah and Sefi, he did the same with me.

“Daddy .. why do you kiss Aunt Mala?” ask Sefi.

“Tante Mala is Dad's wife too, dear? Just like mother,” replied Farah. “So, Sefi can call Aunt Mala with mom or mama,” Farah added.

“Do not want! I only have a mother! I can't be like Aunt Mala! Same father Mother only!” screeches with teary eyes.

“No, Sefi. Aunt is your father's sister, cousin's sister, so naturally your father kissed aunty, is his sister's aunt father,” I said.

“Iya right dong, Darling?” my sergeant.

They're silent. Let's just say, I don't want a lot of drama with a little kid, just say I'm Mas Azril's little sister, done, right?

“Mas, Farah, I'll just go home, okay? pamittu.

“Not eat first, Mal?” ask Mas Azril.

“No need, I want to go to the same restaurant as my cafe. Eat out, you guys, I replied.

What am I here for so long? Don't be so pleasant-natured, huh! Later it's my turn here and you guys just know the taste! I know they're happy, so what am I here for?

^^^

I went home, I said goodbye to Mas Azril, I kissed her hand, and then I left. I knew Mas Azril wanted to hug me, but I immediately dodged. Really a strange person! He asked to marry again, to legalize his marriage to Farah, but his behavior to me is still like that.

Azril ... Azril ... You we I can melt with your embrace and your mother's taste to me? Don't expect me to melt!

I ordered a taxi, I took a taxi home, I was here with Mas Azril, there was no way he would take me home. The guy he actually wanted to touch Farah.

I heard my phone clinking, there was an incoming message, and I saw that message from Mas Azril.

[Sorry Sefi, huh? Did you talk like that?]

[Children's habits, Mom. Don't know anything yet]

I just answer like that, do not want to be at length to reply to a message with him.

[Mal, you haven't eaten, don't forget to eat, huh?]

[Look, I'm not a kid to be reminded to eat, okay? If I am hungry, I eat. Don't mind me being combined for a hunger strike, not so the concept, I still have to be sane body, Mas! Just take care of your new wife, I want to work. Don't bother!]

I sniffed to answer him, let him no longer send me messages, I off my phone because I want to calm down.