Obsessive Love Disorder's.

Second time

"Yes, I'm sure you didn't do anything in that place. But, the photo says another son!" Obviously Mr. Samsul firmly looked at Arif who looked relaxed.

"So, what does your father want?" asked Arif, now he displayed his serious facial expression.

"Have Alana..!"

"What..?" Arif's body uplifted from his seat was so surprised by the request of his father Alana.

Absolutely not terbaritsit desire in the eyes of Arif to get married. Because he was still married to Flo, aka Ali Muhammad.

His father Arif looked sad to see Arif's surprised expression that showed that rejection.

"If you don't want to marry Alana, then she won't marry forever. Where there is a man who wants to marry my daughter again, while the picture with you is already spread in this village. Alana my daughter just failed to get married." Said Mr. Samsul sad. He looks very hopeful for Arif.

"Sir.. That's a real picture between me and Alana. But Alana and I didn't do anything bad. What happened in that photo is. I'm picking up the Pacet that's in the section... Oh...!" Arif did not continue his explanation. Where might he tell Mr. Samsul, if at that time, he was trying to get rid of pacet from his in-team organ Alana.

"What part, son?" asked Mr. Samsul, very curious about the continuation of the story Arif.

"Father ask Alana first the chronology of the story." Arif's proposal with confusion. Because pacet. He got stuck like this.

"I asked Alana and she even saw the picture. He didn't explain anything, he just cried after seeing the photo." Said Mr. Samsul sad.

Arif glanced at the mother who looked happy.

"Pak Samsul don't worry. Arif is getting married to Alana."

"Mom... " Refence Arif, looking intently at the mother.

Arif is not married. His heart was still sick and fragile. He was afraid that later Alana could not be happy because honestly there was not the slightest bit in Arif's heart to marry again. Especially with Alana. Alana has known him since childhood.

He felt he could not make Alana happy. Especially with his past with Ali. He is still traumah, because he had married a transgender woman, Flo. That reason also strengthens him, really do not feel worthy to be a husband feel

The mother stared at Arif. Then his mother turned to look at Mr. Samsul, Alana's father.

"Tomorrow we will come to the father's house to propose to the father's daughter, Alana.Officially." Said the mother firmly smiling thinly at her father Alana.

His father's facial expression changed. From moody to twinkle. Because of hearing Arif's mother's words. "Good Mom, we are waiting for the arrival of my mother and Nak Arif. Then excuse me first."

Mr. Samsul got up from his seat as well as Arif, and the mother with the sparkling face. Mr. Samsul extended his hand towards Arif shaking the hand of Arif who was looking unhappy.

***

After Mr. Samsul left Arif's house. The mother hugged Arif tightly.

"Yes Allah.. Thank you, my son is finally getting married to Alana." Said the mother with her cheer. The mother's smile widened and spread as big as a lotus flower.

Arif who doesn't like this decision, just

staring at the lazy mother who continued to settle with eyes that twinkle twinkle.

"You know, son, your father once told mom. So that you mate with his ex's daughter. That's Alana. Yes, kqta your father. No matter what he and his mother Alana are not a match, hopefully later his son who is a match."

"Mommy said what the hell I'm not married mom!" Arif released his mother's hand which was wrapped around his waist.

"Arriff... You can't do that, son, you can't refuse this is the stipulation and I'm very grateful that you're married to Alana." Said the mother looking intently at Arif who looks bete and upset it.

Arif dragged his feet towards his motorbike which was parked in his yard. He was lazy to talk about Alana. He better go to the fields.

"Arm....!" the mother held Arif's hand which was about to turn on his motor contact, looking intently at Arif to obey him.

"We have to ask your father's family and your mother's family for Alana's hand tomorrow morning." Said the mother smiling widely. My mom looked so happy this morning.

" Mom I don't want to get married let alone marry Alana. She's a good woman, Mom. I am not clear, Mom. Am I a widower or a virgin... Oh. Mom, I don't want to think about marriage. I want to focus on working. Work, and earn a lot of money. So that we can go umroh every year umro.we can go sightseeing also every year. If there is a lot of money. I want to set up a school, Mom. I want to focus on that, Mom. I don't want to think about question house love or a relationship in a marriage. My heart still hurts, Mom. I don't want to be made dizzy by women's behavior." Clearly Arif was at length, his white face flushed already, out of annoyance at the mother, who forced him to marry.

Arif's mother pouted. The radiant face suddenly sour.

"Yes, don't marry again. It's the first time her mother asked you for something nice and you refused her. Yesterday you married secretly to a woman so-so that's the case, I'm silent. Not angry and when mom gives you a real woman. You refused it."

The mother spoke with such emotion. Both eyes look teary looking at Arif who now feels guilty to the mother he actually, can not see if the mother was crying.

Arif did not want to argue anymore Whatever the reason he said it seems his mother did not want to accept it when Yes Not Want to marry again. But, in the near future there is no intention to get married.

"Success to mom." Arif got off the bike. He was no longer eager to go to the garden.

The mother followed behind him Arif who chose to go into his room. "Yes mother yes mother.... Take care of it first, which must be taken care of. For now, let me think two hours. I want to win myself ma'am." said Arif after turning his body to face his mother. He even clenched his hands together. Begged her mother to leave her alone in the room.

"Yes dear.. I'll stay a while. Later in the day, accompany me to your uncle's house in the city.

Who's near here, let me go alone."

said the Mother With her spirit her mother's face looks so happy.

"Ohh. That's Yes son. Ouch....I'm very excited so the spirit of mother wants to bring a group to propose to Alana.

" Surfmm... !" Sahut Arif, he does not want to fuss with the mother. Likes to like his mother who wants to bring people how much to propose to Alana.

The mother came out of the room, closed the room quietly. While Arif chose to drop his body on the bed. I don't know why he felt so tired. Not only is his body tired. But his soul and mind were also very tired. He has not yet healed the pain in his heart because he was tricked into marrying Flo, a transgender woman who turned out to be his best friend when he was a child. And now she is forced to marry her little friend as well.

Arif who was lying down on his bed. Put his left hand on his forehead. His right hand was on his stomach.

He was thinking about Alana. Koq could be his he would marry his childhood friend. It feels very amused to make Alana a wife. Because he never thought to make that woman his wife.

Huuff..

"Yes Allah... Hopefully this will be the sameWA wedding. I hope I can make Alana happy. Because honestly, the bitter moment of marrying Flo, still stuck in my heart." Arif monologues sadly. He deeply regrets that he was fooled into marrying Flo, a woman who became a woman.

Arif increasingly felt amused, and disgusted. When remembering the moment he did the first night with Flo, aka Ali Muhammad.

"Iihhh...!" Arif who was upset, threw his pillow at just any place in his room. Really he could not control himself when the moment of his togetherness with Flo crossed his mind.

"Stupid...!" he shouted again, randomizing his bed sheets.

Chequek..

The door was opened by the mother with her face.

"What is this Arif? you're angry, you're not cool?" ask the mother with her sour face.

Huuff

Arif got up from his bed. He better get out of the house. It must be all wrong in his mother's eyes.

"Please ma'am? who is angry?' he said while making his clothes.

"Yes you, why did you break the glass?" Her mother Arif pointed towards the glass.

Arif was made to wonder how his makeup mirror could be broken.

"Jeez... How did you break that, Mom?" asked Arif confused.

"Are you ...?"you're wondering..?'" said his mother Arif displaying a sour face.

Arif laughed broadly at the mother who was still standing in the doorway. Mom, don't laugh anymore. I didn't know the glass broke. I was upset to throw a pillow strongly but I didn't do it on purpose." Answer Arif.

"It was unintentional? I thought you were mad." Now the expression on the mother's face looks calm.

"Yes ma'am." Arif embraces his mother. Put both hands on her neck. Arif had to bow down to see clearly the face of the mother. Because Arif has a high posture. His mother is short and fat.

"Emmm.... Mom is happy now. You don't try to break mom's mood."

" Yes the President's mother." Replied Arif smiling wryly.

"I'm your mother, not the president's mother." The mother's protest.

"Yes.. Ibu Arif Dirgantara..!" Arif kissed the mother's forehead affectionately. This mother must be pacified psyche, otherwise her mother will continue throughout the day.

"I'm out first, ma'am?" Arif.

"Where are you going? this afternoon accompany me to your uncle's house." ask the mother firmly.

" Yes ma'am, I'll accompany you to uncle's house. But, wait a minute I go to someone's house huh? before I go home. Don't try to invite Ridho's uncle, the religious store and the custom shop to come propose to Alana tomorrow." Said Arif firmly, now he and his mother are on the porch of the house.

"do you think, son?" asked the mother in surprise.

"I, yes Mom. I need to talk to Alana. Talked everything. He's ready not to marry me. Not later, after marriage. There's regret. Cok check, stay put. I don't want to be like that. This is my second marriage. I don't want this marriage to be as tragic as the first." Obviously Ali was at length, giving his mother an understanding.

"Alana will not refuse, surely he has agreed, so sir Samsul came here." The mother looks bad. He does not want this marriage to be done, after Arif met with Alana.

"Yes ma'am, hopefully Alana does agree from her deepest heart. I pray now that Alana is a thousand percent sure of this marriage. Because actually ma'am, Alana was also heartbroken.he would have failed marriage two weeks ago." Arif was soft on the mother.

"Oowww... Yes, yes, my son. You go quickly, talk to Alana. And mother, will pray here for you." The mother, gently patted the child's arm, which was now riding on the motorbike.

"Yes ma'am." Arif also propelled his motor

with a speed out of the yard of the house, towards his house Alana which is about 500 meters from his home Arif.

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