Om Satisfied I'm Squeezed
I Love You My Husband
The next morning Om Bobby went straight to KUA where he registered his marriage with Ariel. He took a marriage book that he had made long ago but had not been taken.
Coming home from KUA there are already several mothers waiting in front of the house to prove that it is true Om Bobby and Ariel are married. Bobby casually put his car into the garage. He got out of the car and stared one by one the mothers of Julia who had made trouble yesterday. Sebal but want how else, this is the life of neighbors, not always happy.
"Don't wait in front of the house, Mom
Come on, just go inside," asked Om Bobby while forcing a smile on his face. It's hard to be nice to people who judge their wives. Forced. If Om Bobby is not being nice, what about Ariel and Galang when he lives at work? "It's hot outside, Mom. Delight in. Come on, get inside!" bring Bobby for a second time.
"No, sir, thank you. We don't want to be here long either! Where is the evidence, let us believe it and go straight home," said the mothers who seemed very upset because Ariel fought him yesterday. The mothers are still curious about the relationship of Ariel and Om Bobby until they are willing to wait in front of the house with other mothers just to get evidence.
"Patience, I wait for Mr. RT first yes. I don't want to explain to the people here one by one. It's not my job to explain my relationship to super-cocky neighbors." Bobby pulled out his cell phone and called Mr. RT. Immediately RT sir came to see the evidence that Om Bobby wanted to show.
"This is sir, not our marriage. It's clear now yes. Ariel and I are officially married. We don't gather kebo like you think." Om Bobby handed his marriage book to Mr. RT, before he showed the mothers who were still waiting in front of the house strong evidence that he had.
After checking that the marriage book is genuine and true, Mr. RT apologized and then said goodbye to mothers who had rioted last night. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Robbie, for the misunderstanding. In the future, I ask that there are new residents please report. Maybe I don't pay too much attention because I'm also busy working. Me and the people here apologize for making a scene last night. Thank you for the cooperation I paid first."
Om Bobby chose not to prolong the problem. He chose peace. Om Bobby also believes that Om Sam will no longer dare to interfere after the threat he gave.
Ariel saw what Om Bobby did from the doorstep. Ariel did not want to come closer for fear of getting hotter. The question of proof of their marriage is now clear. Ariel receives the marriage book given by Om Bobby with teary eyes. It still seems to be in disbelief that she is now the legal wife of Om Bobby, the man she has been worshipping.
"Here, the book do not look at it. For a long time your eyes can come out because you see the marriage book until you forget to blink. Come on quick, get ready!" Om Bobby has since held back laughter seeing Ariel sitting with a smile while looking at her wedding book.
Because he was too happy, Ariel had always asked about the process of making their marriage book. How Om Bobby got his picture, how to take care of his letters and all sorts of things. Bobby answered it casually. He intended to give a surprise to Ariel because he worked with both Ariel's parents in the village. Unfortunately, before he had time to give the surprise, the residents had already given a surprise to them. "Prepared? Where are we going?" ask Ariel.
"Ready, boss!" Without much question Ariel stood up and eagerly prepared all their needs. Galang change clothes he prepared while their household assistants replaced Galang clothes with good clothes to go.
"Bak, don't forget the milk Galang put yes. I want to change clothes and get ready!" said Ariel.
"Good, Mom."
Ariel left Galang's room and went into his room. Accidentally, he overheard Om Bobby's conversation on the phone. Ariel suspects that the person Om Bobby called is Mama Tita.
"Yes, Ma, don't make my life any harder. Because Mama told Kak Dena to come, the people stormed my house. We were almost paraded by the people because we thought we were gathering kebo. I commemorate Mama, do not disturb my household or Mama will regret it!" Bobby disconnected his phone with annoyance. His chest up and down held back his emotions. Very upset to have Mama who likes to interfere in her personal affairs.
Ariel knocked on the door and walked in with slow steps. He hugged Om Bobby's back while giving him support so that his emotions subsided. "Patience to you, Beb. This is our household test. We should be grateful, our exams are arguably light when compared to others. Some are tested with material, have tried to find money from morning to night but the money collected is still lacking even to owe to the left right. Some are tested with health, their children or wives are very ill and have taken many treatments but not also healed. There are also those who are tested with so many favors that they are never grateful and become arrogant. We should be grateful, our exams can still be passed together. Me and you .. We will support each other. Together, we can confidently pass all the trials of life."
Om Bobby turned around and looked at Ariel. In Om Bobby's heart, he is grateful to have a wife like Ariel who is understanding and strong. "I'm sorry, honey. I gave too much of a life trial to you. Joniku is troubled, my work environment hurts you too, plus my Mama used various means to hurt you. Somehow I can make you happy."
Ariel smiled at the words of Bobby. He grabbed Bobby's face with both hands. The fine hair on the chin that had not been shaved made a tingling sensation in Ariel's hand. "You forgot that you got me out of a more painful life before? If there's no helping hand or kindness in your heart, maybe I'm still the wife of a light-handed drunk man."
Ariel now takes Om Bobby's hand and kisses the big, stocky hand and puts it on his cheek. "You're very kind. I am grateful to have you. Never feel that you have hurt me, your kindness is so much greater than that. I love you, my husband!"
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