One Bed With Ex

Suddenly Married

"Arla, can't you understand my situation? I still love you, and I'll take responsibility for what I've done, so, don't talk much anymore!" Satria carrying Arla's body made the woman remember the incident of a couple.

Arla was silent as Satria held her. He looked towards Satria whose face was already wet with rainwater.

After putting Arla in the car, Satria immediately picked up a jacket that was always available in her car. He put it on Arla who was shivering with cold.

"I'm sorry, I've made you suffer" Satria said.

Then he drove his car quickly split the road leaving the city of Jakarta which is now starting to be quiet because the night was getting late.

"Where are we going?" ask Arla.

"We're getting married!" satria said casually.

"What?! Where are you taking me?" ask Arla again.

"I told you we're getting married!"

Not wanting to ask again, Arla was now speechless. Every now and then she yawns as her drowsiness begins to come, her nauseous stomach holding up as much as possible. Finally, Arla fell asleep because she could not resist sleepiness.

Satria glanced at him occasionally. She smiled proud to have found her heart without anyone knowing. Some phone calls from Khalisa he just ignored because it was not important for him anymore.

After a long drive, Satria finally arrived at a city where Arla was born. He couldn't bear to wake Arla who was still fast asleep. Therefore, Satria walked alone towards the simple house belonging to Arla's parents.

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The door was knocked several times, but no one showed up. Who is the one who will respond to his arrival that late.

After a long wait while looking at Arla's state from a distance, the door finally opened.

"Who are these nights" Yani opened the door, rubbing her eyes. He stopped talking because he saw Satria coming.

"How are you" Satria kissed the back of Yani's jutek-faced hand.

"Good!"

"Who is Mah, these nights.." Ahmad also came and stopped talking when he saw Satria standing at the door.

"Eh, Satria boy, come on in!" ahmad said kindly.

"Yes sir, how are you?" Satria kissed Ahmad's hand.

"Fine, please come in!" bring Ahmad.

"Yes, sir, for a minute, I'll call Arla, she fell asleep in the car," Satria said.

"Yes, please!" ahmad replied, in contrast to Yani who was silent.

"What's the matter again sir, how come these nights he comes with the husband of someone? Satria is married" Yani told her husband.

"You don't know buk, we'll see." Reply Ahmad.

Before long Arla and Satria come together, they enter the house, then sit in a chair across from Arla's parents.

"So, what did you mean by coming here? Isn't Nak Satria married? Why did you come together this late?" ahmad took turns looking at them.

"Sorry before, Father and mother, I meant to come here with Arla on nights like this because I wanted to ask for the blessing of my father and mother if I wanted to marry Arla tonight too!" it was clearly Satria who made Ahmad and Yani widen his eyes.

"What did you say? Want to marry Arla tonight too?! Are you not sane huh?! You think my son's fuckin' married these nights, don't tell me you've been in touch!" yani Bentak.

Arla just kept quiet, she looked down embarrassed at her parents. He raised his face slowly, a single tear drop fell back on his cheek.

"I'm sorry Arla, sir, Mom" Arla said.

"Basic, you're rude! Who taught you to be an actor like this, huh?!" Yani approaches Arla and hits her head, making Arla's body approach Satria.

"Already Ma'am, ashamed of Nak Satria," said Ahmad.

"What's? Embarrassed? They should be ashamed of having made a big mistake! They've made a mistake sir, you're indeed Arla's son! You have always troubled us!" Yani again hit Arla who just fell silent while crying.

"Enough Mom! It's not Arla's slowness, it's my fault, I've done something inappropriate to her, and sorry, I've done it, because now I want to take responsibility for my mistakes, please let us get married tonight!" it was clearly Satria who could not bear to see Arla beating her mother.

"How much money do you want to marry my son this night?!" yani asks Satria while shaking her waist.

"Mom wants whatever I will love, as long as I can marry my mother's daughter" replied Satria.

"Okay, I'm asking for a billion! And you should send it tonight too!" yani's words made the three men round their eyes together.

"What did mom do?! Why do you want to sell me at such a price?!" ask Arla.

"Mother does not want to bother thinking of you again Arla, it has been a month you do not give money to mother. You should be lucky that there is a man who would be responsible like this, if he gave mom money, tonight we will marry you," Yani replied, which made Arla shake her head.

"Satria took a check from her shirt pocket. He asked for a bolpoint to write down some nominal numbers that Arla's mother asked for. After that, he gave it to Yani who looked very happy.

"Here's the check, I can go to the bank to exchange it for money!" said Satria.

"Waaahh.we are rich sir, pampgil Mr. Penghulu now!" yani's eyes sparkled once he saw that there were a lot of zeros lined up on the paper.

"Good, mom!" ahmad said then left.

Before long, then Pak Penghulu came with just wearing a sarong and irregular skullcap. His eyes still look sleepy.

Arla went to her room to change clothes. He did not expect, everything would be this complicated, Arla mengnangis lamenting his unfortunate fate. But then he came back after changing clothes.

After recounting the true incident, Pak Penghulu understood. He is also very supportive if both should be married immediately even though nikaj religiously first.

"Well then, let's just start the qobulnya ijab now, are you ready?" ask Pak Penghulu to Satria.

"Yes, I'm ready!" satria replied firmly with her feeling so happy.

"Are you ready, too, Mr Ahmad?" ask the head again.

"I'm ready, hehehe" replied Ahmad, chuckling.

"Alright, then I start the qobulnya ijab now!"

"I married and married Satria bin Arland Rahardja with Arla bin Arbani with a dowry of five million in cash!" said Pak penghulu.

"I accept Arla bin Arbani's marriage to the dowry of five million in cash!" with one breath, Satria managed to say ijab qobul to make her feel relieved.

Arla looked towards Satria who was so happy. He glanced towards his two parents who also looked happy.

Except for her, this wedding she never wanted would happen like this, no wedding dress, no fancy decorations like she wanted. There are no invited guests, nor is there happiness in the heart like a couple in general.