Pariban So Rokkap

Request permission to marry

Winding a towel around my waist, I opened Micah's wardrobe, some of my shirts hanging neatly in Micah's closet, choosing one that was white for me to wear to the office today.

“I'm off to the office, baby, I'm ready to go home tomorrow yes".

“Don't work anymore, Beb tomorrow, will already want to go home, just me here, I will be sad and thought if you go home, I want to come, actually,” his lips pout, I'll be happy, his eyes were staring at me expectantly.

“Can't be darling, I'm home with a big family, they'll see you later, I won't be long, two weeks at most, but I'll try to go home sooner.”

“What is it beautiful?” what a hard question for me, even though I know the answer to that question, but I find it hard to answer it, Why?

Because I don't want him to demean the woman I marry, after all he's my cousin.

“You are always the prettiest, no one beats my angel,” I said lay my body back in bed, intention to work delayed finally, because of the spoiled whimper from Micah.

For Micah I'm the only family, she's a pretty English-Manado crossbreed girl. He had no mother, his father remarried and returned to England, so to him I was all he had, and to me I considered him mine.

I am not the type of person who easily falls in love, but once in love will be loyal and will stay together, I am the type of man loyal to a partner.

Seeing her so beautiful, dear in the nod,

I pulled his hand suddenly. He was surprised that the blanket came off and the innocent body pressed on my face, he laughed amusedly as my nose was playing sloshing on the front, doing the second round early in the morning it felt very different.

Sweat and breath gasping, when at the end of the peak

Criings

Kriiiie

I let the phone ring, as we do sports, sports that make noise and sweat, he said,

Until our exercise was over, I took regular breaths to calm down first.

But the call continued, I grabbed my phone looking at the screen.

I breathe trying to be calmer.

Mami called me, I put my fingers on my lips so that MIkha would not let out her voice, because Mami had already memorized Micah's voice.

“Halo Mi.”

“You yes..’ You want to make Mami die because of hangers yes..! why haven't you come home yet, Mami told you to take a leave so you can go home quickly, Than. Mami's shy you make, here's Hula-hula Mami all, here's,

(Hula-hula people are one clan with mother, can be brother or younger brother).

“What else do I have to do Mi, there is already Mami who takes care of everything there.”

“Than..’ getting married in our custom is not as easy as the national parties that you usually see,” here we have not done, Marhata sinamot(Regotation of the price of prospective brides)

Not to mention Martuppol. Martuppol is an important thing that can not be represented son, One stage that must be carried out in the process carried out in the Batak custom. Agreement to perform a marriage between a couple of brides. Maybe others can mami vicepun mami already be the talk of people in this village. Mami took care of your wedding here has been almost a month, mami pacing back and forth. But you have no intention of humiliating our family, right Than?” Mami's tired voice made me feel guilty.

“No Mi.”

“Then go home, leave the woman, right now,” said Mami, It's true that I'm at Micah's house. Sometimes parents are like shamans, knowing a lot about their children, a mother can sometimes know what her children are doing outside without being told.

I was silent listening to try to think, not Mami his name if he did not lecture me at length without pause.

“Good, mi ,” said I cut the mami talk, if not immediately stopped, mami will preach to me can-can be until afternoon.

“Beb,” spoiled voice of Micah heard by mami.

“Than, you slept with him last night?” I fell silent, not wanting to lie to my parents.

Sounds mami took a heavy breath, I know they must have a lot of thoughts about how the continuation of our wedding party, this is also heavy for me, decided Micah the woman who has officially become my lover since four years ago. Getting married is a difficult thing for me, let alone me the position of a man, but I still do it as one of my ways to respect the customary traditions of my tribe.

It is not easy indeed, this has nothing to do with the heart, this one as the responsibility as the eldest son, the clan bearer in my family.

“Alright Than, Mami does not know what else to say, Mami hopes you are gentleman on the promise you have said,” said Mami there was a sense of worry behind her voice.

“Sini.. let me talk to him,” is heard on the other end of Papi's phone taking over Mami's phone. “Than, tomorrow take a morning flight , arrive at Silangit airport can be noon,” said Papi.

“Good Pi,” sahutku obey. Papi is not the type of guy who talks a lot, but once talk pokes into the heart and is scary, sometimes hearing him once angry feathers ************ the usually krit can be suddenly straight because of fear when you hear Papi angry.

“Alright, you go home now clean your clothes, my work business has told Mr. Tony take care of everything,” heard a tone of voice like that, meaning the Boss again angry.

“Good Pi,” answered me without any objection.

Papi hung up his phone.

“Darling I go home first yes, I want to take care of everything, later if you arrive at the village in Samosir I will tell you again,” I said goodbye to Micah.

“Alright, I will wait for you Beb, marry your Pariban and come back to me,” Micah hugged me, gave me permission to marry.

Seriate....