Pariban So Rokkap

Nettania Pariban my future wife

Until nightfall, our big family meeting will begin.

I've been sitting in a tegah in a special place for brides to be surrounded by parents and traditional leaders.

“Nungga idia si Netta, send in,” (where the Netta asked to enter) One of the families asked to enter. Hearing his name being called, I turned my eyes towards the door.

Finally Nettania came, a teenage boy wearing a sarong as the bottom cloth, he ushered his friends, his friends look laughing seductively, they are grinning .

My guess is wrong, he looks calm and his temper is calm.

“In maho host, tusonko hundul.” (come in, son, this is where you sit)

“Salam used to pariban your future husband,” said everyone who was inside the house.

“Halo bang Nathan, welcome,” he thrust his hand at me.

Dug ... Dug ....!

This heart rhymed as he thrust his hand and looked me in the eye, why am I the one hanging, so I am groggy while he looks very calm.

'Why am I the one who is groggy facing a child' I said in my heart.

“Ha-hello,” I reply staggered.

Why am I the nervous one, he should be the one who blushes like his friends, that's what I thought before.

He sat beside me, when everyone's eyes were on me, I was curious about Netta, I stole the opportunity to see the real form of the future wife that I would marry later.

He sat quietly looking ordinary eyes, he also looks rarely smile as long as we sit in the introductory event his eyes stared blankly.

'What's wrong with him? why does he act as if he does not like this matchmaking, if there are parties who do not like this matchmaking, it should be me'

I'm the one who doesn't want to be paired with a pariban. Since I already have a lover, my age is also well established, handsome and a city boy too,

I was made curious by Nettania's cold attitude.

This was beyond my estimation, I thought Nettania would welcome me with a flowery heart and be shy of cats. But all my assumptions were wrong.

“How's Nia? from everything we're talking about here, we also need to ask for your opinion, is there a request for you? Or is there an extra time?"Ask one of the family.

“No old father, Nia no extra, I will obey what the family has arranged."

“How do you amang, there are extras?" asking me too, I was busy with my own thoughts and my eyes glanced at Netta.

“Than …! You were asked,” whispered Mami nudged my arm.

“Ooh anything earlier?” I was confused by the question, not focusing.

“Ooooh.. attong da, anon ma bereng-bereng paribanmi(let's look at your pariban). Laughter is heard from inside the house.

I felt this face hot from enduring the embarrassment. Netta glanced at me with her face flat expression making me even more embarrassed.

Until the meeting that night was over, I glanced at the door, finally there were some young friends to chat with as well. From the moment I arrived only Nettalah's friends accompanied me.

Nettania pamit, he went home first, because he slept not in his house, he slept in the village Sianduduk home of one of the synths of the Church.

It turns out that there are still many events that we need to do .

I've been in Nettania for two days, but only once have I met Nettania in person.

Many things we have done, lifting water for example.

Water supply in the village of Netta is still very minimal, for the needs of washing and cooking must lift water from the river that is a distance down a fairly steep hill.

Now I understand why Netta's friend Betaria's calf

silede hammers Hanoman, it turns out to lift the needs of water needs must climb and down the hill by carrying heavy water in a bucket on the arbor above the head.

With luggage that heavy is natural many teenage children who become bullet in the village of Nettania, because often carry heavy luggage.

But it seemed like Netta, no, she was not so short, only her skin looked dry exposed to the heat of the sun.

Third day in the village. Mami seems to know that if I still call Micah often, Mami confiscated the square black object, life feels numb without a cell phone in hand.

Right now, I need time alone without any Nettania friends following me, wanting to be away from the voices of the children following me.

I was bored, hoping for the wedding to take place soon and I could return to Jakarta, the atmosphere of the village was beautiful, but because I was not used to feeling very long in this village, saturation struck.

My real house or my uncle is not too far from my Grandmother's house, just a few meters away, a simple house made of planks.

I wonder if Netta has been in her house, since I came only that night I met her, when her friends were so enthusiastic and looked to admire me, but why Netta looks so ordinary, he said, even his attitude was not so excited I was curious.

As I stood in the front yard I heard my aunt Netta was angry, right at the back door of their house. Scolding someone, hearing my name mentioned, I was curious and got closer.

Netta again washed the dishes and my aunt stood behind her with a face filled with anger.

“I do not want to marry, Ma, can not be canceled this matchmaking, I received in UNIMED, Mak. I want to go to college, not to get married, I have studied hard to be accepted there.” (regional language) his face looks begging.

“Naung crazy doho? ... ! nunga ro paribanmu tuson,” (You've gone mad yes, have come your pariban here) My Aunt's face hardened and looked very angry.

“Please talk about it, Mom, I just want to go to college and achieve my goals, do not want to marry young, why should I.”

“Lecture …!adong hepengmu lecture? The namoraho? manganese pe babam nungga hard, marsukur ho adong manopot ho paribanmu na mora" (college…!college does have your money, your rich man? Just eat it you're grateful, lucky you have your paribans rich man proposed to you) said my aunt.

“I will not trouble you with mom, I will find my own tuition,” said Netta still trying to persuade Auntie.

“Sip, sip ma babami(hush your mouth) Aunt take an aluminum pot.

Taang ...!

Auntie hit Nettania on the head with the pot.

“Stop rich snobs, if poor don't have to be high on your ideals, I'm just as your father won't be able to send you to school, accept your fate and

accept this matchmaking, marry me, do not need –agis, beware you think assorted, you are lucky your Namborumu is rich,” said my Aunt he still stands behind Nettania.

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