PELLET THE MIDWIFE

Perturbed

"Then?"

Unwanted answers came out of his master's mouth. What did Marnie think? it was clear Satya no longer cared about Puspa.

"No papa, sir. I just told him, "Marni left Satya, whose eyes were fixed on the laptop on the table.

On the advice of Anita, Marni ventured to deliver the news of Puspa's marriage to Satya and the short answer proved that her conjecture had been wrong. Satya had absolutely no taste for the village girl.

"Already, just accept your fate, Pus. Let's hope Fadli can be a good husband to you" Marni muttered.

***

"Dek ... Where are you going?" Tejo did not waste the opportunity when he saw Puspa walking alone.

"Opo to, Jo?" Puspa.

"You're on foot, isn't Pegel?" Tejo got off the bike and demanded it because Puspa would not stop.

"I'm going to Bulek Entin's shop, so there's no need for a motorbike. "

Capek also ignored the man's cungkring, it's okay to serve him at all times. At least Tejo was loyal like no other.

"I'm not fucking around!"

"Bulek Entin Wes' house looks like Jo. Go home!"

"Don't wait till you get home yo, Dek? Later not bonceng fitting home, it's enough to irit energy." Tejo continued to push his bike while walking on the side of Puspa until in front of the Entin stall.

"Lo ... Why, Jo? running out of gas? Opo strike?" Entin who was in the stall came out as soon as he saw Tejo and Puspa coming together.

"No Bulek. Gasoline is full, the engine is also newly changed so all are safely controlled,"

"Why are you being led?"

"Nemenin deck Puspa." The man was grim.

"You stay away from Puspa, Jo! She already has a husband. Do you want to be angry with Mr Lurah?"

"This island is opo to? Leave it!"

Hearing Puspa defend, Tejo's face changed like getting a raffle.

"Puspa just don't mind, Kok Bulek sewot!" Tejo.

Tin!

Tin!

Motorcycle horns are breaking their chatter. Fadli smiled in knots from the top of his bike. Puspa's husband candidate also came down and approached.

"Lho .. Her future husband came, Jo. You get out there!" Entin signals Tejo to shift from his standing position. The woman also entered the stall to make room for Puspa to talk to her future husband.

"You here, honey?" Fadli stood right in front of the puspa.

"Darling, mbelgedes!" Tejo muttered in annoyance.

The man who was sitting on the bench of the Entin stall uttered a packet of crackers as an impingement.

"What's wrong?"

"Why not pick up my phone?"

"I don't carry HP," replied Puspa briefly without frills.

"Fad .. I told you you'd choose!"

"It's not about choice, Puspa. We have to give up size and all. You should also be comfortable wearing that dress later."

From the beginning Puspa was not interested in the wedding party that will be in the festive title. However, Fadli and his family continued to insist. Meanwhile, Fadli had also relented by only hiring wedding fairies around the village. But Puspa still kekeh refused to accompany Fadli to go there."

Fadli pulled Puspa's arm forcefully. He led the girl to the side of the bike. Because Puspa would never agree if not forced.

"What the hell are you doing, Fad? I'm going shopping. I'm waiting at home!"

"Shut up .. or we're late!" Fadli forced Puspa up to the motorbike and took him away.

"I don't know if there's any, Bulek the Fadli!" Tejo kicked the table so bad. What else could he do? Against, he was definitely not brave.

"You're the one who doesn't have Adab! Banging the table. Could break my desk later!" Entin emotion.

"Mending ojo bother them again, Jo. Stay away Puspa. Looks like Fadli's love died with Puspa. Could be fired as a resident of Sumber Sari Village you later!"

Tejo stared intently at Entin. Do not let the words of Entin properly happen. He doesn't even have parents. Where to go if you are kicked out of your hometown?

Along the road Puspa just silent. Looking at the rows of houses they passed through. Everything looks empty without life.

Fadli's motorbike stopped right in front of a house with a large banner in front of it. Raya Wedding receives bridal makeup and so on.

Slowly Puspa down from the bike following the steps of Fadli who had already walked in front.

"Puspa!" A young woman screamed from inside the house. He's Raya, the owner of the place.

The profession of Puspa who is a midwife makes him know many workers who are related to makeup bridal makeup, including Raya.

"How are you?" Puspa forced a smile. He knew Raya well but not so closely.

"Okay, go yuk! Come on, Mas Fadli!"

A pair of prospective brides were directly directed to the room where the wedding dress was stored neatly.

"We haven't seen you in a long time, Pus. Know that you want to marry me!" Raya showed me her collection of some dresses.

"You're right!" Puspa replied to a brief greeting.

Puspa's eyes scanned some dresses that he thought were not fitting with taste. The gaze stopped on a black dress that was displayed in the corner of the room. Somehow the dress reminded me of the memories of being with Satya. Dresses of the same color and model. Without him noticing her eyes turned red and watery.

Puspa remove quickly both eyes, do not get known by Fadli or raya. They might have mistaken.

Even at home, Puspa still remembered with a black dress. Is it a fate not to be with someone he loves? In the moment of expecting Fadli their relationship became complicated and now in the time of Fadli on the side, the heart hopes in other men.

"Puspa ... are you happy to?" Ningrum felt a change in her daughter. If he continues, is he not destroyed before a disaster? To avoid the danger of the uncertain truth he had made Puspa enter into real suffering.

"I'm happy as long as Mom is happy." A heart-wrenching answer.

As a mother, Ningrum just wanted her daughter to live life better. Not only the question of shaman talk that is not one hundred percent he believes, Fadli is the best man in the village where they live, the degree of Puspa will be lifted if he becomes his wife.

"Are you being too pushy? It's all for your own good, Puspa." Clear water began to flow from the eye.

"Lo .. Why cry to, Mom?" Puspa gently wiped his mother's wet cheeks.

"Had your father been alive, he would've scolded Mom by now."

"Don't think like that, after all, it's impossible to cancel this marriage. Poor Fadli's family they'll be ashamed."