Pluviophille Love Story's

Chapter 17's

“Let's marry me, now, in front of my father”.

I realized that everything would no longer be the same when he nodded while calling someone he called ‘Mama’

I was pensive as Panji walked away, was this right?

I just want to make my dad sure that I'm getting married soon, so that it can unravel the burden of his mind and maybe speed up his recovery process, I just want that.

“What do you want to dowry?” he said it surprised me, but after I was confused, this was the first time a man asked me this.

“Any” said I later, this marriage was sudden, expecting to ask for a unique dowry it feels impossible, I do not want Panji to retreat, while this might be one way for Dad to recover quickly.

He nodded again, “After Mama and Papa I will be here with the former acquaintance Papa” my gaze looks forward, soon I will change the status of a wife.

“We will marry siri first, a month after today we will remarry to be legally and religiously” I am silent.

It's not my dream wedding, it's not in the hospital in front of my critical dad, but I have no other choice, I want to make this one of my dad's wishes come true.

“Mama you have contacted your close relatives who can be present at this time as a witness, also Mr. dhe you from the Father who will be your guardian.” he added again, I reflect on him, I look at him, he even said this to my mother?!

“You've talked to Mama?” he's nodding.

Yes, you will know, Mama will know in the end.

“Thank you Panji” he nodded again, I was a little disappointed, but soon realized after.

Do you hope Panji will behave like what? Hugged me? Staring at me lovingly while saying ‘all will be fine’ like in a romance movie I used to watch?

No way!

We married without love.

“Mbak, are you sure you will get married now?” asked Mama who was now beside me, so seriously daydreamed me until I did not realize that the Panji had passed away.

“So Dad wanted me to get married before having a heart attack and not realize again Ma, I think this is the right decision to accelerate our marriage” lies to me, in my heart I apologize sincerely to my Mom.

“Mama ask once again, are you sure?” I looked at my Mama who was also looking at me deeply, then nodded steadily.

Mama smiled widely and hugged me, “That was my wish for a long time, but you don't feel guilty, Dad is sick not because of you, it's been his destiny like this, indeed, Dad must be happy to have a daughter-in-law as good as Panji” I nodded in Mama's arms, without Mama saying I also know actually Mama and my Dad really wanted me to get married long ago.

“Kanaya?!” our hugs unraveled as my name was called, Mama Naura stood beside a middle-aged man whom I guessed was definitely Papa Panji.

Mama Naura hugged me, “Yang strong ya Darling, Sorry Mama just got here when Panji telfon was” I nodded in the arms of the woman who will soon be my mother-in-law.

“Ekhem” Mama let go of her embrace as the man made a noise resuscitating her about something.

“Oh yes to forget, know this Papa Panji, Papa Ilham” I crucify him who just smiled while stroking the tip of my head.

After that, Mama Naura and Mama were cool to get acquainted and talk together, not bad, at least our families accepted each other, my business and Panji could be taken care of later.

While waiting for the operation time, our family agreed to carry out the marriage in front of Father with my guardian Mr. Dhe who has come.

Now I sit next to Panji who shook hands with Mr. Dhe, “I accept the marriage and marriage of Kanaya Widhiani bint Aditya Bagaskara with the dowry cash”

“Sah”

I looked at Father who was in our midst, although he was still closed but I was sure he must be happy to see his daughter married now, at least the burden of the father now turned on the man beside me.

Mama who nudged my arm slowly, “Salim to your husband Naya”

I obediently obeyed Mama's orders, however now she was my husband, the one who would take full responsibility for me.

I kissed her hands in reverence, followed by the scene of a kiss on the forehead that made me hold my breath for a few seconds, I didn't expect Panji to do this.

Then Mama hugged Panji the new son-in-law, while whispering something to him, I could not hear clearly because now I was in the arms of my in-laws who also whispered advice for the continuity of our marriage.

And it was time for me to face my sister, for the first time she first hugged me in front of many people, “Congratulations yes Ma'am, may Mbak always be happy after this” I amini do’a it in heart.

My Netra accidentally met Panji who looked at me with a difficult gaze to interpret, I still can't believe that she has now changed status to Lady Panji.

A long time ago Awan hugged me, our embrace was cut off when Panji called me to hand over the dowry and eat because since coming out of the clinic I have not eaten anything.

“What do you want to eat?” when we were in the car, Dad's operating schedule was set for a few more hours, which is why he decided to take me out to eat and buy food for everyone waiting there.

“Anything Mas” answered me kelu, this is a mandatory call that I now have to get used to since

Mama reprimanded me when she called him by name only without frills ‘Mas’

We're speechless.

I don't know what to behave like, awkwardness surrounds me now, rather shame.

At the beginning of our meeting I most often avoided him even rejects his offer in Jogja at that time, and now? I begged myself to marry her.

We sat in one of the city's famous tent stalls, not too late, so there are still many tent stalls that are still open selling various kinds of food.

While waiting for our order to come, Mas Panji chose to wrap snacks in the tent next door, now I am back alone.

In my heart I pray, may the decision to marry Mas Panji be the right decision.

“Dimakan Nay” I again surprised, since when he was in front of me, especially since when all our ordered food has lined up neatly on the table?

“Do not like? Change the food?” he asked again when I was just silent, I looked at him who had started eating.

Without answering it, I also began to eat, not the actual lust, but rather than later Mas Panji will order new food that will take more time in the making, I prefer to eat only existing.

He who has seen me eat again eats his food, eats voraciously, right?

I sniffed my shoulders and put rice back in my mouth, occasionally staring at it.

This is the beginning of our marriage.

TB