Rascal In Love's

Wedding Preparation

Marriage means two souls but one mind, two hearts but one feeling. The husband and wife are partners in marriage, not like the maid and the employer. Both must sincerely share the role so that the household can go hand in hand.

Beyond that, there is only unhappiness and grievance.

**

This morning, the bright air and the gentle breeze brought the fragrance of frangipani flowers to Rio's nose. He was sweeping dry leaves around the graves of his mother and father. The two adjoining gravestones were cold, yet Rio was comfortable being here, accompanied by his parents.

After all in the clean feeling, Rio opened the folding chair, lit his cigarette and sat pensively looking at the two gravestones.

He did not bring flowers, nor did he turn the gravestone into ceramics. His mother's will, which is listed in the diary.

Rio darling... Do not sow flowers in the mother's grave, but please plant many plants nearby. Living plants will do miser, mother will be glad to hear it. Do not also build the mother's tomb with ceramics, this body is only a lump of meat and bones that will be destroyed without rest, let it blend with the ground, as it should be.

So, around his mother's grave, Rio placed many flower pots. He came every month to water the flowers. Even though it is only once a month, somehow the plants are fertile. It could be the grave guards who replaced Rio watering it.

“Later noon I will get married.. with the girl I love.” Rio said.

He smoked his cigarette again.

“I know I don't deserve to go with him, everyone says I want to go near him. Use the atmosphere, he said. It could be true, but it's not what I want.”

Rio sat down while leaning his body, “Your son is fine, Father, Mother. Back when I came home there was only quiet at home. but now, I'm late to go home a little already sought, hehe.”.

Rio sat back down leaning back with a smile. All he had in mind now was his mother's smile and the look on his father's stiff face, yet Rio knew his father cared for him. To put deposits in hospitals and schools with the rest of the money.

God did not allow Rio to be miserable, when his father's money ran out, his provision filled again, instead doubled. Still added with a new family.

“A child will not forget his parents. Because this body is formed because of the elderly. But how humiliating I am when I remember but do not pray. As bad as your parenting science, you've been trying to raise me. I will make that benchmark to educate my children, someday.”

Then Rio lowered his head and began to close his eyes, offering prayers for his parents.

“You are here too..”

Rio turned his head because a woman was reprimanding him.

My sister is behind him. Stand up and look at him with sadness

“You're not in safe house?”

Adinda nodded, “I heard you are getting married this afternoon. So I report to..” Adinda pointed at Rio's father's grave with her chin. “It turns out you have reported it yourself, yes already..” he smiled tempting Rio.

Rio approached Adinda while tilting his head to observe the woman. “Find you... safe house is good huh?”

“They are smoking me good food. And take care of my kids. I woke up my children have finished bathing and eating, again jogged in front of tv watching cartoons.”

“Oh... Good,” Rio put out his cigarette. Then walk past Adinda while grinning, “Parent Iptu Rayhan has long craved grandchildren, heh.” he added.

Adinda turned her head while screeching, “How do you know?!”

Rio raised his hand saying goodbye, “My house is open to you if you want to nitip younger brothers, yes Mamah,” yelled ignorant.

**

Rio came out of his room dressed in white and black peci. There was a loud noise from downstairs. From there he knew that the guests had arrived.

Sighing, he stood in the hallway.

He closed his eyes, calmed down for a moment.

When in the room he did not think, but when he went out of the room and smelled the fragrance of flowers, he immediately nervous and remembered.

I'm getting married.

This is not the marriage I imagined.

Orphaned, in a hurry.

If asked, is he sure of this marriage? Of course he's not sure. He doesn't know the future.

But if asked, are you sure about your life partner's choices? Answer, depends.

It depends on whether his lover also chooses him as a life partner.

As we know, the name marriage is a bond of birth and mind between a man and a woman. From this alone it must be understood that there must be a commitment between the two.

Neither Rio nor Anggun of course do not want a marriage with the condition of forced as it is today. If you can choose, having a relaxed relationship can be better.

But if told to choose to leave Anggun or marry him, of course Rio chose to marry.

Their introductions include brief. Less than 2 months, with all the problems beyond reason.

“Rio,” Pak Banyu called him. He went upstairs to pick her up.

“Anggun is already below,” said Mr. Banyu.

Mr. Banyu sighed and approached Rio, then patted his shoulder. “I'm sorry, had to involve you into my son's troubles,”

The face of the 45-year-old man looked tired. Not glowing, not excited. It could be that he was just like Rio, not expecting this kind of marriage to happen for Anggun. Mumpung no one wants to be the same child who has been stained, plus has not recovered from trauma and dependence on one person, before slander is better married.

Mr. Banyu did not know that the affair of making love freely, Rio had enough experience in that.

Or maybe Mr. Banyu knew but tried to close his eyes.

Rio's sacrifice all this time for Anggun, and the fact that after being forged with bad things many times in fact Rio did not stay away from Anggun, made Pak Banyu impressed with this delinquent figure.

“Why apologize, Om? That's my own choice,” Rio said.

“You could have walked out, we are nobody you,”

Rio smiled and took a deep breath, “Yes, I've tried it. But it's no use. My feet came back to him. Again and again.”.

“Hm, what is your real motive. You already got that money. You can continue your own life, do not need to be burdened with Grace.”

“Maybe almost the same as Om's feelings towards Anggun. There is no burden, only obligation. Over time the feeling of having is getting bigger. I agree, this marriage should happen sooner..”.

Mr. Banyu looked at Rio straight. He probed.

“How did your parents educate you? You are not an ordinary rascal..”

Rio could only nod, “I was raised by the gentleness of a Schizophrenic mother until the age of 7. Just a minute but very handy. Then how should I treat women, taught by father. She has many girlfriends, but all are treated well. How I love, shaped by myself. Adapted from the state of the father who regularly visited my mother's grave every month, how much he loved my mother..”.

Mr. Banyu nodded in understanding.

“Mari?”

“Ya Om..”

“Call me Papah,”

“Good Pah.”

**

The two of us never waited for each other, never approached each other. We both just met. Love comes alone, love grows on its own. Want to run to meet again, want to secretly run away and help each other.

So sweet is the divine provision, finding love in the value of the household.

It now depends on His Being facing the test. Because the household is very heavy. The human ego dominates every decision. But if you can get through it all, the gift from Him is sweeter than love at the beginning. If you can't get through this time, be assured that God has prepared a better path.

(Septira W, 2023)

**

“Rio,” Anggun prevent Rio shaking hands with Mr. Banyu right in the important session.

“Eh?”

“I judes, selfish, want to win alone, possessive may be fierce with our child later.” Graceful said with a trembling voice.

Rio raised his eyebrows looking at her.

“Can-can be, I will ignite meaningless quarrels in our household later, such as banning you from racing, or smoking, or playing games.”

Mr. Banyu chuckled and sat leaning back with an amused smile on his face.

Rio was just looking at Anggun, facing towards her while propping his chin with his hands. So cute Graceful in her eyes in this venting position.

“I might also demand more attention from you! Make you upset, make you run away from home, and I also can not cook, can not clean, Worse, I can not live poor!”

“Hm,” murmured Rio kalem.

“How is this? Don't ham-hem just dong!” Gracefully shook Rio's body.

“You love me?” ask Rio.

“Iya.”

“Yakin?”

“Sure!”

“Ya is done problem,” Rio fixed his shirt and reached out to Mr. Banyu.

Mr. Banyu welcomed Rio's hand.

“Brother Rio Tyaga Bin Guntur Tyaga.