Revenge Fat Wife
Just Mayang
Last night, Mayang did not have time to go up to the third floor. His legs were limp, his body seemed to have been beaten by the whole village, so he slept in the lower room close to the living room.
Wh-tok-tok!
The knock was repeated again, Mayang was still reluctant to open his eyes, he wanted to sleep a few more hours.
"Assalamualaik."
"Walaikumsalam," Mayang replied muttering indistinctly, his eyes still closed, only his ears were awake.
"Assalamualaik."
Who the hell, is that? Mayang finally woke up, he brushed the rough blanket that wrapped his body. It must be morning. If not, Mayang's maid who comes every morning, must have opened the door for him.
It must be a courier, Mayang. He took a step, his eyes only half open, he was not fully aware when he opened the black-painted wooden door in front of him.
"I don't buy anything online, sir," Mayang said, yawning and raising both hands up.
The old man in front of Mayang gawked, he turned his head towards the other man standing behind him.
"Is this Mrs Mayang's house?" ask the dapper-looking fathers with his great uniform.
"Yes, sir .. This is my home. But I'm not pesen anything, sir ... His father was wrong." Mayang accused while squinting. There's something strange about the delivery guy this time. Instead of wearing a helmet and courier jacket, this man wears a skullcap and a uniform. Is this April mop?
"But I was the same Mr. Hadyan was told to this address to marry his son to Ms. Mayang."
Mayang consciousness like it was raised by a supernatural force, Mayang's eyes instantly widened. He wanted to laugh at this father's words, but what came out was a strange, uncomfortable feeling. This had nothing to do with his tired state, this was a silly feeling that just flashed by.
What kind of joke is it, Gian?
"Mas, please check the address again, let me call Mr. Hadyan. I'm afraid that we're actually in the wrong house. Usually the candidate is dandan ngaten beautiful, but this ...?" The man who was the ruler was unable to continue his words. Already do not have the right expression to describe the state of Mayang messy.
Mayang looked at himself after buying a while at the fathers. Jeez, Mayang does wear pajamas that are dirty because it was his pajamas when he was fat first, not to mention his hair and face that was messy.
"Father must be the wrong house, Mr. Hadyan's house over there, the pager of his house in the golden paint, sir." Mayang finally showed Hadyan's house, to end the morning chaos.
The fathers nodded despite the astonishment that had not left his face.
Mayang retreated and prepared to enter, but suddenly the group headed by Hadyan was seen moving towards his house.
"Loh, monggo please come in." Hadyan smiled widely to the ears looking at the man standing in front of the Mayang house.
"Son, how come the former sir wasn't told to come in?"
Mayang looked up for a moment. "Whose head is it?" para Mayang unconsciously. I want Mayang to bang his head against the door. Is he really awake? Or is this still in Mayang's dream?
"Yes, Mr. Penghulu who will marry you to Gian."
Mayang staggered backwards, for some reason he became kunang-kunang. His lips were repeatedly shaking, he wanted to talk but it was very difficult.
The goal, Mayang's eyes saw Gian, Mr. RT, Mr. RW, and Mr. Lurah walking towards the terrace of Mayang's house. They gathered and talked, waiting to be welcomed in.
"Who's wedding guardian? According to the records here, Ms. Mayang's parents are dead." Mr. Lurah, who did not know Mayang because he was still a new resident in this village, split the warm conversation between them.
"There is the younger brother of Nak Mayang's father, Mr. Gian's friend picked him up." Hadyan explained.
Mayang immediately realized, then crept closer. It's him who owns the house, but why he's being ignored. Mayang's view fell on Gian, who was directly dragged Mayang into the house. He takes Gian to the room he just left and locks him. Mayang was really angry.
"What does Mr. Gian mean?" mayang asked without hesitation to face Gian who seemed to want to say something. Something that must have been just a joke, seen from his whiny smile.
"I realize my good intentions, Ms. Mai .. I cannot linger to let Ms. Mayang be targeted by people. I might lose if I don't move fast." Gian. His face was as fast as the chameleon turned serious after an indistinct whimper just now.
"Good intentions, still have to use a good way, sir ... not like this? I'm not ready to go back home yet, sir. You know what my position is?" Mayang debated fiercely. He was afraid, really scared if the divorce was repeated in his life.
"I have used the good way, Mom ... I came to the house of the guardian of Bu Mayang, said that I want to marry Bu Mayang and promised not to make Bu Mayang sad or cry—"
"That's just bullshit, sir .. I need proof, not doang— talk"
"Yes, that's why we marry, let me prove that I never mess with my words, if I will really make Mom Mayang happy."
Mayang had wanted to argue again, but Gian's words left him speechless.
Gian took advantage of this situation to stretch the gap that had been infiltrated by his influence. "We are not children who still have to do peddling through courtship, Mom ... Ms. Mayang is almost three heads, and I'm almost old. I'm sure the same Miss Mayang. I am sure that Ms. Mayang is the woman who became my last mate. Let's make each other happy, ma'am .. Although Bu Mayang does not need me to be happy, but can Bu Mayang be my source of happiness?"
Mayang quietly confirmed some of Gian's remarks. But some of it is not true. Mayang still wants to have a partner, still wants to see people happy because of him. But not now, or at least not when he's still playing about relationships.
"Bu Mayang should be able to move on to new feelings, Ms. .. do not continue to lament the past story. Look at me, who is very ready to be the new story of Miss Mayang. I'm sincerely into trauma medicine Ms Mayang." Gian said too poetic, unfortunately not to reach Mayang's mind. Mayang was just busy thinking about what the response of people, especially Pakliknya, who when Mayang divorced and robbed, the man was the most wrathful. He's Mayang's father's replacement.
"Will Miss Mayang live with me the rest of our lives?" Gian kneeling. Asking for Mayang's heart even though it's just a little. Gian can transplant that little piece into a whole heart, with the amount of affection he has. With love that Gian clearly felt even in a dream though.
Mayang. "What if I don't want to?"
"I am forcing, Ms. .. I will kidnap Ms. Mayang, I will not marry, but I am fitting in with the shackles of love that I have!" Gian said stirring. Yes, Gian will shackle Mayang, because only Mayang he loves. Only Mayang.
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