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And indeed distance is usually a barrier between a relationship, it is one of the things that cause a lot of misunderstandings. Then decided to part with the reason it was no longer suitable. Unlike this one, they can still hold back so that their emotions do not overflow.

After hearing and reading what has been conveyed by Munah, Wahid immediately booked a ticket to return to the homeland. Without asking permission from the campus. Or just tell his parents.

Night looks like it will be a witness for them this time. There is a heart that almost out of place because it has been pounding unbecoming.

"Let's pick up Munah!!" Repeatedly make calls when you are on your way home.

"What?" Wahid swallowed his saliva. There was a sense of relief in him at this moment. Being able to hear that voice really relieved him.

"Come out, I'm in front of your house." Though not! Just waiting a few meters.

Across the phone, after hearing Wahid say it he was in a mess. Confused, cursed after turning off the call.

"Mom, mom I'm out for a minute."

"Eh Munah, where are you going?" His father stopped him, then pointed to the wall clock that showed that it was night.

"So soon, there's Wahid outside." It didn't matter if his father was still in disbelief.

"Mom, isn't Wahid still overseas? Is our son struggling?"

"We'll just wait for ya." They agreed to sit watching television. And several times looking at the door, hoping if his son is not hallucinating or fantasizing about his lover.

Outside the house, Munah's face was highlighted by a taxi light. His eyes narrowed, then stepped slowly to ascertain who was down.

"Basic crazy!" Accelerated his pace and stood right in front of Wahid after the taxi that drove him away.

"What are you-"

"Sstt.. Relax!" One finger stuck in Munah's lips, and it was able to silence him not to scream or scold him.

"Sit down, what can you do?" Munah nodded and asked him to sit not in the house, just under a tree with a wooden chair made by his father. This way Munah thought it would be much safer, his father and mother would not hear if they were fighting. Even though the brawl, maybe the neighbors also no one knows, because the atmosphere is quiet.

"That photo, you just misunderstood. Don't you recognize her?"

"Yes I know, she's a girl. Just like me." Wahid embraced it, but was immediately forcibly removed by Munah.

"You don't miss me?" Munah.

Very hypocritical, inwardly.

"Do you want to break our relationship?" At first glance it can be seen by Wahid. Quiet, not nodding or shaking.

"Well if you want to break up with me. And end our relationship." Huh huh? Munah immediately turned his head, his hands already clenched firmly. His fists if they were to be unleashed at this moment, could definitely make anyone faint.

"So you're really cheating? You really picked him?"

"Hey this is just a misunderstanding. He's just an overseas artist, and I'm one of his fans. It's not wrong if I ask for a photo with him?" Munah still does not accept.

"But she's still a girl, right? Same with me!"

"I don't know if you're jealous so much." Ah Wahid is wrong if he says that! As a result, the city is getting more emotional.

Cup.

"You're crazy! Why kiss me?"

"To shut up!"

"You're such a bitch!"

"I can't be away from you." Deg. He looked back, again made mad.

"I'm sorry if I'm wrong. But this is just a misunderstanding." Quiet again.

"Is your father home?" Munah.

"I want to meet him."

"For what? Dad's asleep, you want to disturb him?"

"Then who was peeping out the window?" Huh huh? Munah looked towards the window, right the curtains were still moving. The mark has not been touched long.

"You're very good at lying." Wahid stood up and started to step up.

"Where are you going?" Munah.

"You're coming in, you want to see your father."

"Don't! You explain it to me first."

Wahid sighed.

"I explained it to you, right? It's just a misunderstanding! I told you I can't be away from you in a fight. And you want to break up with me, then I'll tell your father."

"Say we broke up?" Crick.. A few moments quiet.

"Then I'll go in." Wahid kept stepping.

On the sidelines of that Munah still grumbles unclear. Until finally his father welcomed the arrival of his future son-in-law, pretending to rub his eyes like a person is waking up. Though it was peeking behind the window curtains. Wahid remained relaxed despite wanting to laugh now. Then please sit down.

"You want some tea?" The pleasantries before his father and mother well.

"You don't have to ask, you better make it."

His father replied firmly. Smiled before stepping then grumbled again as it passed through the connecting door.

"He really wants to tell Dad? Actually cravings for his mother first, why the stiffness of his son like that! Ah but I love him."

In the living room they looked at each other and smiled, not yet starting a conversation. And do that over and over again.

"Eh o'm."

"Yes?"

"Can I say something?" The two old men looked at each other, smiled again and nodded.

"Would you ask Wahid before that?" Well, who's gonna talk first. The wall clock is just ticking tired of seeing them as it seems.

"Yes ma'am, please."

"Aren't you supposed to be abroad right now? Are you guys fighting?"

"Ehem." Think first, smile again. "What I'm going to say, will be related to what ibi is asking right now." They were more and more confused as if hearing what the answer was from Wahid.

"I'm here all night, making a flight from overseas just to take responsibility."

"Look, earlier I was sorry Mom, um uh dad." Just breathe first. "I want to marry Munah as soon as possible, because she's pregnant with my son." Duars.. The two old men instantly fell silent. Look at each other, then shake. No way, their answer was just that and they were still laughing.

"I'm really sorry, I'll marry her soon."

"Then you must get married! Tomorrow?"

There was a tray that trembled as it brought three glasses of warm tea. Munah stopped walking when he heard his father speak. He thought Wahid proposed to him at this time, without waiting for his approval. Then, with his help, his father accepted the proposal.

"Dad, what does that mean?" Put the tray down and come sit next to his mother.

"Good dad. I'll prepare everything starting from tonight. Dad and mom take it easy, I'll call my mom and dad, and the whole family. About wedding preparations, let WO alone arrange. I'll call him, too."

"Wait a minute." Munah. "Why did you take that proposal for granted? Am I not still in college? And Wahid too. Even if we went to college in a different country, how could we get married?" Protest without knowing the seeds of existing problems.

"Munah, hush. It's also your fault. Mom and dad don't want the whole family to know what the neighbors are. Before your belly grows you'd better get married."

At this moment, Munah was already staring intently at Wahid. I really don't know what Wahid said a few minutes ago.

"Father mother, then I'll excuse you. I'll prepare everything. Tomorrow, I'll make sure there's no obstacle."

***

Everything he said was true, Wahid really gave this news to the whole family. Although there was a heated debate at first, between him and his parents.

"Mom, that's just an excuse. I don't want her to marry someone else, where I might dare impregnate people's children." And those words were only heard by his mother, for she was the one who was the most disappointed. His father just relaxed and said that this is common among young people. So it is certain that Wahid's nature is declining with whom?

The event began to be held, not on the home page like Kinara's wedding. But the building was rented in a sudden way. That same night Wahid pleaded with his father to call one of the building owners, and his request was gladly granted.

And now, the family began to be preoccupied with welcoming guests. While the bride has not yet been seen, I don't know what she is doing in the make up room. The makeup was done half an hour ago.

Another thing with the closest people, hearing this news even spots the heart. The urinals are not clear, bother with kebaya while cursing his close friend who will get married because of pregnancy first. That's the news he heard last night from Munah's mother over the phone.

"I have given him warnings often! Very often even. Ah but Munah really can't listen to me like that."

"Dear, stop. Maybe he's been lonely since we got married, hasn't he had time to go with you."

The car drove towards the building that witnessed Munah and Wahid's wedding today.

"Just this time went to the invitation with the husband." He muttered while glancing at Adam whose appearance had been perpect. With the same batik with Kinara of course.

"I love you Kinara."

"I am too." Smile alike. Even those who seem to be getting married? It was romantic in the car, one hand was on the steering wheel, and one hand Adam used to hold Kinara.

As soon as he got out of the car, Kinara was directed to a figure who also got down from the car. He knows her very well.

"Sir Windu, did he invite you?"

"He knows Munah too, right?"

"Is he not hurt? Because he also just proposed to Munah, even though he said it was just a joke."

"What's? Apply?" Kinara covered her mouth with her hands, then switched to walking first so as not to be asked further. Pretending to say hello to her sister-in-law.

All have gathered now, the guests are only attended by the family of two brides. Sit neatly in the building and wait for the two brides to say the sacred promise of marriage.

"That's Munah, so pretty." Some compliments were thrown at him when he saw him start walking out of the room. All eyes were on him, there was even a hint of envy in Kinara, because he did not feel this kind of marriage, even though both suddenly.

When the sacred promise of marriage has been said, that is where they are also legal as a married couple. And arrived at the time of the flower. Kinara was already busy whispering to Adam to ask her brother to stand up and join the line in order to get the flowers thrown by the two brides.

"Why indeed? Why should I?"

"Sister, the old man said that if you get it then you'll catch up with him too."

"It's just a myth."

"If you think it's just a myth, then prove it, brother." Windu stands and participates in a horde of singles ready to catch a flower toss.

"One, two, three." They screamed at each other and fought.

"Adam, look." Busy himself frenzied himself when he saw Windu managed to catch with one hand and strangely there was also another person's hand there.

"Eh who is it?"

"It was his cousin Munah, who was then acquainted with Wahid." Windu arrogantly turned around and winked at Adam and Kinara. He was proud and showed off that just following a tradition like this was really easy for him.

Applause and festive cheers are clearly heard, but not for the bride and groom, only for those who still hold flowers.

"Eh sorry." The woman beside Windu relented and handed the flower to him.

"No, you caught him first."

"Cie, don't-don't be a mate." Shouted Wahid from on stage he stood up.

"God, finally." Kinara said in relief.

"Why?"

"She finally found her soul mate."

"Hey, how is that possible? They don't know each other!" Kinara pointed at the corner of the room, as Windu and the woman chatted and even exchanged phone numbers.

"Yes you're right."

***

The first night for them, and finally Munah knows what Wahid means to say that she is pregnant. Truly it is cheating, it may give reasons that lead to family disgrace. But tonight there was also the sadness he felt. Because tomorrow Munah has to come to Wahid abroad, live with him and study there.

"Have you finished cleaning up?"

"It."

"You sad?" Munah.

"Why don't you just move to college here? Just proof Adam wants to."

"Different, if Adam had handed over all the company owned by his father to his brother. But me? I had to learn a lot there, because my father's company was just passed down to me."

And, the first night for them was impossible to miss. Sad may be, but doing a wife's duty must still be done.

In the future, those who build households at a young age must maintain mutual trust. Temptation can come from anywhere.

EXPIRE...

Thank you very much for those of you who have stopped by, insyaallah there will be a bonus chapter. Wait for new work from the author? Once again thank you for always supporting, from starting the vote, like and comments you give. May we all stay healthy.. Do not ask again who is the match for Windu, because it is in front of his eyes now.