Substitute Father for My Son

Wedding Day

After that day's meeting with the family, Mas farukh was set to be one week away from my wedding day. Because we equally agree that weddings are made simple.

Because my family asked that sooner rather this wedding be held.

A week later. "I accept his marriage to Lia anggraini with the dowry in cash." Say farukh in one breath.

Legitimate... Say to everyone who attended our wedding.

Thank God, and pak penghulu also lead the do'a.

The next day my husband and I moved to the house of my late parents because it was my will because it is very dear if the house is not occupied for a long time.

It was also after my husband's family returned to their hometown.

"Would you take a shower or take a break?" I said to mas farukh.

Yes, this house has been cleaned by mas bambang the day before we moved here.

"I took a long bath, did not feel good to sleep with the sticky body sweat like gini." Say it while passing to the bathroom and carrying a towel.

During the farukh bath I also prepared dinner for us, because we did come after praying Isya.

Soon mas farukh also came out of the bathroom using a towel limited to the waist down.

"Astaghfirullah" I said, closing my eyes with my palm.

Seeing my expression, I laughed as I passed into the room.

"What's wrong with me? Isn't it natural that if I look at her like that, yes, we're already legally husband and wife?" muttered.

"And I was ashamed, let alone seeing the meaningful expression of mas farukh."

"Surely he thought that I looked ridiculous in his eyes."

"So, what are you lia, you're ashamed of the hell." I said softly while hitting my head.

"You why? His head was hit like that? Are you having a headache? Let me get a massage." His words arrived.

"Astaghfirullah, no mas, I don't have a headache." My answer was a little jumped from surprise at the arrival of mas farukh arrived.

"Sit down, we'll have dinner first." My words divert.

Seeing me all eight times, Farukh smiled a small smile.

"What would you eat?Let me get it."

"I want to eat whatever you want to prepare everything I will eat." Smiling words.

Oh God why my heart becomes stubborn like this huh, am I fascinated by his simple words huh?

I immediately filled up the dish mas farukh with all the food, because I did not know which of his favorite foods.

Seeing me move almost all the food on the table, when mas farukh "stopped, do you want me to eat all this food?" he said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what your favorite food is." I said as I scratched my non-itchy head.

"Yes, I have eaten omelet just like raw sambal and vegetable chickpeas." Her speech.

"Well, that's all, it's gonna be rendang and gulai, this meal is also it?" I said I'd take the rendang.

"No need to lia, this alone is enough, because my favorite meal is this." He said as he began to devour food.

"You eat too yeah, make it big quick." He said with a smile.

Finished eating we also sat in the living room on a chair that was worn out because it was a seat left by my parents.

"Mas, I'd like to have a serious conversation with you. But first I want to ask first can I?" My speech.

"Boleh dong, when people ask in forbidden, there is only you." He said jokingly.

"Iiih mas, I'm serious mas, time in becandain anyway?" I said again purporting to be upset.

" Yes yes, you want to ask what, God willing as long as I can answer it will be answered."

"I'm sorry before, but if I ask you this, it's all just to convince myself that I deserve you." Said lowered.

"Yes, please do what you want to ask."

"Do you know what happened to me or not?" Many fear.

For a moment Farukh frowned, and sighed heavily.

"I'm sorry if I ask this question."

Then Farukh grabbed my hand. "I know all about you lia, mas bambang already told me. And I don't mind all that. But I'm asking you one." Farukh stopped his speech.

"What is mas?" Ask me.

"You never say that to my family. Because none of my family knows. And I also asked that to mas bambang."

Suddenly I was surprised not to think that my family-in-law did not know any of my problems.

"As long as none of us says it, I'm sure my family won't find out." Say again.

"But, I really feel guilty that your family doesn't know this." My speech.

"Keep in me lia, I'll still be your husband no matter what happens in the future." His words further tightened his hand.

"Thank you very much for all your sacrifices." I said while sobbing.

"Whatever is in you is my responsibility, including the child in your life." He said as he stroked my flat stomach.

"Aren't you disgusted with me? I'm just a sinner." Stare at.

"Who said you were a sinner? You're just a victim of the royal house*tan beja* man."

"But I'm sorry lia, I'll never forgive her even if she's your sister-in-law." He pressed it.

"Yes, I will never forgive him for what he did to me, for he has destroyed all the minds I have dreamed of." I said while wiping these tears.

"Can I ask you one more time?" Stare at.

"Hmmm can't you? How do I feel in court with a variety of questions?" Said meledek.

"Iih mas ah, I'm serious about this mas, don't ask me a joke." Pseuduku pretending.

"Yes yes, sorry yes, about his face you are very tense like a dry kanebo." Say it again while pinching my cheek.

"What do you want to ask again?"

"Mas, what is the reason why you would agree to our arranged marriage? We didn't know each other before, and we never met before." Ask me seriously.

Farukh stared at me inside.

"If I can be honest, actually the beginning of the mas bambang want to match us it mas still had time to hesitate, because it's true that you said earlier if we don't know each other."