Suddenly Marriage

101. Retry

"Are you sure you want to get down here?!", devon asks Kennan as he drives Kennan from their motorcycle race in front of a modest house that Devon knows is not the home of the Kennan family.

Kennan nodded even though he was also a little hesitant, because it was now 03:00 in the morning where all the residents must still sleep soundly.

Clamps.

Kennan opened Devon's car door slowly.

"Kenn.", Devon pulled Kennan's right arm with an unconvinced look.

"Father.my wife lives here. I want to meet him, did not you say the problem must be solved immediately so as not to drag on?!", Kennan said while staring at Devon, who was not, to make sure that he was right to go down in front of the simple house.

Devon scanned the simple house that was not far from his eyes. "Kenn... lo's wife?!!"

"He was an orphan, used to live in this orphanage before my same marriage" Kennan answered Devon's confusion.

Devon frowned both of his eyebrows in astonishment. How a Kennan Wijaya Atmadja who incidentally son of the sultan of the Atmadja family who is famous among property entrepreneurs throughout Jogja can

married only to orphan girls in orphanages. Although Devon admitted and admired the beauty of Kennan's wife but he still could not accept the reality of the background of Kennan's wife who did not match his expectations.

"Everything doesn't have to conform to Dev's high expectations...."

"Alright.lo bener. I salute you girls, can make Kennan Atmadja out of the cold world.", Devon smiled.

"Apaan seh lo very strange, do not fit your mouth. sok ngebule kek that", Kennan again opened the car door that had closed.

"Tanks dab...", Kennan looked up at Devon's car's glass window while waving, before Devon gasped on his luxury car.

Huufts...

Kennan took a heavy breath, then walked up to the wooden fence that was only as tall as Kennan's waist.

After a moment of hesitation to enter, Kennan finally grabbed the chain link used to seal the wooden fence surrounding the orphanage grounds.

Kennan stepped foot near the main door.

"Lohs....Den Kennan", a heavy voice said his name to make Kennan paused his footsteps near the door.

Kennan looked up, seeing Mr. Udin was taking out a butut matic motorbike from the side of the house followed by Bibik Marsih by holding a large basket on his back.

"Sir Udin, Assalamualaikum.maaf to disturb", Kennan said as he rubbed the nape of his neck.

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatulli wabarakatu. No den. Aden from where?!", Mr. Udin tuned his motor matic then looked at Kennan's messy appearance and saw several blisters on his face.

"Eh.ah.that's..intentionally to come here", Kennan stuttered and confused.

"First enter den.diobatin yes wound", Bik Marsih put his sling and then opened the front door of the house so that Kennan can enter immediately.

Kennan sat himself on a wooden cot without a pedestal in the living room.

"This is the cure" Bik Marsih handed Kennan the medicine box. "Do you want to help your aunt with medicine??"

"Not bik.biar me alone. Sorry to bother you", Kennan said.

"No den, no hassle. If so Bibik same Pak Udin lived to the market first yes den. Assalamualaikum.", said Bik Marsih followed her husband behind.

Kennan stood up then nodded his head. "Girishama".

After the death of the orphanage owner's husband and wife, Kennan poured himself on the cots he had used to sit. Ignoring his wound without the slightest intention for the red medicine box given by Bibik Marsih.

Kennan looked at the sky of the simple house with various thoughts about his wife Tita.

"Gue don't know what's wrong with me, why don't you meet me....Until when do you torture me to kek gini Ta??", he murmured softly to himself.

Kennan exhaled violently, then subconsciously slowly closed his eyes. Weary.

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Chequek.

Tita opened the door of her room about to go to the back to fetch water, because the shubuh adhan had been heard.

Her body pecked for a moment after seeing Kennan's figure her husband fell asleep on a wooden cot with his feet dangling to the floor not far from his room.

With her face still looking sad, Tita slowly approached her to make sure that the figure was really her husband Kennan.

"Hah", Tita widened her eyes, and closed her mouth which was shocked to see Kennan's face which was filled with abrasions.

A little hesitant Tita eroded the distance of her establishment with Kennan. With a slight look down Tita looked at Kennan's injured face then glanced at his injured palm and the back of his hand.

Tita sat herself on the wooden cot where Kennan had laid himself. Questions about Kennan's wounds revolved around Tita's cranium as she looked intensely at her husband's dull, unkempt face. His heart felt pinched with pain as he stared at Kennan's unkempt face.

Tita's right hand was stretched out about to flap a strand of Kennan's black mane that was scattered irregularly covering his forehead, but said Tita did so. Somehow his ego forbid, choosing to pull back his hand that had been floating in front of Kennan's face.

Tita breathed out slowly. Finally moving from the wooden cot, ignoring Kennan who still closed his eyes.

Grep.

Tita turned her head, looking at her right hand that had been held back by Kennan as she was about to leave.

"Don't go...don't stay with me", Kennan said with eyes that began to open but still with a position of lying on the couch.

Tita held back her steps, then gulped her saliva with great difficulty. "Didn't my brother sleep?" he asked.

"Speak...say what makes you angry with me Ta?!!", Kennan said softly while sitting still holding Tita's wrist.

Tita did not budge, not a single sound came out of her mouth.

"Ma..."

"Tita.", Kennan shook Tita's arm slowly, so that his wife would respond.

After successfully making Tita sit on the wooden cot, Kennan sat crouching before Tita by tightly grasping the palm of Tita's hand.

"I'm the same, what's my fault....What makes elo avoidarin me kek gini?? I can't guess at all Ta.", said Kennan with glazed eyes. Let him look weak for now, that is the truth of his heart at this time.

Tita did not say, still with the mode of mocking him. Even Tita lowered her face as if reluctant to look back at Kennan's face.

"Kalo lo diem wae, how do I fix myself. I'm not confused, I'm used to being comfortable. We go home....??", Kennan looked at Tita without caring about the clear liquid that decayed wet his cheeks.

Tita looked up, shocked to see Kennan the two-door refrigerator man crying shamelessly in front of her. Tita exhaled softly and then turned her face away from Kennan who looked frustrated.

With great difficulty Tita swallowed her saliva.

"Sit here". Tita patted the couch next to her, signalling Kennan to sit next to her.

Kennan looked at the hand of Tita who patted the couch next to him then changed to look at the face of Tita who looked at him flat. A little doubt Kennan obeyed Tita's wishes by moving from his seat and then sitting next to Tita.

Tita shifted her seat facing Kennan, her hand reaching for the medicine box located not far from her seat. Slowly Tita took a cotton swab and then rubbed alcohol on the cotton pad, after which Tita's liver cleaned Kennan's wounds on his face and hands.

Tita slowly applied red medicine to Kennan's wounds and gave plaster as a cover to the wound is quite severe.

Kennan did not stop looking at the face of Tita who was giving treatment to him. It felt like hugging the body of the girl in front of him, but as hard as Kennan could hold it. Kennan felt grateful, it turned out that Tita still cared for him even though there was not a word out of his thin lips when treating Kennan's wound.

"It has. Brother rest first.", Tita said as she moved from her seat.

Kennan held back Tita's wrist, then stared at her heart as if hoping that she would not leave.

"Sleep first bang...."

"Can't we talk for a minute?!", Kennan.

"It's still very early in the morning, pity the children of the home if you hear us noisy"

"But I want to talk to you..."

"Later....Brother rest first. Sleeping in the room", Tita looked at the door of her room that was open to show that Kennan was allowed by her to occupy Tita's room in the parlor.

"Gue... slept there?!", Kennan confirmed Tita's words.

"Yes.sleep first. Tita wants to take a wudhu bentar".

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"Bang..bang.bang wake up", Tita wiggled Kennan's body, but it seems the owner is still sound with his dream world.

Tita sat on the edge of the bed, patting Kennan on the cheek slowly.

Eughm.

Kennan nodded his head.

"Wake bang".

Slowly Kennan opened his eyelids, then scanned the unfamiliar looking room in his eyes. Kennan rubbed his eyes to make sure what he saw was not wrong. Her lips smiled faintly as she realized Tita's beautiful face was sitting by her side while looking at her flat. He pulled his back to sit on the head of the bed.

"Sorry, it's hard to build" Kennan rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

"But wake up, take a shower.....Brother had already missed the prayer time" Tita said flat to Kennan while getting out of bed.

Sets.

Kennan tried to hold Tita up, holding her slender wrist.

Tita looked at Kennan with her eyes as if asking, What is it?

Kennan pulled Tita's wrist tightly until Tita was again sitting on the edge of the bed.

Grappings.

"Let this be a moment", Kennan suddenly hugged Tita's body tightly, no doubt making Tita's heart beat fast.

"Don't diemin me.", Kennan still clutches the body tightly even though Tita moves uncomfortable motion as if to break away from the arms of Kennan.

Heh....Tita took a slow breath, reluctantly letting Kennan hold her even though she did not return the hug.

After a while Tita gave Kennan time to embrace her.

"Hunt bath bang. Wait in the kitchen for breakfast". Tita forced Kennan to let go of his embrace.

"It's towels..... The toiletries are in the bathroom, the tar is there a toiletries container is lined up. Find the one that says Tita's name. Tita only had this to change brother", Tita handed Kennan a white towel and sweater, then left the room.

Kennan attached a towel to his shoulder not forgetting to bring a Tita-given sweater to replace it later. He stepped out of the room to go to the bathroom after exhaling tired with the attitude of Tita who still ignored him.

Several times visiting this orphanage made Kennan a little memorize the layout of the room in the orphanage so that he did not need to ask for instructions from Tita or other residents of the orphanage to find a bathroom space become purpose.

To be continued......

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