Suddenly Married a Contract

Stay in the village

Mikaela arrived at her destination after a journey of about eight hours. The village is quite remote, from the center of the district, but it is quite modern. Evidently the paved road with slippery, although not wide like the main road in the capital.

A simple house with a spacious courtyard, Mikaela smiled as she looked at her eye relic house. She has arrived, which means Mikaela survived a marriage that might have ensnared her with suffering.

This house none of the grandchildren of the late Eyang Sucipto occupied it. They already have a life of their own with their family in the capital. While his only son was gone, the father of Sekar and Burhan. Although there is no longer occupying, but the house is very clean and tidy. That's because someone's in charge of cleaning it.

"Sir..who is it?" The negligent-clothed woman, complete with a jar of cloth wrapped around her hips until the bottom of it approached, then asked Mikaela. Seen, the foreign girl and her appearance is not like the village girl in general, she is suspicious.

Mikaela smiled kindly. "I'm Mikaela, the granddaughter of Eyang Sucipto" he said. Perhaps by mentioning the name of her eyes, the woman could recognize.

"Oalahhh... great-granddaughter of Eyang Sucipto in the city? Ne sinten's son? Mrs Sekar or Mr Burhan?" ask him with a language that is so distinctive that reflects the pure Javanese.

"Mama Sekar.." answered Mikaela.

"Oalahhh is a big ayu pisan." The woman named Lastri had seen Mikaela as a child. "Fairy rich artist. I thought that artists who want to perform at the village Hall stray here. Clear pisan, alus maning." he said as he stroked Mikaela's hand that was in his grasp. He had thought Mikaela was a famous biduan who later tonight would enliven the event in the village hall. "I'm Pastri, the neighbor of this house, Ms. Sekar also told me to clean up in this house." Pastri was enthusiastic to welcome the arrival of Mikaela until it was not stopping chattering.

"Mom Lastri, please don't tell me I'm here to my mama yeah." Hearing if this Pastri mama knows close to Sekar mama, Mikaela immediately commemorated Pastri mbak so as not to say she was in the house of Eyang Sucipto.

"Eh?" He's surprised. "Yes, yes. later do not say the same bu Sekar." Pastri immediately agreed to keep his mouth shut.

Then Lastri brought Mikaela into the house. Shows the room that used to be occupied by Sekar.

Mikaela is quite happy, because this house is equipped with modern electronic furniture, such as refrigerators, thin-screen televisions, washing machines, kitchens are not so bad, too, it is not a furnace that needs firewood in order to produce a fire for cooking. Mikaela can use it.

"This is all mama non Mikaela who ngisi, home renovation is also the same mother non. If pak Burhan mah boro-boro wants, inget go home for nengokin own hometown also not." The woman started to babble. Ordinary, mamas like to gossip! "Eh, I'm even venting. Non Mika can immediately rest, the mattress is clean only changed this morning. It just so happens that non Mika comes."

"Maksih Bu Lastri" he said with a smile. Mikaela did want to rest, her body felt sore after a long trip.

"Call bi Lastri not mother, rich priyayi." Smiling words. "You want me to masakin what?"

"Emm. what is bi."

"Yo wis, later if it has become thak wakein." Pastri went to prepare food.

Lastri came back with food for Mikaela. This time he did not come alone.

"This is non Mika, eat potluck." said mbak Lastri while serving side dishes and rice. "Include, this is Aunt's child. Maybe your age isn't much different." Lastri's mother introduced her daughter to Mikaela.

"Thank you bi." he said. Then he welcomed the hand of the woman named Ajeng. "I'm Mikaela, call me Mika."

Ajeng nodded awkwardly. "I'm ajar, mbak." Their age is not much different, Ajeng is three years younger than Mikaela.

In this big house, Mikaela is afraid to live alone. "Emmm.. Ajeng, just stay here, nemenin me. I'm afraid to be alone." Her request.

The still awkward Ajeng nodded, just according to what Mikaela said. "Yes, ma'am."

***

The next day, Mikaela accompanied Ajeng to go to the market to buy vegetables and other supplies that were not at home. Mikaela is not good at cooking, but she will learn from now on, considering that she will stay away from her parents.

"Mika can cook?" Ajeng had begun to dare to familiarize himself. He wondered why the beautiful girl from this city would bother cooking. Usually all he knows is that the city girls are reluctant to jump into the kitchen.

Mikaela. "Hehe. not really pinter anyway, can only be a little bit, all you learn to be a dream wife, can masakin husband." Her delusion is so sweet, imagining when married later, Mikaela became a housewife who cares for her husband and children. He will wholeheartedly devote his love to the family. "It's still a while, how come you're not nyampe-nyampe?" tanyakanya. The two girls were riding Ajeng's motorbike to go to the market.

"It's just a while" replied Ajeng who was focusing on driving his motorcycle. "Hot huh? Afraid of being an item? Hehe.." slothfully.

"Hihi.ya hot, fortunately I was using sunscreen." he said.

Mikaela Nugraha, a girl from an affluent family, is neither poor nor rich like a conglomerate. His father was a director of a private bank. His mother was a lecturer at a state university, but had already decided to retire early. Mikaela has a younger brother named Arjuna Nugraha, who is still studying at a university in Jakarta. So do not be surprised if Mikaela must get used to and adapt in the environment in this village.

Arriving at the market, Mikaela tried to ignore the unpleasant smell. Usually he accompanies mama Sekar shopping in the modern market. Again Mikaela had predicted it, she was wearing a mask covering her nose.

"Eh, Jaka! Buy what mas, tumben itself?" Ajeng shouted to greet a man who accidentally crossed paths with them.

The big tall man with a proportional body smiled back. "Buy fertilizer, mas Karyo again can not" he replied.

Mikaela froze as the man named Jaka smiled at her. So sweet...

"Know you, this is Mika. His granddaughter is Eyang Sucipto." Ajeng introduces Mikaela to Jaka.

Jaka's smile grew wider, Mikaela's heart continued to go through her fifth with this man.

"Mom! Mika Ma'am!" ajeng's voice broke Mikaela's daydream who was somehow thinking about what.

"Eh.." cried Mikaela.

"Mbak Mika is invited by acquaintance with mas Jaka diem aja. The guy goes away, I don't feel good!" ajeng. He felt bad, because Mikaela ignored Jaka.

"Eh. I was.." Not to ignore. But Mikaela was cool to enjoy Jaka's sweet smile until she was unconscious.

"Udahlah, let's go to noon later on Abis." Mikaela's hand to follow him.

"Jeng, what was his name? I forgot?" ask Mikaela curious.

"Mas Jaka." Ajeng replied casually.

Mikaela smiled to herself. It seemed like he was amazed at first sight. Has he forgotten Roy? Is it that easy for his heart to turn?

Mikaela did not know that the man she was appraising was a farmer. If know? Mikaela would think a thousand times to be interested in that man.