Surviving Although Difficult

Chapter 4: misbehavior due to eagle eyes

Today to the verdict has been set by the parents, I as a child just follow the plot, hopefully in the future me and mas tiyas can get along well as a married couple.

I looked at Pakde, he seemed to be very happy, thank goodness!at least there are still people who want to smile for my happiness.

In contrast to bude and nirma, he was more likely to be mocking me, ah already, had not the two of them been.

"sir, and others, may I be inside."

I said I wanted to move, not good to be noticed by mas tiyas, he saw me as if he wanted to pounce on me.

"why son? Don't you want to talk to your future husband." Prevent that fatma from blocking my hand

I scratched my face that was not itchy, it was strange to hear the word husband, just thinking about it had scared me, I don't know what he would do if I was his wife, hopefully he didn't eat me.

"yes son? If you are still embarrassed, at least accompany them here, who want to marry you, not pakde." said pakde laughed at me.

I can't dwell if Pakde has spoken, let me accompany them, it's not good if I go along like bude and nirma, what would they think if I were like that too.

I sat down next to Fatma, closed my eyes and breathed out many times hoping that I would feel much better, having just opened my eyes, I came back cold hot not when I saw the eyes of the eagle mas tiyas.

"geez that guy, doesn't he ever see an ugly person like me,! Until she sees me, then,?"

"son? Is this Sulis working or not?" tanya ma'am fatma broke my daydream.

"uh.that's ma'am, I haven't worked

My understanding is just smp termination, so it's a bit difficult for me to find a job."

I saw from the tail of my eyes, I knew that the tiyas were laughing at me.

"happy must have seen me flutter, it seems like mas tiyas deliberately made me misbehave, okay? I'll follow your game." My inner self smiled mockingly.

"don't be so nervous, I'm just asking, not telling you to work, in our family, if the woman is married, just at home if you don't want to work, because making a living is a man's job."

Obviously, Fatma continued to hold my hand, even I felt my hand begin to sweat the old crotch she held.

"oh yes sir,! What good day we have a wedding, whether this month can be done." asked bu fatma to pakde.

"on that matter, I leave it to the men, we just accept the direction when and where will be held kobul handicap."

"well then, we go home first, this problem needs to be negotiated with our extended family, we will notify if we have set a date" said Pak Akzan along with chiming.

"oh yes sir of course, we'll wait for news from your family."

"but please take care of our daughter-in-law yes, in a few days we will pick her up" said Pak Akzan again and then stood up from his seat.

"we say goodbye son, we will meet on the wedding day with tiyas" said fatma hugged me and kissed me on both cheeks.

"what bu fatma did not feel disgusted to hug and kiss my cheeks," my mind still did not budge and I think my cheeks began to turn red as I sat down again with tiyas.

"i'll go home first, if you need anything, just let me know, I'll get it ready for you."

I looked in disbelief, I thought he was like a king of the forest who would pounce if he got close to his prey.

"do you have a cell phone" she asked again, making me look at her.

"hehehe..sorry mas I don't have,?" I replied embarrassed because since then his gaze had always been on me.

"wear mine to make it easier for me to contact you, you also need it so that you know the date of our wedding."

"Without a smile and without expression she kept talking, I thought she forgot how to laugh, but in fact she was laughing at me, even though I knew she was just giggling."

"i.iya mas, thank you," I replied as I took the phone in his hand.

"hmm wait?" I intercepted him while he was in the yard.

"what's wrong?" tanyanya's confused.

"what would you wear if your phone was the same as mine?" I was shaking the phone in front of his face.

"let that be my business,! You just wear that? If you don't need it, you can throw it away." he said and left.

again I was surprised to hear the answer, he could have asked me to throw away his mobile phone.

"just wear it, son, it looks like tiyas wants to give it to you."

"eh.pakde, sulis just not good pakde, afraid of thought matre." I replied quite surprised, pakde was suddenly beside me, but he was still on the road nganterin old man mas tiyas.

"hahaha.just you son, they must know enough to not think like that."

"maskud pakde what?"

"it's nothing,! Let's go in, I think sirde's very hungry."

I squinted my eyes looking for the truth on the old face, but failed because pakde already way ahead of me.

"how sir, what matchmaking is still done, sulis does not reject the lame child, it is,! Remember sir, I don't want your only child to have a paralyzed husband like that tiyas, just give it to the sulis and if he refuses to just kick her out of this house,?"

"astagfirullah." I said I say istighfar, I accidentally heard the words bude.

"what bude means is mas tiyas, bude once said that, or lest nirma refuse this matchmaking because mas tiyas paralyzed."

I gaping shut my own mouth, hearing Bude want to expel me if I refuse this matchmaking, she said,

I was leaning behind the parapet between the living room and the living room, so I very clearly heard what Bude said.

I pressed my chest, not when the shadows of my father and mother flashed in my memory, it was painful to remember them when I was about to get married, I wiped my tears violently, she said, I don't know when those tears wet my hijab and my robe.

"don't worry about a good child, even if he lives without his parents' upbringing, the child knows how he treats us as his adoptive parents, the ungrateful mother, got two daughters but chose love."

"he? Error, sir? Mother's only child is nirma, don't call her my son because I don't want to admit it even though he was born from my womb."

"nyeeesssh" again this heart is getting crowded, only pakde who is trying to achieve happiness for me, unlike bude, he actually deliberately wants to incline endless wounds.