Tamara's Forced Marriage

Chapter 19

Ziddan took Tamara out of the room, her working hours today did not feel over. There is no overtime today either.

 

With a model of his tomboyish outfit plus a Ziddan shirt attached to Tamara's body looks great it makes her cute. It did not diminish Tamara's beautiful value in the slightest. He deserves to wear any shirt.

 

When they opened the door they were surprised by the number of people in front of the room. There were several employees who brought a bouquet of flowers that read ‘Happy wedding Ziddan and Tamara’. One by one they greeted the newlyweds in turn. Even the women also gave a warm welcome to Tamara. They ‘Cipika-cipiki’ with the director's wife. Tamara widened her smile even with compulsion, pretending to be happy.

 

“Pak, really far away. Join dong,” said employees cornered.

 

“It's halal, Sir. Just hold together do not hesitate,” said the other. The increasingly rowdy atmosphere cornered the two.

 

 

Ziddan landed his muscular hand on Tamara's shoulder. Cuddling the woman closer and clinging to Ziddan's tall body. Perhaps that way the two will look harmonious and more harmonious. However, Tamara widened her eyes to look at the man. It's very uncomfortable.

“Well, so dong..” cheer everything.

“Thanks for your words and prayers all.” Ziddan helped Tamara bring the bouquet to the car and then went home.

 

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Tomorrow is the second week of their marriage.

The smell of the kitchen so piercing the nose makes Ziddan curious what his wife is doing today. He who seems to have dressed up neatly earlier surprised the focus of Tamara who was busy with her kitchen utensils.

 

“What's my wife's cooking?” His hands were coiled around his wife's waist with a slow touch. Tamara's reflexes due to shock and also a ticklish taste that spread made her spill hot water. The water he would use to make tea instantly soaked his toe. The heat he felt quickly.

 

“Aaww hot,” shine the woman by fanning her legs.

“Astagfirullah, sorry dear, I will treat you.”  

Ziddan was panicking feeling very guilty. He turned off the stove that was still burning and immediately lifted his wife's body and took her to the living room. The man took a medicine box looking for an ointment, after which he got it then carefully smeared it on Tamara's white legs.

“Aduh pain,” moans Tamara repeatedly.

“Sorry baby, I didn't mean to hurt you. You hold on a second. I will apply this ointment more evenly.” Ziddan re-applied with a sad face. Worried that the burn was getting worse. And fearing it would make Tamara even more distant.

 

“Darling, why don't you answer my apologies. Will you not forgive me?”

 

“I'm sorry about you. Next time don't joke when I'm cooking, yeah.”

“Iya, I'll remember.” Ziddan kissed his wife's hand.

“Thanks.”

“Let this medicine dry. You sit here first, I'll get you breakfast.”

“Iya.”

Ziddan returned to the living room with a plate of rice complete with side dishes and made a warm sweet tea.

“You eat first, I'll feed.” Ziddan feed little by little food into the woman's mouth.

“I won't forgive myself if you don't heal.”

“You've only just treated, there hasn't been an hour. Of course I haven't healed.” Tamara's a little ticklish.

“Later after eating I take it to the hospital, yes.”

“No need.”

“How if the wound turns out to be serious.”

“No, I used to do this in the first boarding.”

“Then who took care of you?”

“Meli.”

“Reza?”

“I LDR during college, because dad wants me to focus first until it's done.”

“I heard you passed faster.” Ziddan corrected his sitting position wanting to hear the story from Tamara.

“Iya, I did all that for my marriage to Reza.”

“Means?”

“Dad accepted Reza's proposal on condition that I have to graduate college first.”

“When did he propose to you? The night-night time Reza comes to the cottage?”

“Iya. He proposed to me at that moment. But after that we were LDR four years. Because I was afraid that Reza might be tempted by another woman, so I was determined to graduate faster on the condition that it was not easy of course. I don't want to lose Reza.” No tears Tamara dripped.

 

“When my struggle paid off. I gave you the happy news, and then you set the date. My family and Reza's family have also prepared everything carefully.”

 

“But after that day was getting closer, I got some bad news from Reza. He betrayed me. He even had a forbidden relationship with another woman. She said she would never marry me and no longer love me.” His chest is getting tighter now. His heart was sad to remember his struggle to get married to Reza. But the struggle was wasted.

All the sweat that had been shaking had come out freely through the tears. Ziddan gave his chest to Tamara's backrest. Let the woman's tears wash over her shirt.

“What's wrong, cry if it makes you relieved.”

Tamara felt a calmness in Ziddan's arms. It seemed that there was now someone protecting her, loving her sincerely more than Reza. But does that mean Tamara has opened her heart to Ziddan. And ready to give her husband rights over her.

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