The Ark of Love Nurmala

The Past Aldi (3)

I who again sit in the middle room trying to put my ears wide, their arrival will talk about important things about me.

"This is Mr. Sardi, yes his name is young people sometimes out of control" Kamituwo(the designation for the Head of Hamlet) carefully began the conversation.

"Yes Mr Wo, what is it exactly? I don't understand what that means!" Baffled father.

"My son should be responsible! He has impregnated my son!!" Mr. Robert Anisa's father is impatient with Kamituwo's fine sentences, direct to the point without opening sentences.

I was shocked half to death, from a sitting position directly changed standing sculpted. My father's face was flushed with emotion.

"Mr don't say anything! As depraved as my son, he still has rules Sir, you don't accuse me recklessly!"

"I have proof of how the impudent son of Mr. Sardi did!" Anisa's father took out the photos.

"Aldi! Aldi! Here you!" yelled, I called me angry. I rushed into the living room.

PLAQUE... PLAQUES

Two slaps of my hand on my right cheek and my left cheek. "Is this your picture?" ask Mr. Sardi while pointing at the photos lined up on the table. I remember when the photo was taken. It was the moment I carried Anisa into her room.

"Is that not your picture, huh?!" snapped Mr. Sardi.

"Yes sir, but at that time I only helped Anisa pass out, after that nothing happened!" I gave an explanation.

"Haaah you depraved! You're Anisa's lover, aren't you? There are no other men who are not close family to Anisa, so you have to take responsibility for your reporting, otherwise, I will report you to the police!" Robert threatened.

KROMPYANG.....

The glass fell, The mother who wanted to serve tea was surprised by Anisa's father's words, then fainted.

"Emaak!!" I immediately carried her into the room, Lila watched over her mother, I returned to the living room.

"Please sir, the better we solve this problem in a family way, the more complicated it will be to deal with the police!" Kamituwo dampens emotions.

"Betul Sir, if you deal with the police you have to pay, there will be a lot of expenses. Not to mention the energy, mind, and time you are forced to follow the trial" Mr. RT added an explanation.

I can only give up, confused not knowing what to do. It's vile slander, but I don't know how to prove it.

Mr. Robert according to the words of Kamituwo and Mr. RT, my father can only resign even though he is not sure I did the deed.

"Sir Robert, Mr. RT and Kamituwo there is a desire that I want to convey. Aldi is currently in the exam, so please let him clear the exam first, and I beg you, keep all of this a secret for a while!" father

"Did Aldi not run?" Sergea Pak Robert's.

"No sir, I'll take care of him!" Everyone agreed to my request, and they left our home.

The next day I looked for Anisa with the intention of asking her for information.

"Who did it Anisa? Tell them! Your parents hold me responsible! You know very well, I didn't do anything to you!" Anisa did not answer, she just cried, making me heartless.

Many times I asked to be frank, but at that moment she was just sobbing. I'm sure he was threatened by the culprit.

One week passed, my exam was completed even though I never concentrated on studying or during the exam, but I had followed it well until it was over. Father kept his promise. He took me to Anisa's house.

We sat down and were welcomed by Anisa's family. After a long conversation, I started talking about my marriage to Anisa. I had a chance to talk.

"Sir, Buk before this wedding takes place I'd like to apply for some stamped written terms!" They were silent and looked at each other.

"Believe it or not I can't prove that the child Anisa was carrying was not my son, and I never did it with anyone"

"Shut your mouth!" Mr. Robert's emotional.

"That's Al!" You embrace my shoulder.

"I'm not done, Mr. Robert, we'll see when the boy is born, if he doesn't look like me then I have the freedom to leave!" I said confidently.

"Well, do you and your mom agree?" I convinced them, but they didn't answer.

"How about sir, is it fair? Don't make the wrong decision and be a burden for life!"

"All right!" said Mr. Robert lirih. Their approval makes me very relieved, because there is still time to prove the truth.

The religious marriage contract the next day was held at Anisa's house, we were minors so they couldn't get married in the government office records.

After marriage, I stayed in my own house, only occasionally coming to visit Anisa. He looked thin, his stomach was growing.

My school was transferred, the school did not allow married students to continue studying at their place. I moved to a private school owned by my friend, while Anisa had to quit school.

One morning as I was leaving for school, a brother came.

"Al, you were asked to go to Anisa's house, she's sick!"

I rushed to Anisa's house.

"So he called your name Al" his mother said. I went into the room to find Anisa rolled alone, her stomach looked bigger because it had been seven months, her face was flushed by the heat.

"How are you doing Anisa?"

"Oh emm..cold.dingiin" he lamented, I picked up a blanket to keep him warm, but he was still shivering. I sat in a chair, quietly waiting. A moment later Anisa's mother came in carrying a basin of compresses.

"Please compress ya Al, mom's still cooking!" the question is, I follow my mother's request. I squeezed out a small towel and I put it on Anisa's forehead.

"Thank you" said Anisa, she held my hand tightly, hot but there was a cold feeling in my heart, since the marriage only then I felt the touch of Anisa's hand. Compassion spread throughout my body.

I hugged his shivering body.

"I'm sorry Al" he whispered softly, I don't understand what those words mean, I just say "Yes, rest!"

For a long time I was beside her, hugging her shivering body. I was surprised when I touched her distended stomach, something moved. There was a feeling of happiness, but when I remembered it was not my son, I immediately took my hand away from it.

I was silent looking at Anisa who was closed in her pain. I got up, "Don't go!" whispered while pulling my hand.

"Sleep! I'm right here!" he let go of my hand, and let me sit on the chair.

Tok..tok.tok, "Just enter!" Anisa's mother appeared from behind the door.

"How's Al doing?"

"It's not too hot Buk, can I go home?"

"Come home, thanks for coming!"

I also came out of the room, from the beginning Anisa's mother seemed to believe I was not the culprit, but she was also helpless because Anisa did not want to say everything.