The Charm of Mas Jaka

Forced to Accept Marriage

Dara was made dizzy himself thinking of ways to be able to escape from the matchmaking with Bambang, even though the remaining time was only a week away.

Dara, who had just returned from the city, after the last three weeks the cute girl did not come home because she focused on the semester exam, taking the time to make an appointment with Jaka who also just returned from studying at the boarding school.

Jaka had just gotten off the bus, when Dara arrived at the angkot terminal in the sub-district city. "Assalamu'alaikum, Mas," said Dara, with a sparkling netra.

The girl immediately approached Jaka who was smiling towards her. "Wa'alaikumsalam, Neng," replied Jaka. "Wait a minute, yes," she asked, giving Dara a code to stand next to her.

"Be careful, ma'am" Jaka told an elderly woman who got off the bus with Jaka.

"Thank you for your help, son," the mother replied with a warm smile. I don't know what help Jaka gave the old woman.

"Mother first, Son. Granddaughter mother has picked up," continued the old woman who immediately walked slowly approaching the grandson who picked her up with a motorbike.

Jaka nodded and smiled kindly, the young man waved at the old woman he called mother.

"Sorry, Neng. It's been a long time waiting?," asked Jaka then while looking at Dara.

"Not yet, Mom. Dara also just arrived, it was deliberately a leisurely walk," replied Dara.

"Where are you talking, honey?" ask Jaka.

"Mas Jaka must not have eaten, right? We're just looking for food, yes," Pinta Dara.

Jaka nodded, still with a sweet smile adorning his lips.

"The front page, here's the key." Dara thrusts her motor matic contact.

Jaka immediately got on the bike, which was followed by Dara who was piggybacking on the back seat. "Handle, Neng," pinta Jaka.

Dara smiled, the girl then held onto Jaka's backpack. Jaka immediately drove Dara's motorbike to the rice field food stall, where Jaka and Dara used to meet when he was still in school.

It only took ten minutes, the two of them had arrived at the stall made of bamboo with a view of the rice fields stretching as far as the eyes looked around it.

Jaka immediately invites Dara to go inside. After ordering the food they both wanted, they chose to sit on the back of the open.

Breeze of the rice field that feels soft touch the skin, welcoming the arrival of the two of them. The singing birds greeted, as if they understood that the two young people were nostalgic.

"It's still the same, as we last met," Dara said, scanning the place.

"Yes, unlike my love for you," Jaka replied as she looked inside Dara's face.

Dara frowned.

"My love is no longer the same as it used to be, Neng," continued Jaka, which made Dara even more confused.

Jaka smiled, looking at the confusion of the cute girl he loved. "Because now, my love is much greater to you, Neng Dara Manisku."

Reflek, Dara hit the back of Jaka's hand on the table. "Mas Jaka, uh .. nyebelin!" Dara pursed her lips.

Jaka chuckled softly, wanting it to feel like the young man caught Dara's hand and grasped it tightly like he used to. But the religious teachings that he got in the pesantren, did not allow Jaka to come into contact with the girl who had not become his mahrom.

Jaka and Dara style kangen-kenan stopped, when the waiter served food and drinks they had ordered.

"Come,Neng! We eat first, then continue to chat," Jaka invited.

The two of them then ate solemnly, no chatter was created. Only occasionally did the two glance at each other and then cast a smile.

Only the eyes and hearts of the two spoke, representing longing after almost half a year of not seeing each other. Although they both have often heard voices, but all is not as beautiful when the body meets and looks at each other.

The passionate longing was instantly healed, when the two of them had met and spoken from heart to heart. Even without touching each other, true love makes them both feel comfortable.

"You want to try the ice with Dara, Mas?" tawar Dara who had ordered ice degan, shortly after they spent a bowl of soto rice.

"May," replied Jaka who immediately took the whole ice degan from in front of Dara.

"What are you talking about, Neng?" ask Jaka later. The young man kept the ice back in front of Dara.

"About the matchmaking of Dara and Mas Bambang," replied Dara, whose face immediately turned into a sad.

Silence, momentarily created in that place.

Jaka took a long breath. In recent weeks, the young man also kept his mind on the matchmaking of Dara and Pak Carik's son.

Although Jaka had prepared everything to propose to Dara and the young man also remained optimistic, but no doubt there was a feeling of anxiety in Jaka's heart, considering that the wedding invitation between Dara and Bambang had been spread.

"Neng, you've told me that you saw Mas Bambang and Arini in the inns on the outskirts of the city" said Jaka, unraveling the silence.

Dara nodded, confirming. "Why, really?" ask Dara.

"Arini's a close friend of yours at school, did Neng Dara ever talk to him about it?" ask Jaka back.

"No, yet" replied Dara briefly. "For what, Mom?" ask Dara later.

"Lagain, Arini is different now, Mas. He doesn't want to know that, same Dara," added Dara.

"Perhaps, we can ask Arini for help, to cancel your marriage and Mas Bambang," replied Jaka.

"Because she's not sure she wants to help, Mas" Dara replied uninspiredly.

"Not tried, Neng. Don't be pessimistic!" jaka said reassuringly.

"If Arini does have the same taste of Mas Bambang, he would want to" continued Jaka.

"Yes too, yes" said Darq, the girl smiling broadly. "Kok, Dara did not think until it was yesterday."

Dara suddenly took her phone.

"What do you want, Neng?" ask Jaka.

"Because I want to call Arini, Mas. Who knows if he'll come here to see us" Dara replied.

"Call to make an appointment first, Neng. But if you can, don't meet now" Jaka suggested.

"Why, Mas?" Dara undoes her intention to call Pak Sekcam's daughter.

"If now, later we can not talk together like this again, dong," replied Jaka while smiling seductively.

"Ih ... Mas Jaka, kirain fuck!" dara protest.

Dara immediately calls Arini, while Jaka is busy watching the lover who is chatting with Arini on the phone.

"Where, Neng?" jaka asked after Dara hung up.

"It just so happens, he's around here again, Mas. He wanted to docked," replied Dara who looked happy.

Before long, Arini who wears shorts to show her smooth thighs, approached Dara and Jaka. The young man with a sharp nose, Dara's lover immediately threw his gaze in the other direction.

"What's up, Ra?" ask Arini without further ado. He did not say hello to Jaka at all, because Arini thought the young man was not at his level.

Jaka just relaxed to face the attitude of Arini, who has been very memorized. He was engrossed in playing straws, while occasionally his neutrals glanced at the lover.

"Rin, you must have heard, right, the news of my marriage with Mas Bambang?" ask Dara.

Arini raised her shoulders. "Wantas? Do you want to mock me for losing to you?" asked Arini who sounded very sniffy.

"Originally you know, Ra. Mas Bambang did not love you at all, he was forced to accept the match, Ra! Because Mas Bambang only loves me!" arini firmly with arrogance.

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