The Customary Line of Marriage

Forced Marriage

Pak Ansori's house has been decorated with wedding knickknacks. At first Pak Ansori and Bu Ansori were reluctant to carry out the marriage of his two children in the same year, but after asking for advice from Mr. Ansori's family, especially his mother. They decided to continue to carry out the marriage for Haya.

" Wouldn't you really be anything?" Ask Mr. Ansori to the woman next to him who is already in his 70s.

Even though it is old, but the lines of beauty in his youth can still be seen. Her mother Pak Ansori was a sinden in her youth. He's good at taking care of himself. But since marrying Kiyai Sodik, her appearance changed completely and no children and grandchildren continued to work as sinden.

Her mother Pak Ansori also glanced at her son, she smiled gently. Her plight was piled into the hands of her eldest son. In the eyes of a mother, even if she is old, her child is still a child.

" Ans, it's okay! Let Haya get married! Look daughter! he's so happy!" He said while looking at Haya who had dressed up with a white kebaya attached to her body.

Mr. Ansori also followed the direction of his mother's view, it's true that his daughter looks happy, after a few days he is moody now cheerful again.

" Mom wants to see Rani get married before I die Ans!" Her mother Pak Ansori's words made her a little bit of an enthralled.

Hearing the name of her youngest daughter, there was a feeling of guilt in her. His mother had not known that Raniyah was already stationed in a distant city. His mother only knew Raniyah was having activities from a crowded school.

" Mommy will definitely see Raniyah too!" Said Mr. Ansori quickly.

" Ah Ans, does my grandson Raniyah have a girlfriend or something?" Ask Mother.

" Emm.. They're so covered up, ma'am, for romance!" Mr. Ansori said.

" Haya is liked by many men of course! And Raniyah, I was worried she'd be a spinster!" his mother Pak Ansori.

"Mommy's view is wrong! Raniyah is more appraising it!" batin Pak Ansori's.

" Mom don't worry! Next year Ans guarantees Raniyah will get married too!" Answer Mr. Ansori steady.

While Ansori's mother's gaze looked faint, she missed one of her daughters a month had passed, there was no news of her son, Ansori only always said that Raniyah was still angry so did not renew him.

*****

The groom's side came, a cold face clearly from Daiyan's countenance. Because, if not his mother who forced, Daiyan reluctant to marry Haya. But, how else did his mother threaten him to commit suicide.

Daiyan was quite shocked by her mother's bold actions. He was also surprised, why his mother insisted he wanted to marry Haya, not possible because of physical problems alone.

His eyes went around, he looked for the figure of the woman he liked. But there was no result, his face was down. There was a sense of anger enslaving in him, but all must be muted for the sake of his devotion to his parents.

Penghulu also came, the sacred event happened. Qobul's jab was delivered, the promise of marriage and the burden of Daiyan's responsibility had been borne. Haya who was present after the implementation of ijab qobul was moved by tears. Now he is legitimately a companion of his life Daiyan.

"Thank you, I'll be a devoted wife to you!" Whisper Haya while kissing Daiyan's hand.

"I don't need words! Prove it!" Daiyan said after her hand slipped from Haya.

I don't know if Daiyan didn't put her heart on a woman as beautiful as Haya. Everyone will be surprised because when the men out there are pregnant with beautiful women as high as Haya, but he is not interested. His mother's words last night came back.

You are not blind, Daiyan! Haya is beautiful any man no one rejects Haya! Said his mother while leaving his waist.

"Dimata mamah may be Haya is beautiful! But I have my own view!" Daiyan.

"Don't be crazy! You think again Daiyan!"

" Mom why does Daiyan have to be the same Haya? Why?"

" Haya's son is good beautiful independent pinter! Perfect!"

The touch of the fingers gently dashed Daiyan in his daydream, Haya linking her fingers to Daiyan's fingers, slowly Daiyan glanced at the smile from Haya's face.

" Don't dream of my husband!" Say soft Haya.

" Why aren't your brothers here?" Tanya Daiyan turned her gaze away from Haya.

" sthat mean?"

Now that Haya's countenance had changed, she knew the direction of Daiyan's conversation, which was certainly asking Raniyah. As soon as Haya rolled her eyes, she was very upset and hated by Daiyan's attitude that still questioned Raniyah.

*****

" Is it because of the time problem?" Mumbled Mr. Rasya.

" Maybe one of them!" Chirps Bu Lusi

Instantly Mr. Rasya turned his head, he looked as if asking for an explanation to Bu Lusi, but it seemed that Bu Lusi was not willing to tell him anything at all.

****

The new place and the new atmosphere, it was not easy for Raniyah to suckle himself there, plus the hot air of this city made him tormented. Food here are also some things do not match the tongue that in fact bloody sunda. Raniyah walks in the afternoon looking for food for the evening.

" This is what mom?" Raniyah asked as she entered the food stall.

" It's bandeng pecak, it's rabeg, it's soto! What do you want to buy nong?" Ask thick-bodied mothers with a typical regional accent there.

" Emm.. Pecak bandeng same as bakwan corn aja bu!"

" Same with rice?"

" Yes mom!"

Raniyah was sitting in the chair waiting for her order to be wrapped by the seller, her gaze straight ahead staring at the road that was passing by the car. Sometimes it feels like he wants to run away from this city and go back to his home. But all that just occurred in his brain he never did.

He took his breath, he had been in this foreign place for almost a month, he never knew what was happening in his parents' house. Every memory of the events of that time always stifled his heart.

" Nong!" Said the seller thrusting a black swirl of food.

" How many ma'am?" Ask Raniyah.

" twenty-two thousand nong!" The answer.

Raniyah offered the right money, after that he went and down again the crowded streets, the warm air was still felt even though dusk had greeted. He stared again at the orange, the sky as beautiful as it could only be seen in this city. Raniyah smiled, the only thing that is liked in this foreign place is the twilight sky with a more suruphade sunshade mataharu, increasingly emitting diverse colors, purple yellow and blue.

Raniyah glanced at the seller of drinks, in this hot place it feels good if drinking juice. Raniyah is in line. He ordered guava juice and stood beside a man wearing a black mask, occasionally the man glanced at Raniyah.

The seller offered two packs of juice, the young man beside Raniyah immediately grabbed the order in front of Raniyah and rushed to pay it, Raniyah seemed confused he took the juice the other paid for. He opened it, sure enough that his juice seemed to be swapped with that young man. Raniyah does not like durian juice, she runs after men who walk to where the motorcycles are parked.

" Dude wait!!" Shouted Raniyah.

" yeah?" The man turned around.

" Turkey!" Said Raniyah while thrusting the juice.

The young man immediately looked towards his rustic pouch, he smiled, then exchanged it.

" Mom! Sundanese people huh?" Ask the guy.

" Oh yeah, you know what?" Ask Raniyah.

" I'm also Sundanese, I'm from Cianjur! Tetu from where?"Said the young man.

" I'm from Sumedang!" Reply Raniyah.

" Oh yes, deket! If you know whose name is?" Said the young man.

" Rani" answered Raniyeh.

" Okay Rani's tea, I'm Fahrul!"He opened his mask and smiled.

This is the meeting that became the beginning of Raniyah's new life, or maybe new problems will occur in his life. It will be a witness to the meeting of the two.

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