The Customary Line of Marriage

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Raniyah stared at her vibrating phone, a line of new numbers were scattered, shifted the green button, but not long after the sound of the bell in the lesson rang. Raniyah did not clearly hear a voice across her phone.

"Hallo, Assalamualikum who is this?" Raniye asked but there was no answer from the other side of the phone.

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The call paused, Raniyah also put her phone into the pocket with a silent mode. He stretched his legs towards the classroom he was going to be taught.

On the other hand, Haya with Daiyan was checking the contents, currently Haya is pregnant at the age of one month. He went to the doctor because of the bleeding.

" Mom should rest first, not soy sauce. Can't just Hb!" Said Doctor.

"Yes ma'am,"

"oh yeah same to talk to your husband, yeah,"

Haya came out of the room and called Daiyan to meet with the obstetrician. While Haya waited outside. Daiyan who was wearing a shirt outfit with lepis pants was looking gallant unlike a doctor. He went in and sat down.

"How's my wife?"

"He is healthy, as long as it is not soybean, for a while you should not HB first yes for 3 months."

" Oh yeah!" said Daiyan, a little confused"

" Well if there is nothing to ask, this is a drug that must be redeemed and this is a recipe for food that must be consumed by pregnant women." Obviously the doctor.

"Thank you doc!" Daiyan received a piece of paper and stood up and left the room.

Seeing Daiyan coming out of the room, Haya immediately hunted down to her husband, she was holding Daiyan's arm while being spoiled.

"Doctor said why?" Ask Haya.

" You're healthy" said Daiyan, commenting on a faint smile.

The two also went hand in hand, along the road to the parking lot Haya did not release his hands from Daiyan, at this time he felt very happy, lived happily and had offspring with his girlfriend was his biggest dream.

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Haya clasped her legs and peeked at Daiyan's cheeks, as Daiyan's face flushed red with his wife's behavior. Haya smiled looking at the embarrassed looking Daiyan.

"Are pregnant women very aggressive?" Daiyan asked as she opened the car door.

" Maybe" Goda Haya made Daiyan smile and went towards the other car door.

"...I love you so much, Daiyan!" Haya's speech made Daiyan nod.

He who was already in the car directly started the car engine. Haya continued to look at Daiyan's beautiful face like the god hermes. He exhaled his breath, instantly his mind remembered his youngest sister.

It had been about 3 months more, he threw his sister into the city in the middle of nowhere, and until this moment he had not heard from her. Haya feels very cruel to her youngest sister. But how else, for the sake of getting Daiyan he had to get rid of his sister away from their lives. And the proof is now the result of Haya's efforts to throw away her sister, she can get her love Daiyan and live happily.

But sometimes, he felt restless too, if one day his sister Raniyah came, whether Daiyan would be slammed again. But now with the foetus on his stomach, Daiyan would not leave him. Haya rubbed her stomach, smiling.

Daiyan glanced at his wife who looked silent. He felt astonished, seeing Haya seem to think of something.

" What else think?"

"Nothing!" Haya replied with a smile.

"Ekhem.. Haya, you see Rani a lot?" Daiyan asked timidly and slightly glanced at Haya.

Clearly Haya's countenance turned saggy, she looked angry at the question. Haya wondered why she had just thought about her sister, and now Daiyan was also questioning her sister.

"Why are you nanyain? whatever the fuck Rani's business is!" Ketus Haya was not happy that Daiyan was wondering about Raniyah.

" Look, I'm just a girl, she's your sister! You guys are so cute!"

" All the excuses!" Kesal Haya's.

" Well, what are you doing when you're still jealous?"

" Yes if I'm jealous why? You don't like it!" Now Haya's tone rose by an octave.

" That's it, I won't ask you again!"

The two were silent, Daiyan was surprised, always Haya was angry every time he was asked about Raniyah, may he have had the same taste Raniyah but now it is impossible for him to keep the taste, it is impossible, now he wants to be a father, and he also starts to love Haya.

Sometimes he felt that something was wrong with the relationship between Haya and Raniyah, especially he had never seen the nose of Raniyah since the day of the burning at Pak Ansori's house, he had checked into school and Raniyah was no longer working there.

*****

Rain drenched the city of Banten, Raniyah developed an umbrella he began to walk through the rain. In the rain he saw, there was a man he seemed to know, walking one umbrella with a woman.

Fahrul.

Quick step Raniyah stepped with half run while calling the name Fahrul.

"A Fahrul!!!"

" A Fahrul!!!"

But Raniyah's voice seemed to be swallowed by the torrential rain, she stopped as the two men had already entered a private car. Raniyah could only stay in the rain, after seeing the car speeding, Raniyah continued her footsteps to her contract.

Fahrul lately made his feelings chaotic. Debt continues to spread, now Raniyah began to worry and think maybe true what Fahrul said, they have to consider again this relationship. As soon as he got to dwpan the rented gate

" Do I have to stay away from her?" Mumbled Raniyah stared again who let down the rain with a little laying her umbrella to look white again.

Suddenly a warm jacket appeared enveloping Raniyah's body choked, and someone's hands hugged her from behind. Heart's pounding.

"Why not wear a jacket! It's cold!" His whisper.

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