The Forced Marriage

The Heart of West Java

Today Dara feels lazy to work, waking up from sleep almost misfortune. The inn wants to sleep. But he felt no pain.

"Sir, I'm not awake yet, anyway? It's 15 minutes away almost at 6, Adek hasn't Fajr yet either, is it?"

"The lazy wake up. Dara still wants to sleep."

"Ih. tumben. Why, usually the most excited. Adek's not sick, is he?" astonished Azlan as he approached Dara and felt his forehead.

"But not hot....!" rabbis. As Azlan's hand was about to move away from Dara's forehead, Dara grabbed him and hugged Azlan's hand.

"Tumben very unfortunately Abang males-malesan and spoiled this morning. What the hell is it? If you are lazy to work, you already say Adek should resign. Brother also Insha Allah is able to live Adek."

"What's? Resigning? Ah... Dara doesn't want to. Later if Dara is really pregnant, Dara promises to immediately resign. But if you quit your job, Dara won't be able to see you...."

"Prophey, you mean?" cut Azlan while flicking his lips down.

"Abang knows. Bang Jabar, the best person in SMT. So it is natural that Dara said she would not see Bang Jabar again if Dara resigned. She's the one who likes to cheer Dara up when Dara is sad or tired." Dara gave an excuse.

"But, not for any other reason, right?" Azlan was still doubtful of Dara's reason.

"What else?"

"Yaaa. such as Adek has other feelings than admiration."

"Ihh. su'udzon only. Wash your brain first in the washing machine so as not to nest the pictor," he said while rising from the bed and tiptoeing.

"Where are you going....?" Azlan shouted.

"You need to brainwash the pictor brother," said Dara annoyed while closing the bathroom door a little tight.

"Slowly, baby....!"

"Come....!" take Azlan while holding Dara's arm. Dara followed after locking the door.

"Abang.. if Dara will not work anymore, can never bring Bang Jabar here. But the promise of the fit brother is at home. His wife can too." Azlan sculpted for a moment digesting Dara's request just now.

"This adek is just there. The time of his request was so. If you want to meet, yes invite the baby's birth, same aqeqahan our baby later. Don't be invited at Adek's special request, Bang Jabar will feel big head and feel needed." Azlan murmured unhappily at Dara's strange request.

Arriving at the factory, before getting off the bike, Dara saw Mbak Fina his wife Jabar in front of the entrance gate. Dara came down, not forgetting to kiss Azlan's hand before heading towards the gate.

"Go home straight to work, don't go anywhere. Later Abang bought Boba back with Pempek,"

"No, I don't want Boba. Dara wants his favorite Es Teller Brother. Yes, you go, brother," he kicked out when he mentioned the order. Azlan momentarily felt astonished, because Dara did not usually reject his favorite Es Boba, precisely now he wanted his favorite Es Teller.

Azlan immediately passed the motorbike back to Hyundy factory where he worked.

As Dara neared the gate, his intention was to greet Mbak Fina, but accidentally Dara even saw an unexpected incident.

"Jabar. I'm going to go in the key house you brought. Basic man is useless," he jolted loudly.

"Where did you go last night, like you didn't have a husband. What's the key, you remember going home? I still cherish our marriage, don't I'm damaged by infidelity."

"Don't bacot much Jabar.. plakkkk....!"

"Sir Fina....!" I startled with my mouth open. At the same time, Dara saw Jabar holding his cheek that was hit by the slap of Fina Mbak.

"Remember, I'm sick of living with you." Press Mbak Fina while pointing to the face of West Java.

"Ehh... Dara... I'm back....!" he pamit slowly with a lowered face and then ran a small approach to someone who uses Thunder motor.

Dara entered the gate with a raging mind, astonished and shocked and unable to believe what she had seen earlier. Luckily there was no one else at the gate. Pak Sekuriti happened to go somewhere, maybe again around the back of the factory area.

"Dragon....!" yelled Dara calling Jabar. Jabar twisted his body quickly. Jabar stood waiting for Dara to approach while covering her face with one hand.

"Come on. we go to the production room immediately," he asked without saying much more as usual. West Java could not hide his sadness and change of attitude in front of Dara. Although she was silent but Dara could see there was sadness in the look of the handsome man who was now the head of three.

If you remember the incident, Dara really did not expect. Since when is West Java not as good a relationship as he saw it?

West Java and Dara are busy as usual. At his desk Dara is preparing a report that must be signed by West Java. They are one table but the atmosphere is different, West Java does not talk as much as usual.

Dara had never found West Java like this before, she was always cheerful and joking. Sometimes jail and like geek loin.

"Neng... Did you see the one in front?" his tan suddenly with a slightly quivering tone. Dara looked up and looked at Jabar. Dara nodded.

"Look, even heard what Mbak Fita and Bang Jabar talked about," replied Dara.

"The way we put it down, the position remains this way so that others do not accuse us of talking." Dara silently agreed while giving her thumb.

Jabar and Dara retained their positions. They both look busy chatting *part* and equate with Feeding list.

"Since when is the relationship between Brother and Sister Fita is not good like before?" dara asked quietly but could still be heard by West Java.

"Since three years ago, other than we rarely met because of work. Turns out Fita's playing behind Brother." Dara nodded as if in disbelief.

"Abang must be lying. This could be due to Brother who likes to joke a lot on Dara, want to make Dara bini second, ngajak cheating. That's what you get karmanya for talking carelessly," Dara said.

"It is precisely the joke of Abang when the house of Abang is really being shaken, Abang joked just to cover the turmoil of Brother's heart," the reason.

"Dara did not expect that Brother's household was apparently being shaken."

"It's been a long time, but Brother persevered. Brother never gets angry and still appreciates him" she said sadly with a teary face.

"Ah Neng, Brother does not want to tell too long. My brother doesn't want to vilify him in front of anyone. Let's just say that what you saw and heard earlier, never existed," the break hid deep disappointment.

"Slap earlier, still sick?"

"It's nothing compared to the pain here" he said, groping his heart.

"Don't let this happen to you, Neng. You are lucky to marry Azlan, and Azlan is very lucky to get you," West Java said, ending their whisper talk.

Dara looked into the eyes of West Java, Dara glimpsed that the eyes were dewy that was ready to fall.

"That's a good man, but why are women still hurting?"