The Forced Marriage of Young Master

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Varo and Reyhan have bought a bouquet of flowers, which they will place in the tomb of their loved ones.

Varo is really dear, he doesn't know where it came from, a sense of fatherhood. Though he is not married, well maybe this can be a lesson, for him when married tomorrow.

"What do you want, right down to your bangs?" ask Reyhan to Varo.

"I want to talk a lot. Surely he'd be happy if I came, and I'm also sure he'd never refuse this foster father to come."

"Cieee...dad..., since when did you become a father?" I asked softly, I just want the atmosphere to be not enveloped by sadness.

"Since I took care of my beautiful daughter, she's really pretty. Not much different from the father who took care of him..very handsome."

"Once upon a time, your bangs were beautiful, you were ugly like that."

"What's wrong, I just won white. She won pretty, and white, too."

"Hmm.., you're white, you're handsome. I'm also sure there must be a lot of women chasing you, and I pray you get a wife, who is beautiful and dear."

"Hopefully."

They kept talking until they came to eat. Eat this long enough Varo not here again, last he recorded his bangkan, three months ago.

"When was the last time you were here?"

"Three months ago, I always prayed for her, so that she would be happy there."

"Hmm... okay, where's the tomb?"

"Come with me, I'll show you later."

Varo and Reyhan walk towards Varo's funeral. Who is still clean without any grass, because this is already Varo rent a mausoleum cleaner, his bangkan.

"This? why is it so clean, you didn't come here three months ago?"

"Hahha.., I told the mausoleum cleaner to clean my son's grave."

"Pantes, I had a chance to tangent," is strange right if we do not stay away maybe, will be tired.

"I'm guessing, yaudah come on. I want to pray first."

"Hmm.. yaudah come on."

Varo and Reyhan prayed, sent a prayer. Well just prayer, Varo doesn't know what else to do but pray.

"Already, now we're grieving your father!!"

"Hmm. good."

Reyhan walked first, because he knew where his father's tomb was.Varo just followed, from behind.

"Come!! this is my father's grave, not far from your son's."

"Hmmm.., your father died a long time ago."

"Yes, he was scratching. Too bad his life can't be saved."

"Prophey well, maybe this has become the way. If your father existed, maybe you wouldn't be the great man you are today."

"Hmm. Maybe, I'll be a weak man. It also brings benefits."

"Jaudah, let's send a prayer before it rains. Like it's gonna rain."

"It's okay."

Reyhan and Varo, they started praying. Without a need for a long time, when they prayed the rain fell, the funeral.

"Let's go home, it's raining really hard. If we take too long, we can get sick."

"All right. come on."

Varo and Reyhan ran towards his car. They are also soaked, well obviously wet people fit again pray the rain has fallen.