The Lecturer Jadul is my husband
CJIS 06
"Rin, there's no free time today?" ask my classmate Fani.
"Why fan?" ask me as I enter the book into the bag.
"That's a task from Mr. Hendra to be gathered tomorrow, our group's task is not finished, right?" ask Fani
"Who said it's not finished? already how the rest of me doang volume, do you go to the place or make a volume?" tanya I offer itung-itung I no longer ngeluarin cost hihihi.
"Em may, later I ask other people to collect money" he replied.
"Jilid how much? we are only four people, mending buy a paper or even Lo volume itself, after all yesterday I worked three, Lo even covering left, alesan aja do not want cooperation" said I sarcas. si Fani instantly pale his face.
"That's lucky I already printed, so the rest of Lo volumes themselves, okay? I want to go to the market" said I give a stack of paper in his hand.
Bodo really want to do also tuh child, want to be angry cake, want to say cake, sa bodo lah. it's the turn of the working person he even wandering, in asking for a volume even a lot of alesan.
Hot weather gini ngingetin I same Nurul usually we go home to school directly to the market to buy ice cendol. hufft so kangen Nurul again right?
Arriving at the market it turns out that the store mbak Uti again rame, I immediately cus helpin totalin goods until half six in the afternoon. Until I forget lunch.
Madam Uti has gone home first to pick up Brother Arkan, I came home last because I still have to close the store as well as giving severance to Riko and her flock.
In the middle of the road even I rained, where do not bring raincoats, already bunyu tarhim in the mosque, the time to pray maghrib.
I stopped at the corner of the road at a stop with other riders who stopped because of the rain.
I sit surfing in the world of sosmed without caring about those who stop while smoking wait for the rain to stop.
The more rainy the night the more intense, I call bang Arka, but my phone is lowbat. because of the fun of playing sosmed until I forget to call important people. because I think the rain will also stop.
where I live alone here, others have been desperate to go home through the rush of rain. don't bring a jacket, don't bring a coat, just a sweater mode doang same tee shirt, where the bath bell smells musty. oh complete already my suffering tonight.
The hour has been pointed at seven o'clock at night, want nerobos rain I can not afford, because it has been made sure that tomorrow I can only go on my stomach using a super thick blanket for a week ahead. pity mami her legs haven't healed properly.
From a distance I saw a two-wheeled light beam running towards the stop. Thank God my inner, there are people I can ask for help at least just ask for a pulse dikit doang to call bang Arkan.
"Why are you here?" yelled the newly arrived biker, I vaguely memorized his voice but because of the rain I was just indifferent. but when I noleh. but this time it really is a macho guy.there is a different from him.
"Oh why sir?" ask me curiously.
"Why are you here?" ask her again when she is sitting next to me.
"Didn't see the rain? I don't want to go home with a coat, can I ask you a favor, sir,?" ask me. actually not good either but I should be able to call bang Arka right now.
"What mbak? anterin's home?" tannya
,"Could borrow his phone to call my brother to pick him up" I asked a little embarrassed.
"Oh for a moment" he said while opening the bag
I sit back and wait for him to minjemin hape. uh just his hand mas ngulurin hape to me there are old fad come us to the stop.
"Why are you here?" ask old man.
"Again waiting for the rain to subside sir, we want to go home but can not go home, I have a coat I did not borrow" asked me a little scream.
The old man was just a bad mesem I saw.
"Aren't you husband and wife?" ask again with judgmental eyes.
"He's my wife sir, don't worry, we want to go home, just wait for the rain to subside, our house is far away sir" said the father beside me, he gave my code with a pinch let me diem time yes.waduh my feeling so bad.
"Where's the wedding book?" ask the man with a smirk smile.
"Where from the market bring a marriage book all the pack, yes stored at home, strange father, this father, do you want to ask for palak yes aka money like news I heard from people around here?" I asked her so much.
The father next to me holds my hands that have been clenched ready to make the face of the father look in front of me.
"Eh don't just accuse you, where is the evidence that you are a married couple" he shouted no less loudly.
Insolent is a crazy person, so really what I often hear if at this stop do not linger because there are parents who often ask for money alias sloppy, aka cheap, with excuses and accusations.
Brakes
The wooden bench next to my seat I immediately use my feet. and apparently the father was also frightened because the wooden bench I kicked broke into pieces and slightly hit in front of him.
"Dear baby, we go home, this old man is not right, let's go home" said the young father deliberately hurt me because he saw me like a brutal person.
I was just following the young father when I was dragged into the rain and immediately turned on the bike.
"Awas aja Lo, until tomorrow we meet, I kick Lo all out" said I ngancem towards the old mad father whose forehead was bleeding.
although his eyes bulged with anger, but he still did not dare to go forward because the young father gave a scary threat.
"Tomorrow we meet in the office of KUA sir, I wait for the father there, if until tomorrow the father does not come, it means a bad father and we can report to the police on charges of unpleasant behavior." said mr macho.
I walk first while the father is behind me. I have not thought anything important until home even though tomorrow I have to meditate until a week in the room.
Anxiety is still spreading but my brain must remain on to be safe until home.The fate I have to go home again in a drenched state gini.
Arriving at home it turns out that the macho father was also still following me. he was also drenched.
It turns out that my mother and brother mbak Uti wait for me with anxious face on the terrace. mami even until the cry when I come.
"Thank you, my son, yesterday I have not helped me, I have not been able to say thank you at that time" said my mother crying.
"Yes, Rama let go inside first, Arkan can you lend your clothes to Rama a set?" ask Uti on bang Arkan.
"Okay, let's go through the side, go straight to the bathroom" said bang Arkan.
I feel strange in my mind, why can I meet the father? ah bodo very lah. I went straight to the room and shower, fortunately mom was already alert nyiapin Hot water in my bathroom.
I finished my shower straight into the kitchen to fill an empty stomach since lunch.
"I want to propose to my mother's child to make a wife, tonight we ijab qobul tomorrow morning I will take care of all his administration" the macho father's voice was heard in the living room.
What a disaster is this God? he's calling me? busyet.can't be biarin
I am not anjaaaay.
I dropped down to the last step and immediately said, "No way" said I loudly.
Mami was apparently also shocked to see from the face of a tense mother.if bang Arka as usual even though she was also nano-nano kayaknya. if mbak Uti only mesam mesem not even.
"Here sit first, let rama explain what has happened, you must not know" said mba Uti lead me to sit next to him.
Mami bang bang Arka just silent with a tense face and I don't know.
"Let me explain the problem, sorry if I upset you later"
"Especially what you want to explain sir, I do not know the father, where it came from also I do not know, we just met on several occasions accidentally, is it possible we married? strange time." said I kesel.
"Rin was horrified first, do you want to survive or do you want to get sick again?" tanya mbak Uti makes me not understand more.
"Whatever, the important thing is I'm ogah" said I sarcasm.
"You want to be in terror with that old thug, huh?" ask mba Uti a little hard to me.
"meaning?" ask me not to understand.
"Makanya dengerin first Rama said" said mbak Uti. the widow candidate did not so it was scary if again angry.
