The Love of the Former

DCSM chapter 44

4 Years later.

I took my foot out of Juanda Airport, Surabaya. With white clothes and black pants, the result of my boss's souvenirs vacation in Korea. I walked for sure with sunglasses perched on top of my nose that were slightly pointed inward.

Two large and medium sized suitcases were on both my left and right hands. I have both my parents' faces and my sisters' faces.I miss them so much.

Your guess is right. After what happened a few years ago. Exactly two months after the great debate that occurred between me and my father about matchmaking made me flounder.

I left my house and even resigned from where I worked. Exit the country became my choice to seek tranquility. Although I know, there is still another path I can take. However, my decision is already unanimous. Other than to calm down, avoid matchmaking that I never really wanted. I can help my family's economy go up.

About Imam and Mas Pri. Abroad, we contacted each other. Telling and even telling each other stories.

I looked left right at the arrival hall. I set my eyes on all the places I could reach.

I squeaked in shock and reflexively turned my head when there was someone pulling and taking over the two suitcases in my hand.

A scream broke my daydream when I saw my sisters and mother standing there. Up ahead there at a distance of about 300 meters from where I was standing.

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Much has changed since my departure. I never even asked about what happened after that.

I even lost a moment with Grandpa. He died after illness and by then, I had not been able to go home to see him.

A week after my return. I went back to work out of town. There, I worked as a cashier at a famous bakery.

I am no longer young to relax. It's time I thought about myself and my future.

Three months after we got in a relationship. Revaldi or commonly called Valdi asked me to get married. At first I was still hesitant about his invitation. But after convincing myself I accepted his invitation.

A week later we both went back to my hometown and expressed our intentions. Seen, happy and happy look on the faces of my parents.

The show was held two weeks later. However, for the wedding and her qobul ijab was agreed a month later.

Far away I have told my friends including Imam and Mas Pri. But the Imam said that he could not attend because the wife was two-bodied.

Yes, the Imam has married. Two years of my departure abroad Imam back. He brought a girl who was betrothed to him by his older brother. The two met in the neighboring country.

After feeling fit in the end they go home to have a wedding. At that time coincided with a 2-year leave once my work contract. I got 12 days off but my kind boss gave me more time off. For two weeks I was at home. But during that time, there were no meaningful activities that I did.

I just stayed home watching the construction of the new house I built on the land I got from my hard work. I traveled to Lombok for 3 days. There is my Om's residence. I set out to deliver my second sister who was going to continue college there.

Back to my wedding plans. After the agreement was made between my family and Valdi. We both went back to the city where we worked. There, we contracted a house with two bedrooms.

We all prepare. Because they do not want to have any difficulties after the wedding.

Until that time came