The Marrying Bet

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Tuan Takur looked at his four wives who seemed tense because they refused Mr. Takur's desire to remarry with Mr. Slamet's son who was predicted as beautiful as an angel. Their husband mentioned that he had really fallen in love at first sight to the beautiful woman.

"Abang, please rethink your desire to marry your son, Mr. Slamet! Brother didn't even know her, how could you immediately decide to marry her?!" tanya Lilis, Mr. Takur's first wife.

"Yes Bang, after all she's a city girl, where we know what she looks like!" sahut Roros the second wife of Mr. Takur.

"The city women who are too modern can certainly trigger a feud in this house!" sergeant Sujiati, who is often called Suji, is the third wife of Mr. Takur.

"What if you have a monopoly on him?!" Jejen Tuan Takur's fourth wife scowled.

"Instead the news spread, the woman was a widow who married only for corn!" sahut Rorus.

"I suspect she's not a good woman, brother! A city woman like her must be just a mistress!" Jejen.

Mr. Takur seems to think. Mr. Takur himself is actually principled rather than he adulterous it is better for him to marry the women he wants. During this time his wives had nothing against him when they asked for permission to remarry. For some reason this time his desire to question the beautiful city women and have become widows is so opposed by his wives. Mr. Takur did not even care about the status of the female widow that made him fall in love at that first sight. It doesn't matter if the woman is a widow, she is already in love.

"Easy! You raise your hand to agree to marry again! Those who do not agree, please leave this house!" mr. Takur toilet.

The four wives of Mr. Takur were satirizing. Can be edited by the richest people in the village would be the desire and pride of the girls in the village. Luxury and comfortable life is clearly guaranteed if they still remain the wife of Mr. Takur.

Tuan Takur immediately ordered Oleng to prepare all the necessary things to challenge the daughter of Pak Slamet whose beauty is so viral in their village. Mr. Takur had even heard the information that some single youths in the village also started to move to compete to approach the beautiful woman. Mr. Takur must not waste any time. He must act immediately before his target is taken.

...*****...

Mr. Slamet was busy cleaning his spacious yard. The land has been bought for a long time. He aspires to live in the village to spend his retirement. He wants to live in a village far from urban frenzy. In the yard of his home, the man over sixty years old spent his time gardening small and raising freshwater fish such as tilapia, fish mujair, and, and goldfish in a pond that is in the yard next to his house.

Seen two cars enter the yard of Mr. Slamet's house. Ten men in gray suits got out of the car and immediately received a less than pleasant welcome from Mr. Slamet.

These negotiators haven't given up yet! Thought Mr. Slamet.

"Good morning, Mr. Slamet," greeted them with all the hospitality.

"You all don't understand human language, do you?!" snapped Mr. Slamet.

"How many times do I have to tell you that I refuse to sell this land?!" continued Mr. Slamet while glaring furiously at the men.

"Sir Slamet, we ask for good cooperation from you" said Herdi, one of the negotiators ventured to speak.

Herdi has repeatedly invited Mr. Slamet to negotiate. But Mr. Slamet is really the type of person who is so hard, in contrast to other villagers who are actually happy when their land must be purchased by the company because it is exposed to the area of oil palm plantation expansion.

Villagers who sell land will usually leave the village with money from the sale of their land. Herdi looked towards Pak Gunawan, the two of them were staring at each other. They could have used illegal means to get the land of Mr. Slamet. One of them was to burn down the middle-aged man's house. But it is against company policy. Maybe they will all get demands that will harm all parties. The image of the company will certainly be damaged, they lose their jobs, to languish in prison, and pay compensation in the aftermath.

"Sir, we will pay double the price offered before" Herdi said.

Herdi of course had to do his job as a negotiator. He has to negotiate the price. As long as the price offered does not exceed the budget that has been determined by the company, of course, it does not matter. He will even receive a bonus if he manages to make a price deal below the company's standard.

"Sorry, Dude! Even if you offer ten times as much, I will not sell my land to you!" mr. Slamet with a fiery look.

"Sir Slamet, we ask for good cooperation from you, we are only subordinates who work for our superiors," Herdi said.

"True, Mr. Slamet, our job is our rice plate" said Mr. Gunawan.

"Your work is your rice plate, but this land is mine! If you take it and exchange it for money that is not worth that much, for me of course it becomes a big problem!" sergeant Mr. Slamet.

Mr. Slamet snorted heavily.

"Have your boss come and meet me in person! Don't just be able to tell subordinates like you!" continued Mr. Slamet with a challenging style.

Mr. Slamet brandished a machete that he had used to slash the weeds that plagued his vegetable garden, the men seem to be retreating. It was dangerous for the machete to drift towards them.

Herdi and Pak Gunawan and his colleagues threw eyes at each other. Their negotiations with Mr. Slamet were completely deadlocked.

Do they have to call their super fierce boss?

In their minds, if they had to call their superiors to see Mr. Slamet would of course hurt their self-esteem. They will be considered unable to work. Their bonuses are obviously bound to vanish and they could actually lose their jobs.

"Sir Gun, how is this?" tanya Herdi whispered towards Mr. Gunawan.

"Do we need to call Mr. Roy?"

"You don't want to seem like you have to, sir, because the project has to be implemented immediately!" replied Mr. Gunawan.

Mr. Slamet again slashed the weeds with a machete that he swung towards the grass. No Herdi could imagine if the machete floated towards them and injured them.

Gunawan and Herdi were seen retreating from the line. The other negotiators tried to seduce Mr. Slamet. But still Mr. Slamet was even more adamant to reject all the offers.

Not yet finished the matter of Mr. Slamet with the negotiators, another crowd emerged who entered the middle-aged man's yard.

Tuan Takur's entourage came carrying a lot of luggage in stretchers and carts carried in tandem. The palanquins carried by many contained fruits such as a dozen bananas, a dozen jackfruit fruits, a dozen watermelons, a cart of cane still complete with leaves, one durian cart, one coconut cart driven by several men. In other carts filled with sembako in the form of rice in sacks, flour in sacks, to eggs in plates. Not to mention the cattle and goats that enliven the motorcade. The women came carrying a lot of food covered with red food hoods with striking gold ornaments.

The men swiftly set up the tent, preparing chairs and tables to put all the food brought by the entourage of Mr. Takur.

"Sir Slamet!" greet Mr. Takur with his style that slebor seslebor appearance.

Mr. Takur wears a white shirt with a red-bottomed white floral suit paired with black leather pants. Do not forget the boots with gold accessories perfect the appearance. Mr. Takur immediately approached Mr. Slamet, Oreng tailed behind while carrying a large suitcase. So big is the suitcase, Oreng to the point of carrying the suitcase.

"Mr Takur, what's going on?" ask Mr. Slamet astonished by all the procession that stopped in his yard.

"Sir Slamet, invite me to enter Mr. Slamet's house, we talk seriously but casually while eating cake," replied Mr. Takur.

...*****...

Vara's mother was named Arvia, a middle-aged woman in her early fifties. Arvia is a woman who used to be so beautiful and charming. She and her husband married because of an arranged marriage arranged by her parents. She married Slamet, who was ten years her senior. Arvia feels her parents sold her to Om-Om who has a good job.

"Arvia, if you marry Slamet, your life is assured! Slamet is mature, well established, and his job is good! Do not equate with your girlfriends who are still asking for money from their parents! Think ahead of your future and your children's assured!" her mother said when Arvia was about to reject the proposal from Slamet because at that time Arvia was still sitting in the 3rd grade High School when Slamet proposed to her.

Arvia looked at herself in front of the mirror. The remains of the beauty she possessed were still clearly emanated on her face. He has white skin with thick black hair like Vara. At first, Arvia is upset and angry that her parents betrothed her to Slamet. A man who is not at all his dream type and only has established capital and has a good job. But it turns out Slamet is a good man, not neko-neko, and very fond of his family. I don't know why Arvia feels grateful because her parents betrothed her to a good man. As a parent, of course, Arvia wants her only child to be happy with a man who is guaranteed clear seeds, bebet, and weights.

Deep down, Arvia is of course disappointed in Vara who refused when she was betrothed to Riko, and chose to marry an obscure man. The man looked handsome and attractive, Vara immediately easily smitten the man. The man who even proposed and married Vara was only handsome! It is furious that Arvia remembers Vara being completely gossiped about by her neighbors.

"Mom Slamet, Vara is beautiful, high school, time' yes, marry only at the wedding hall, without a festive party?" comment from Bu Muji.

"Well, how is it, ma'am, Vara wants it that way" said Arvia.

"Bu Slamet this, masa'uh Bu, do not want to have a daughter-in-law who is good not only her face, but her educational background, work and from a distinguished family?" sahut Bu Bejo's.

"That's loh, Mom, Bu Jupri's son, not beautiful, not high school, his job is just a waitress in a restaurant, can get a husband who works in an oil company abroad! Twice the payday can already buy a new car!" go to Mrs Rudy.

"Well, it's the windfall of his son Bu Jupri yes it is," Arvia chimed.

"What does Miss Slamet's daughter-in-law do? He said his face was handsome and tall! Don't you sell yourself, Mom?" tanya Bu Muji chuckled.

"Cock selling, Mom?" Arvia chuckles back.

"Yes, right now, that handsome guy wants a good job and money!" sahut Ms. Rudy.

"If you sell yourself anyway, don't know yes, ma'am, but my son-in-law admitted to him the merchant of seafood," said Arvia.

"Oh, fishmonger yes, Miss Slamet!" mam Muji cried while laughing.

"The fishmen are so handsome Mothers!" connect Bu Bejo.

"Indeed, if love is attached, cat shit only tastes brown!" Ms. Rudy chimed.

"When yes Ma'am, Vara is the same as Riko! Riko loh school is good, cumlaude in his class! His work in the company is good, so the manager again, when he is still young! There are so many Miss Slamet who want to be with Riko!" Bu Muji provoked Arvia.

"Bu Muji was right, try I have a daughter, I match that with Riko," said Bu Bejo.

"Yes yes, what a waste, beautiful Vara, good school, even a fishmonger!" sahut Ms. Rudy.

"It's so, it's not clear anymore, where is her husband Vara, masa' yes, out of wedlock instead of a honeymoon, even left alone! What a pity for Vara's fate, Mom!" said Bu Muji.

"That's right, Miss Slamet! Vara's the wedding why is he hiding like that? It's better to just break up Mom, but it's not far away!" ma Rudy's proposal.

At that time Arvia could not say anything. What he could be proud of from his son-in-law who had no higher education, no good job, even his family was unclear. A marriage that is not clear at first is bound to end is unclear as well. Arvia is really happy with the divorce that befell Vara, at least it can make Vara more logical thinking. Do not just because the man who proposed to him with a handsome face and attractive appearance, then the child was immediately smitten.

Arvia immediately dressed up, she also wore the best clothes she had to welcome the arrival of the Riko family who planned to arrive soon to propose to Vara. He said nothing to his husband and son. Let Riko's arrival be a surprise for her husband and son.

There was a noise from outside the house that made Arvia think that maybe it was the Riko family group that had arrived. Arvia immediately put on all the jewelry she had. She cut once again her appearance before deciding to get out of the room and welcome her new potential family.

...*****...

Arvia was flabbergasted to see the fanfare going on in front of her house. Crowds gathered carrying a lot of goods and livestock.

Mr. Takur immediately climbed the stairs following Mr. Slamet.

"Samlet's mother" Mr. Takur bowed before Arvia.

"Sir, what's going on?" ask the mother to the father and ignore Mr. Takur.

You see the appearance of the mother is so beautiful and neat as if ready to welcome guests.

"Loh, I think I know, exactly" replied the father.

Vara who heard the crowd from her room immediately joined her father and mother.

Mr. Takur was immediately fascinated when he saw the presence of the woman he was about to apply for. A woman as beautiful as this will definitely improve the offspring, that is what Mr. Takur has in mind.

"Samlet's father, Ms. Slamet, let me express the purpose and purpose of Mr. Takur coming here, which is to propose to your child" said Oleng.

"What?!" shouted Mr. Slamet and his wife flabbergasted upon hearing Oreng's words.

Vara couldn't believe what she was hearing. I don't know what's in that eccentric guy's brain.

"Yes Mr. Slamet, Ms. Slamet, I came with a straight and sincere intention to marry Brother Vara," said Mr. Takur with a smile that spread even scary for Vara.

"Mr Takur, thank you, we appreciate Mr. Takur's righteous and sincere intentions" Arvia said. "Only, I as a parent objected, Sir," continued Arvia.

"Eh, why does Miss Slamet mind? How much dowry did I give this?" ask Mr. Takur.

"Olengs!" exclaim Mr. Takur.

Oleng immediately opened the suitcase he was carrying half-life while climbing the stairs of Mr. Slamet's house. Piles of money and gold jewelry were directly in front of them.

"It's a billion dollars, a set of gold jewelry as much as a kilogram, there are also land and house certificates" Mr. Takur explained the contents of his suitcase.

"Eh, how am I still doing, Mr Slamet? That's me also bringing a pot, five cows, and ten goats! Tell me what lack? I'll add it!" continued Mr. Takur.

"This is Mr. Takur, Mr. Takur's wife is already a lot! I don't want my son to be Mr. Takur's collection" replied Arvia diplomatically.

Mr. Takur was astonished to hear Arvia's explanation. Mr. Takur cast his gaze towards his wives who were among the crowd.

"If my wife were to divorce everything, what? Can't you?" ask Mr. Takur.

"All right!" shouted the wives of Mr. Takur.

"Mr Takur, I'm sorry that as a parent I don't agree to see Mr. Takur marry my son, but make Mr. Takur's wives widows!" said Arvia staring intently at Mr. Takur.

Mr. Takur again gasped. Her future father-in-law really can not be compromised.

"Mom Slamet, I'm serious Mom, want to propose to Mom's son! Rather than being a widow, I would rather just marry her?" Mr. Takur spoke again.

The Tuan Takur group stepped aside when they saw the motorcade that entered the yard of Mr. Slamet's house.

A man in a blue shirt got out of the car and his entourage. The man circulated his gaze, his eyebrows furrowed at the numerous palanquins and carts that filled the grounds. There are also tents and tables that have been arranged containing many dishes.

Riko smiled, in her heart she was so happy because her future in-laws really welcomed her this much.

Mr. Rusdy and Ms. Rumi also got out of the car with their family entourage. Bu Muji also invited Ms. Rudy and Bu Bejo as well as several other neighbors to participate in the event to propose to Vara.

"Richo!" exclaim Arvia welcomes the arrival of Riko and his entourage.

Vara was stunned to see the presence of Riko, as well as the father who could only stare.

What is Riko coming for? thought Vara wondering.

I immediately welcomed Mr. Rusdy.

"How are you all Mothers?" greet Arvia.

"Well, Miss Slamet," they answered compactly.

"Away too, yes, the village of Bu Slamet," said Bu Bejo.

"That's it, ma'am," Arvia chuckled.

"Vara," said Miss Rumi.

"Bu Rumi," Vara immediately greeted Bu Rumi.

Arvia immediately welcomed her neighbors whom she had not seen for a long time.

"Mother, I'm so bad, Mother welcomed me and my family so cheerfully" Riko told Arvia.

"Unlike that Riko, not knowing this Mr. Takur, it's weird," Arvia chuckled while throwing a skeptical look at Mr. Takur.

"Eh Mother, I am not strange! I am serious about proposing to Brother Vara to be my fifth wife" said Mr. Takur.

"What?!" sergeant Riko who immediately raised a sharp gaze towards the man with a strange appearance that seemed to challenge Riko.

"You want to propose to Vara?" ask Riko.

"Yes! I'm proposing to Dik Vara! Look, I've come with everything I can bring and I give to Dik Vara" replied Mr. Takur confidently.

Riko hid her smile.

You village people who are a village! His inner.

"Riko, already, don't care about Mr. Takur, let's just go inside the house" Arvia invited.

Arvia immediately brought her guest into the house.

"Vara, come on in!" arvia's orders.

"Sir Slamet! Miss Slamet!" mister Takur exclaimed as Arvia closed the door.

Mr. Takur snorted loudly, it felt very upset. He can't give up.

...*****...

Vara was still tense, she really could not believe what she was going through. Vara is sitting with her parents. Riko also sat cross-legged with her family. Riko threw a smile at Vara, but Vara just acted cold.

"Samlet sir, Ms. Slamet, thank you for receiving our arrival so well" Riko said.

"It was a surprise to see all of you coming" Mr. Slamet said towards Arvia.

Arvia smiled happily.

"Thank you for coming all the way here" said Arvia.

"Not far ma'am, as long as there are supporting transportation facilities," said Riko.

Riko's family nodded in agreement.

"Samlet sir, Ms. Slamet, must have known my intentions and goals with my family coming here" said Riko.

Mr. Slamet is still not separated from his taste.

"Samlet sir, Ms. Slamet, please allow me to propose to Vara to be my wife" said Riko, who felt quite merry.

Vara stiffened hearing Riko's words.

"Oh, of course, Riko!" sahut Arvia was enthusiastic.

"Vara is ready to be your wife" Arvia said.

"Mother!" sergeant Vara.

Arvia glared towards Vara.

"Sorry, Vara won't, Mom," said Vara immediately into her room.

"Vara!" exclaim Arvia immediately followed Vara.

Visible Riko's expression stiffened because Vara immediately rejected it without a shady aling-aling. All the Riko family looked at each other without saying a word.

...*****...

"Vara! You are yes, so rude! Riko and her family have come all the way here! How can you refuse Riko's good intentions?!" sergeant Arvia.

"According to Mother, you already have no reason to reject Riko!" continued Arvia.

"Mother! Vara doesn't want to marry Riko!" vara said firmly.

"Vara! You should be grateful that Riko still wants to accept you when you are already a widow!" toilet Arvia.

"Mother, I'm sorry, but Vara won't marry Riko! Vara doesn't love Riko!" sergeant Vara.

"Oh, what do you mean you still love your obscure ex-husband?! Your ex-husband just left you! Your ex-husband who was your soul mate who came down from the sky?!" cecar Arvia's.

"Mother, enough," said Mr. immediately mediate Vara and his mother.

...*****...

Riko snorted heavily as she exited the house and stood on the terrace. She was devastated that Vara had refused to return her proposal.

Mr. Takur who was still standing in the other corner of the terrace was seen watching Riko with a hostile look. He was still waiting for Oreng's arrival to bring more money.

Riko's eyes caught the group of men who seemed to be preparing on the edge of the yard to disperse the crowd. Get rid of the tent, tell the stretcher and cart bearers and the cow and goat herders to get out of the yard. The cars were immediately moved. The yard area was so vast it was completely sterilized.

Before long, a helicopter was seen slowly descending. The wind arising from the helicopter propeller seemed to ravage the crowd around it.

They were all astonished to see a figure that looked like it was descending from the sky coming out of a helicopter.

The tall, black-glassed man threw a glance at everyone who looked at him until he forgot to blink.

"Welcome, Mr. Roy," Herdi and Mr. Gunawan immediately welcomed their big boss.