The Preferred Priest Candidate

The Preferred Priest Candidate
Demanding His Rights (Zen)



Nana sits sweetly in front of the mirror, letting Zen's hands work off one by one the pentul and pin needles, as well as the accessories that decorate her head.


" If this is unplugged like gini, later the mummum does not turn into a sundel bolong right? " When plucking the konde-shaped ornament on Nana's head.


" If it changes, why? Mamm scared? "


" Hehehe. If the sundel bolong is this beautiful, Mamam will not refuse to be disturbed every day. " With Nana's head from behind. Then dyed the old Nana. " Thank you dear, have chosen Mamam to be the husband of Mumum. "


Nana reciprocated Zen's treatment by stroking Zen's cheek which was now on her shoulder.


" Together, my dear Mamam... Uh, Kangmas-ku nding! " Nana giggled after saying her sentence.


Again their romantic moments ended tragically because of Nana's actions.


" Zen Deck, there are your friends ahead. " Sukma's voice in front of the door.


" Where is Kangmas going? " Say Nana said. " Don't stay in Diajeng. " Nana prevented Zen from leaving by holding her hand.


" Want to stop! Mutung mam! "


Because it continues to be the material of Nana's guyonan, Zen became embarrassed and regretted having used the nickname noble for the mention of Nana's name when ijab qabul.


Nana gets closer to Zen. She timidly pressed her head against the back of her husband, saying softly. " thank you. Mamam has made Mumumum the luckiest woman in the world. " Unbeknownst to Nana, Zen smiled happily. Especially when you hear Nana's next sentence. " Mumum is in love with Mamam. "


" Mumum what the hell is that talking? " Zen pretended not to hear anything.


In front of Zen, Nana was silent. His face was reddened by enduring the shame. He who is usually very fluent in revealing whatever is in his mind to Zen, now like he is losing his identity.


" Mumum wants to ask for help, open the zipper shirt of Mumum. " Anna answered while turning her back to Zen.


Nana bit her lower lip, Kok so deg-degan kayak gini anyway!


Zen himself became even more anxious about Nana, because of this change in attitude.


Mommy loves you too, Mum!


***


Zen had gone out to see his guest and left Nana alone in the room. It was evening, Umam and all his crew had been home since afternoon. Inevitably, Nana had to tidy up her own wedding dress before being put in a large box with the Umamy Wedding logo on the cover.


" When are you going to shower? The water wants to blow this. " Shouted Rahmad's wife from the kitchen.


Before he and Zen entered the room, he asked for help to boil water on Rahmad's wife who happened to be in the kitchen. Since it was late at night, he wanted to take a bath using warm water.


" Yes, a minute! " Nana sped up the process of removing makeup from her face.


Before exiting the room, Nana checked the dresser again. Who knows there are still accessories or other objects left there. Because if something goes missing, Umam will definitely not stop nagging him.


Nana shifted the reddish parcels that filled her bed, until there was enough room to lay down her already fresh and fragrant body after taking a bath.


There was no five minutes waiting, Nana's vision felt increasingly blurred and finally he fell asleep alone among the parcels, which he had wanted to clean after straightening the spine for a while.


" Deck... Nana... Let's wake. "


" Hey? " Nana's shocked. " Why, Ma'am? " In a semi-conscious state he asked Sukma who had awakened him.


" That's a Zen Deck, you're sleeping. "


Hearing Sukma mention Zen's name, Nana immediately realized and sought the existence of a man who had been legally her husband.


" No stay, Dek... "


Without waiting for an answer from Nana or Zen, Sukma had disappeared from the presence of the new shopper couple. Because Sukma did not want to be the third among them.


" dear... " Said Nana while feeling the presence of belek in her eyes. Because he did not want to look ugly in front of Zen.


" Nyeyak was sleeping? " Nana nodded. " Em.. pity my Mumum, so wake up because of Mamam. "


Nana just remembered about her intention to squeeze the parcels from her bed, so that it could be occupied by Zen to rest.


" Uh! " Nana dyed.


Is it that neat?


So deep, Nana was not aware of the existence of Sukma and Yuni who worked together to clean up all the misalignments in her room. It is worth mentioning as a newlywed room.


" Why, baby? " Task Zen while sitting next to Nana.


Nana shakes. Pluks. A rubber hair fell right next to Nana. Panicking, Nana searches for objects around her that she can use to cover her head.


" Mumum why? " More astonished by the behavior of Nana who covered her head with prayer mats.


" Mamam kok not ingetin Mamum, make hijab anyway? "


Nana was embarrassed and at the same time uncomfortable. This was the second time Zen had caught him without wearing a hijab, after the first vidiocall incident.


Mom forgot what the hell? Maybe because of the new effect of waking up from sleep, Zen thought.


With a smile Zen shifted his body to get closer to Nana. Nana was afraid of Zen's unfavorable views and thoughts.


" What do you want to do anyway? " Tilt his body to create distance with Zen.


" Want to demand Mamam's right. "


" Mom! Don't be weird. Mumum yells! "


Nana's threats even make Zen more eager to demand his rights tonight.