The Story of an Early Marriage

The Story of an Early Marriage
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Bi Ratna just fell silent at my words. He was glad to hear I was out of punishment. But he doesn't seem to know what kind of response. Maybe she was a little surprised by my decision to finally get engaged to the handsome Charming man I hated.


“Beauty means nothing now Bi. If you can not choose the man who dreamed so far.”


Bi Ratna remained silent with my statement.


“What Bi Ratna has ever opened an email from Senopati Adi Raka,” suddenly I did that to the woman my mother devoted to taking care of me since I was in first grade high school.


Bi Ratna just shook her head. “I dare not open anything without a sepengatahuan Non Feby.”


For now I just want my marriage and the marriage later with Handsome Charming hidden from the knowledge of Senopati Adi Raka.


“Why is that so, Non?”


Because this love is only for him. The promises and vows that have been said before carry this determination only for him. A heart that will not be broken by anything.


“Because I don't want him to get hurt,” I replied to Bi Ratna after a long time of thought.


My Handsome Charming Handling may happen. The wedding may take place shortly after. But for me, that marriage will never mean anything. I will continue to offer this heart to the one who has made the vow of living.


“Then what about the email that might have been sent thousands of times by Senopati Adi Raka after he also could not contact the HP number that was deliberately turned off by his father Non Feby?”


Bi Ratna's question made me a little excited. Millions of words of longing may have also been


it was written from thousands of emails. Senopati certainly faithfully awaits every reply to the romantic and beautiful words. He will always wait for content on Feby Romansa Orange youtube account.


“But he already knows about my condition, Bi. He knew I was under the watchful eye of an old man. We met at the hotel during my escape. Let's hope he understands this situation,” me


trying to answer Bi Ratna's question earlier.


“So Neng Feby ever run away from this house?”


“Running from the punishment warehouse. But somehow my parents could find me back at the Samudra Hotel. Only Senopati Adi Raka told me about my whereabouts there at that time. I waited


his presence. She just came after dad and mom came first.”


Bi Ratna nodded her head in understanding every single thing I did


tell me. Not to forget I also told the incident when Senopati tried to snatch me from the grasp of my parents in the elevator.


“Saddened by her story, Non Feby,” without feeling the tears Bi Ratna flowed hard to hear the story


my escape.


“Don't be sad Bi Ratna. Because someday I'm sure our love will be reunited. This farewell is only temporary,” I hold Bi Ratna's hand. “Later when the laptop has returned my father to me. I'm gonna


back to hand it to Bi Ratna. If there is an email asking for the existence of this self from Senopati. Let's just say I'm going through a period of education by my family and can't be connected by any media, yes.”


“Good Non.”


“Tell him later. This education didn't take long. Just a matter of months. I'll go back to him. This relationship can start again."


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Since this morning it began when the sun rose in the east. Nature today is not as it always is.  I who woke up earlier than early yesterday could watch the morning sun look bigger than usual. From the pool where I used to swim in the morning freely watching the small storms around the sun so that the light of the giant ball looks like a wave, sometimes it looks half a circle and then intact again a few moments later.


The touch of sunlight was burning on the surface of my face. The pain made me spontaneously just wipe the face wipe full of acne curse that grew since I was a child. The pain that became more and more when I kept staring at the sunlight. Until I could no longer endure this pain. The growing pain made my skin feel like it wanted to date. I immediately ran to the room to see what was going on with my face in the mirror of my wardrobe inside the room.


"Geez!!" I screamed alone to see my own face.


All the pimples on the surface of my skin peeled off one after another. Those acne skin fragments splattered on the floor.


Is this all or just a dream? I tried to bite my tongue hurt, I tried to hit my thighs so hurt. All this is real.


I looked back at the mirror. It was like seeing a stranger's face. A face I don't know even though I'm sure it's my face. Apparently the peeling skin has made my face different from usual.


The change made me want to ask my mother. Actually what happened to me. I ran away


go downstairs to see my mother.


My mother who was in her room was surprised to see my presence. He looked at my face and my face was full of astonishment. While my dad just finished the shower doesn't recognize me the same


once.


"Who are you?" snapped my father's ferocious.


"Dad! Mama!" call me.


"Handsome!" my mother began to recognize me after a moment of silence.


"Mother" I hugged my mother. My mom returned the hug.


But suddenly my father broke that embrace. He pushed me violently. Until I almost fell.


"Dad!" I don't know why my father didn't recognize me.


"He's our son, Mas!" my mom snapped at my dad.


"Where are our children from?" my father is still astonished.


Then my mother woke me from my position driven by my father.


"I'm Handsome, Dad!"


"Looky you tell me why your face could turn out like this!" mom said.


"I don't know Mom myself, could it be that my face has healed."


My confession made my father look at me more closely. Look at my whole body. Then hold my collar. His hand then stretched out my shirt which was on the shoulder. There was a little tofu fly there.that's the time my dad tried to prove that I was really Handsome Charming from a mole on my shoulder.


"My son is handsome" he said, hugging me. It seems my father was convinced that I was his son. "Look at our son as handsome as his name suggests" my father let go of his embrace.


"Has the acne curse healed, Mom?" I'm still curious.


"First of all, I can only thank God Almighty for what happened to you, Son. But this is just the beginning of everything."


 


 


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