The Tikung Kopnephews

CHAPTER 35.

Rizal pov's.

I am very happy that soon I will marry the love of my heart, a woman who is cheerful, smiling, friendly and the main thing is that she respects in my view of the women I knew before.

My parents have applied officially and have set our wedding date. All the preparations are done, even our files have been taken care of, have entered the village and I'm a month before the day H.

Now in fifteen days we will wade into a new life. Saturday afternoon after me and her work I'm going to my parents' house in the provincial town to finish things that feel left behind, because I'm taking my leave next week, and got a letter to the boss.

But Sunday afternoon when I was on my way back to my city to work I got word that my dear lady had an accident, she fell out of an angkot on her way down.

I am still half the way to drive my motorcycle to get to the hospital that was reported by my future in-laws earlier. I panicked, and continued to bet do'a, so that nothing bad happened.

Half an hour before arriving at the hospital my phone rang, but I ignored it, I wanted to get to the hospital immediately to see my daughter. My phone rang a few times, I kept quiet, for fear of hearing the news that no-no.

Arriving at the hospital I was even waited for by people who did not want me to meet. Sandra's dad.

He said that if Dini is not in this hospital, he said early injured and taken to the masseuse, he will deliver to the destination.

I who initially panicked with thoughts that did not-not become relieved, it was not dangerous accident that befell the woman of my dreams.

I asked for the address of the masseur, but he said I just got in the car, I was too tired to drive a motorcycle for almost two hours.

I am tired, tired physically and mind just according to it, and my motorbike was taken by his friend.

But it turned out that beyond my estimation, I was taken to a house that said the house of a masseuse, and which was almost an hour's drive from the hospital.

And it turns out I'm going to be married to her son. It turns out that sandra and her mother already have dusana and sandrapun already wear clothes to akad. kebaya complete like most brides.

Threatened and surrounded by three fat people holding a machete and machete I was forced to say my marriage hijab with sandra.

They gave me a paper I had to memorize for the wedding ijab. In the name of Sandra and her father, I was forced to memorize it several times, so that it would be smooth during her qabul.

Finally Ijab qabul was said from my mouth to marry sandra. My chest is as tight as a big rock, my head is like breaking because it is still thinking about my woman .Premature.

finished the process of ijab qabul I was brought back with the car earlier, added with sandra that was always attached to me and his mother.

I was taken to a house that turned out to be still in my boarding village and not too far from my dream woman's house.

Arriving at the house it was almost midnight, eleven o'clock at night to be exact.

But when going down from the car, it turns out all the car doors are blocked by some police. I, who was still shocked by the impromptu and threatening marriage, was further shocked by the police's remarks about the arrest of the hit-and-run perpetrator.

I immediately asked the police who the perpetrator was and who the victim was.

My heart seemed to escape from my chest cavity, it turns out that Sandra's father accidentally hit the angkot in early riding when early was down, so early fell on the asphalt and his head hit the pavement.

Dini was rushed to a hospital in a provincial city due to bleeding in the head.

I was angry and almost slapped her father Sandra and scolded her, it turns out I was framed, I was forced to marry her son while my woman was struggling between life and death.

The police officer who had been waiting from earlier caught his father, Sandra, and his mother screaming hysterically when his father was taken by the police.

I was just silent.dead it felt like my mind and mind at that time. sculpting, like there was no life.I imagine an early age that might be critical.

I was made aware of the grip and pull of the hand of the sandra who wanted to invite me into his house, but I tepis, which I thought only early.

I don't know where my bike and my bag are, I intend to just walk to the boarding house, calm my mind by morning.

To go to the early house asking about early is impossible, it is already midnight and for sure no one is home.

When I was going out of the courtyard of the sandra house I saw my motorbike parked on the side. it turns out my motorbike was delivered here by the person earlier. The pigtails are still hanging in place, and my backpack is still on the bike.

I picked up my bike and left, Sandra and her mother were telling me not to go.

Until I got bored I went straight into my room and looked for my phone in my backpack. And the battery runs out, soon I cas hpku. while hp I cas I clean the body for a while, do not shower, just change clothes only.

Finished clean-up I turned on my phone. turns out many unanswered pagilan from his early father, mother and also my father.

I first opened the message from my father early, because it is impossible to call back, it is almost one night.

Camer ⁇ ️:

" Kiddo Rizal.in the early accident fell from the angkot while descending".

" Rizal son.. was taken to the hospital early *********** ".

"Rizal's name... early on refer to the hospital ******** in the provincial city, due to bleeding in his head.hence brought tonight ".

"Son rizal... Where is it?. Why not pick up the phone?".

" Young rizal .. early will do a live operation tonight ".

Lots of messages and calls from early dad. I'm sorry, why didn't I just pick up the phone, I just speeded to get to the hospital. It turns out I was rumored that early on moving hospital. I'm sorry ... don't pick up the phone....

Wa from my parents is not much different from his father early, because they also accompanied the parents early in the provincial hospital .

I saw the clock was almost two o'clock, I was getting angry considering when I was forced to marry sandra, held by a machete and machete.

I also hurt it turns out that the accident was caused by his father Sandra, hopefully he was punished severely.

I'm not going to continue this marriage, because I already have future plans early on.

It's up to Sandra and her parents to do. I don't care.

My eyes cannot sleep until morning .Do'a so that I can escape the problems I face.

After I finished praying, I ventured to call her father Dini, asking for the early news of the surgery last night.

His father said early in the operation, but still did not wake up until dawn.

To my surprise, it turns out that last night Sandra and her father sent to her father early about the ijab qabul that I did last night.

I'm trying to explain it. Tell me what happened last night.

He was angry, but did not immediately scold me, just ask me not to meet early for a time that has no limits.

I'm scared. fucked up.. disappointed in yourself .

I cried in silence, it all happened so suddenly, that I felt like a game in the family of Sandra...

I will try to get my dream back early.I hope Dini and her family can accept me back.

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