
Every woman must have a wish - a wish to marry a loved man, and get the blessing of both their parents. About being able to throw a fancy party, just ignore it! Most importantly, the bride and groom are surrounded by loved ones and also feel the happiness of the bride.
Unfortunately that doesn't apply to me. I married a man who loved another woman. His body belongs to me, but his heart belongs to another woman. Then more ngenes, I married without accompanied by a complete parent. There's only a father. It was also in a sick condition and finally left me gone for a long time, right after the qobul ijab was over. True - true sadness complete package. But yes, maybe this is the destiny I have to go through. The important thing is that I have done my darma of service to Pak Bani at the end of his life. About my marriage to the big baby boy? It can also be adapted to the situation and conditions.
The first day after I became a wife as well as an orphan is to wake up with a puffy face and look chaotic.
It's not because I cried from the pain after the first night, or the chaos of a wild, hot romance with my husband. But because this heart is still hit by accepting the destiny that I have to live. It feels like all this is a nightmare.
I just stared at the bustle of two brothers who were busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen. They seem to panic because they have to go to the office and go to school immediately. Accustomed served maids make their action this morning look ridiculous. Unfortunately, their ridiculous behavior I just ignored. I am still sad. I am even more sad when I see the kitchen is scattered due to the action of two brothers who are now officially my husband and sister-in-law.
I heard Aksa and Yuna were arguing over which sugar and which salt. So they argue about where the coriander is and where the pepper is. Guaranteed they will be confused with two similar spices but not the same. And stupidly they are reluctant to taste the two objects but are busy arguing. I'm so tepok jidat, man.
"What do you want to eat?" My rebuke made the two look simultaneously at me.
"Mr.... Yuna was confused about making breakfast." Yuna slammed into my arms. Big baby boy just grimaced.
"You just sit down! Let me cook."
Submissively, the two brothers sat in a simple dining room in my house.
I immediately attacked the water, then checked the contents of the magic com. It turns out that there is still rice leftover saguri last night. Then there's the rest of the side dishes too.
"You want some fried rice, or some leftover side dish last night?" I offer two options.
"Fried rice.." answered the two of them compactly.
"Gue immediately prepared the fried rice seasoning. Let's hurry, the spice deliberately I'm not ulek. I just shake and cut it fine. Emergency, Dude. Yuna's hunt is late for school.
I serve a bitter cup of coffee to the big baby. And a glass of sweet tea for my sister-in-law. Then continue cooking fried rice.
I served cooked fried rice to Aksa and Yuna.
"Mother don't eat?" ask Yuna.
"Entar! Ma'am isn't hungry."
"From yesterday, you haven't eaten yet." Yuna reminded me again.
"Yes, I'll eat. I didn't go to the office today." Honestly, I have no appetite.
"Let me call my mom to accompany you." Aksa tried to show her concern as a husband.
"No need, pity your mother will be tired. Yesterday all day preparing the saggy," I refused. It is only a day to be a son-in-law, but it has been troublesome budhe Harsono eh mother-in-law. Please understand if I still do not call my mother-in-law the name budhe.
"What are you doing alone?" Again Aksa asked. There was a worried tone that I caught, making my heart suddenly feel warm.
I nodded, but the look of anxiety still appeared on the faces of my husband and sister-in-law.
"Then, I'll get a work permit. Let the temporary papi take my place sit in the office." Aksa chose to accompany me.
"Yes yes. Mas Aksa just got married. Mas Aksa and Mbak Fiza honey moon...!" Yuna blinked - a naughty blink. Aksa immediately nudged his sister's eel.
"You're a kid you can't be a pervert!"
I was wrong. Especially alluding to the topic of honey moon. I remember Aksa saying that she felt like she was playing with a sword - a sword if she made love to me. Hadu..du.du. I'm still sad anyway.
"Gue ante me first!"
Yuna parting while cipika - cipiki to me.
"While waiting for Mas Aksa back, Ma'am Fiza and the beautiful! You see Yuna wants to be called aunt and nephew soon. Hehehe..." Yuna is still trying to make me joke. It turns out that today's children understand more about newlyweds than I do.
I just smiled. In my heart I am.
"Please ask your brother not to be with me!"
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I just finished cleaning my late room. While clean, I also while daydreaming nostalgia as a child first. Since Elementary School, my family has indeed been intact, and now I really left alone.
Tears flowed back in my eyes, when I remembered the words of the late bokap about the nyokap that was present in his dream. Had I responded quickly with the premonition conveyed by the bokap, surely I would have spent my time to accompany him. I will choose to chat with a bokap and save every second of memories with him for me to keep in my heart. I'll be next to my bokap instead of being Aksa's assistant.
But never mind, sorry useless. The past let it pass. Now I'm happy to meet again. I'm also grown up and working, so I can be left alone. Though my heart, sakiiit...
The sound of knocking on the door and greeting, breaking my daydream. I rushed out of the room to open the door.
"Bobby, Sam, Great, and Cross." I missed one - one Bobby and the gank personnel who now stand at my doorstep.
"Sorry, Za. We just got here. We didn't know Bokap Lo died if I didn't read someone named Yuna's comments on ig, Lo."
"Thank you guys. Let's go in."
I encourage my friends to come into the house. In an orderly manner, they entered and sat in the guest chair.
"Sorry my house is still a mess. You have not eaten yet. Eat yuk, but the side dishes were left over last night."
"Yeah, Za. We're not here to eat kalee...."
I nyengir. "Sorry, Dude! You see, if you meet, you make me remember when we were snacking for a bite of rice."
"Za, why don't you tell us that you're sick." Bobby the leader immediately interrogated me.
"Gue didn't think, Bob. Because I was panicking so this blank brain. You know, I'm alone. You guys are also in college. I'm disinclined, Sob," I replied while looking down deeply for feeling unwell.
"Lo it's too, Za. I consider him a brother. Even though we're not together anymore." Bobby reminded us of the status of the five of us. Once a friend remains friends.
"Yes sorry. uh I made you a drink first. You guys want an angel or a cold."
I try to melt the atmosphere. Actually, my fault is also because it does not tell my sohibs. How selfish of me. They are friends and struggles.
"Entar, Za! We just came to make sure Lo was all right."
"Yes I..." My words did not continue, because the sound of a car that stopped in front of the house. Aksa came home while carrying a package.
"Assalamualaik."
"Getishalight." Sohib - my chum answered the greetings and turned to Aksa.
"Lho Za, this is not his friend mas Lanang the same julid Lo?' Bobby pointed at Aksa. I just grinned. How is it clear, huh?
Tbc