Three Years Different

Part 27: The Sudden Marriage

Every day, Mardiyah was always in the hospital, which was under the auspices of the Adiwangsa family. He should have realized that this was the Adiwangsa hospital. Even keeping Lutfan was alternating with Jafar, Alma, and others. After making up with Alma, he did feel closer. His mind was wrong, in fact Umm Salamah who loved Alma more. Umma Sarah always loved him.

Childish indeed.

As time went on too, out of nowhere Lutfan suddenly agreed to the marriage. Even that in the middle of the night that he did not expect, fortunately, there was currently Kiai Bashir.

"Now, Le?"

Lutfan nodded. "Yes, Cake."

"Yes, Grandpa call your mother first."

Kiai Bashir didn't just contact Umm Sarah. He also contacted a penghulu whom he knew well. While Mardiyah was silent sitting on the sofa, without looking at Lutfan.

In-she's serious? inner Mardiyah.

"Lo .. What's the dowry?"

Mardiyah was silent for a moment. "Whatever you can afford."

An hour of waiting, the ruler came, and the judge too. Next Umma Sarah asked herself to make up a little, without changing clothes just tidying up the veil. The inside, he said, is being carried out. I don't know why his heart suddenly beat. Lutfan gave him a dowry a set of prayer tools, as well as a ring that he had somehow bought.

"Later when it's over, we're in, kid. You nervous, aren't you?"

Mardiyah. "No, Umma. Just ... Mardiyah's heart is pounding."

Umma Sarah smiled faintly. Soon the door of Lutfan's room opened, Kiai Bashir, the ruler and the judge. After that, he suddenly asked her to stand up, pushing her slowly to enter, without following her behind.

"Lo's in? In ... where, Umma?"

Mardiyah took a seat in a single chair directly facing Lutfan. "He's outside."

"O-oh."

Mardiyah raised her right hand, putting it right on Lutfan's lap.

"Lo nga-ngapain?"

"the ring." Mardiyah looked up at Netra Lutfan. "You don't intend to pair?"

Lutfan panicked, suddenly he took out a ring under his blanket, about to touch Mardiyah's hand he trembled a little. The woman next to him seemed to be silently staring at him.

"Still long?"

Lutfan. He left Mardiyah's right hand for the first time, soft really soft. The gold ring is placed on the wife's ring finger. A second finished, Lutfan sighed softly.

"Hand," said Mardiyah.

What's he doing? inner Lutfan who really does not understand the meaning of Mardiyah. So that the second where he realized, Mardiyah had already pulled her hand.

"Eh? You want ... what else?"

Mardiyah looked at Lutfan. "Congratulations."

"O-oh." Lutfan let Mardiyah kiss the back of his hand. One second, two seconds, three seconds, up to five seconds passed and Mardiyah finally took off the kiss and returned to her seat. "Udah?"

"Hm. It's." Already."

The clock shows at 22.45 WIB. The marriage took place at night, but Mardiyah contacted Alma, Devina's sister and Regita without explaining the marriage. He just said that, he's getting married to Lutfan.

"Son, this is a signature first" said Umma Sarah gave the files that need to be signed. "Oh yes, Umma between Grandpa was not pa-pa? Your grandfather was tired, his legs suddenly hurt," said Umma Sarah.

Lutfan nodded. "ye-yeah, Umma. No pa-pa. Grandpa but all right, Umma? Didn't you check it first?"

Umma Sarah shook her head. "No. Your grandfather rested at home. Umma's coming back maybe two dozen."

"No, Umma. Let Mardiyah take care of Lutfan." The man looks at her. "If Umma wants to come here, then after dawn. Umma should also rest."

Umma Sarah smiled faintly, and drew closer to Mardiyah. He slightly lowered his head right on this sitting Mardiyah forehead.

"Umma, take Lutfan, will you?"

...🌺...

Until one in the morning Mardiyah had not closed her eyes. Even Lutfan was just pretending, somehow suddenly Lutfan felt like urinating. But it is not like, because the guard is Mardiyah, not Grandpa or Mas Jafar or other men.

"Do you need anything?" Mardiyah.

"No."

If I go down I'll take care of him. Did I pee until the morning? inner Lutfan who is completely out of ideas to just want to throw urine.

Mardiyah is his wife. Just a few hours ago, she became a wife. Impossible right, he asked for help that was too personal? Even he was afraid, Mardiyah refused outright.

"Lutfan."

"Yes?"

His net widened, when he saw Mardiyah already standing in front of him.

"If sung. Why am I your wife?"

Lutfan really couldn't guess Mardiyah's mind. The net back, he took a sitting position with the help of Mardiyah.

"Gue .. I want to go to the bathroom" said Lutfan.

Mardiyah's gaze was no longer flat and sharp. Nerta was sad even tend to look at him gently even without a smile.

"You what?"

"Yes-yes according to you? What if people need to go to the bathroom?"

Mardiyah was silent for a moment. "much. You can't shower. What do you want?"

"City ..." Lutfan lowered his head, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment. "You're pissing."

Mardiyah nodded. "Wait here. I'll take the bedpan."

"Eh no no." Lutfan pulled Mardiyah's arm, so failing was his intention to turn around. "No, Mar. I want to piss in the bathroom."

"Tempo?"

Instantly Lutfan's cheeks turned red, when Mardiyah plainly said that.

"I'm your wife" added Mardiyah.

Lutfan fell silent, taking off his hand grip on Mardiyah's arm. "But you don't have to do this. I can still go to the bathroom."

"Your feet hurt, Lutfan," recalled Mardiyah who directly held Lutfan's shoulders. "You really feel awkward?"

Lutfan nodded.

"Then think of me as usual. Think of me as your brother, like a little girl."

Lutfan.

"Why can't it?"

Lutfan looked at Mardiyah with a glare. "Mar, you crazy? Tell me to tell you Brother is now lo it's my wife."

"Then consider me your wife" said Mardiyah.

Lutfan clucked in annoyance, lowering both of Mardiyah's hands from the sides of her left and right shoulders.

"Gue can be alone. Move aside."

Mardiyah. "Lutfan, are you actually accepting me as a wife or not?"

"What the hell do you mean? Not clear!" Lutfan's hand was already pulling the side of the wheelchair, he was trying to shift his numb legs. "Soge, Mar."

Mardiyah spontaneously pulled the wheelchair and kept it away from Lutfan. As soon as possible he passed to the bathroom, took the male potty and quickly returned to Lutfan.

"Wear it" said Mardiyah.

Lutfan brushed off the potty.

"Do you need me to help?"

Lutfan clucked in annoyance. "What, the hell Mar? You're not ashamed, are you?"

"No."

"Lo-"

Mardiyah refuted, "You're my husband, Lutfan."

"It's only been a few hours." Lutfan looked up at Mardiyah. "And now. Don't you know how to be ashamed to help me?"

Mardiyah lowered her head and said softly, "I'm your wife. Why should I be ashamed, Lutfan? Even if I am in your position, I am never ashamed to ask for help. The one who helped me was my own husband."