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What Does This Marriage Mean to You?

Two days went by that meant a lot to Vita. The two people who had not known each other, now seemed to have known each other for a long time. They are not even too awkward anymore to just sit together in one room. Not infrequently, at nighttime sleep— they share one blanket the same, until they do not realize if one of them woke up first, then find themselves in a state of clinging to each other.

“Let me help,” said Yudha at the time of seeing Vita being troubled in front of the dishwasher sink.

“No need, let me—” but not get resolved because Vita felt her body lifted up, then shifted to the side. It was very easy for the man to get rid of his small body.

Vita noticed the way the man was washing. It seemed like he had never once done such a trivial job.

From the way it is really strange like a person who is in awe because it is very fast until his shardings clink hard. It was not until five minutes, and Yudha had finished doing so and looked at him with great pride.

“Already,” said confidently. “Quick right?”

“What is it like how Mas Yudha washes dishes?” Vita refrained from laughing.

“Lantas how?”

“That, that, that, is still dirty.” Vita tells the parts that are still greasy and foaming with pointed fingers.

“It's just foam. Won't make us die.”

“You are really!” vita's wrath began to rise in blood. “This is not helping even ngerecokin.”

“Ya, yes. Well, I see how you wash. Then I rinsed it.”

“No need.”

“Why not need?” Yudha approaches Vita to ask for a share of the place.

“Yeah, move aside. Again doing here-here all.”

“I want to help you.”

“What way did I tell you?” vita said grumbling. He turned his body and looked at Yudha in annoyance. But what I saw was just a smile.

“Anger is part of the satanic nature,” Yudha said moments later.

“Don't forget the demons are also equally fond of tempting humans.”

“Because we have two qualities possessed by demons, we are both equally demons.”

“Nak only!” spray Vita back to do his job again rinsing dishes that have not been done. But a moment later, Yudha again teased him by sticking soap foam onto Vita's cheek while chuckling as usual.

“Yasalam.”

Vita turned around and glared at him. “Basic sucks!”

“Continue your work, I will not bother you anymore,” he said without feeling guilty.

“I can't believe it. You love to lie.”

“This time is not.”

“Long.”

“No.”

Vita easily believed. The girl turned back to face the sink. But unexpectedly, Yudha positioned herself behind him like she was hugging. He went back to repeating like yesterday when they were in the river, cleaning each other's hands and twisting each other's fingers.

The bodies of the two bristled when they touched each other. From this close position, they both felt a strange rumble that they had never felt before. Vita bit her lips strongly in order to resist the sudden desire. Yudha's charm is hard to resist. The man was too perfect for her that he was lulled in a glimmer of hope.

Vita wondered to herself. From the way he treated her, had Yudha started to be interested in him?

Can he just get that guy to pick her up before he marries another girl?

Sometimes, Vita was so curious about the beauty of Rahma; the woman who first entered into the life of Yudha. Overall, is she more beautiful than him?

Vita is discouraged, aware of her who comes from a mediocre family.

***

“Nah, well. Not wrong ‘kan? If residents here call them for adultery,” chirps the three mothers who are passing in front of his house. Coincidentally, Vita was sweeping on the porch of the house.

“Iya, if not fornicate, surely the man who he said happened to stop by has gone home, right, from yesterday. The proof of the car is still there. Indeed they are both demen kayaknya.”

“But fitting at home Mr RT yesterday they dodged to admit.”

“Luck remains married to the head of RT yes, Bu-Mother!” another timpal with a thin mouth.

“Now if not, our village can be dirty as they behave.”

Vita does not accept it is still always rumored so by a number of people. It's obvious he's angry. His ears are not deaf. He throws pebbles at them. “Racaine now!”

“Eh watch out for mothers! He's crazy like his father who killed himself like.” The three people looked at him cautiously. But because they have not stopped insinuating it, making Vita again pick up the stone. But this time he took an even bigger one as big as an adult fist.

“Yeah, can break my head!” The three men ran in fear.

Those clear eyes started to reminisce given his very bad name. Even the journey of life is still very long. But just the beginning already feels so painful.

“What's the matter, rame-rame?”

Yudha's voice made her wipe away her tears to make her unknown to the man. She did not want to be judged as a whiny woman.

“Leave you explain so they know. Do not use hardness.”

“I was lazy to stiffen with them. Just throw stones let them go.”

“But that way won't solve the problem.”

“Lazy once solved the problem with them. Their heads are stupid, stupid, rusty and narrow. All they have in their heads is land, money, clothes, houses, jewelry. So in vain I explained because what I explained would not connect. They'll just connect if I speak one of those.”

“If you are like this, they will even consider you a person less sane.”

“Let's just. Never mind. I was lazy to think about it,” concluded Vita then went into the room. Quietly inside there Vita escaped tears. He's not as strong as he looks. His heart is very fragile and easily broken.

“Vit ...” Tok tok!

Yudha knocks on Vita's door so she can open the door for him.

“Vit! Let me talk to you.”

There's no answer.

“Actually there is an important thing that I have to talk about,” continued Yudha again.

Hearing important words made Vita finally want to open the door.

“What ...your leg is completely healed?” ask Yudha carefully.

“Why, Mas Yudha want to go home now?” guess it without missing.

“I asked, have your feet healed?” repeat Yudha because the answer that came out of Vita's mouth, does not match the question.

“Don't I tell you from the beginning, I'm fine you stay? Why do they still survive here. Your family and your woman are even more important than me. New hick you know.”

“I just want to take responsibility for my mistake. I'll be calmer when I leave you in good shape.”

‘So just because of that mistake Mas Yudha treated me so well? Looks like I got this wrong.’

“Come home,” said Vita finally for not being able to say anything else let alone hold her back.

“Yes, they are very much waiting for me there.”

And for the third time, Vita felt her face become strange. His eyes became sore. His lips trembled and his body became limp as if it had partially disappeared. He thought his body was like this due to lack of sleep. But the truth is not. Because over time the salt water coming from his eyes again gushed out without cueing.

“I am indeed not worth it to assume you exist,” lirihnya stammered.

And it was then that Yudha understood that the girl had harbored a feeling for her and hung up hope.

“Vita ...,” said Yudha saw it so pity. He became a man who went wrong. Yudha held his shoulder, his lips were about to say something but somehow it was so heavy to just move.

Vita looked up her eyes, venturing into the man who had cut a wound in her heart. “Now, I ask. What does this marriage mean to you?”

Yudha stared fixedly at the black eyeball. He was increasingly unable to say a word because his tongue was too faint. The man slowly removed both his hands from the shoulders of the girl in front of him.

Vita was embarrassed to ask such a question. She was like a woman begging for love for a man. But she must clarify this relationship—at least the word talak so that she is not bound and becomes a free woman. In order to get married again to another man.

“Do not be burdened. Just say a talaq for me before you go,” said Vita again before he finally closed the door.

A few hours passed. They kept each other in separate places. Without eating, without drinking, without speaking, completely silent.

Unable to stand in a state of silence, Yudha approached Vita to her room. He saw the girl sleeping curled up. But Yudha knew that Vita was not really asleep—but just pretended that she did not ask him to speak.

“Vita ...,” call Yudha turn over Vita's body that turns her back. And sure enough, when Yudha saw his face, she immediately saw the melt of tears that had just come down from where it came from, followed by the sound of sobbing that sounded so bitter. He did not know what feeling was enveloping him until he became so full.

“So, you consider this wedding really?”

“How could Mas Yudha think that our marriage was feigned?” vita said somewhat jerking. “I think you know better than me without me explaining it.”

Vita's answer made him realize that he had committed a great sin because he had considered a trivial bond of marriage.

Yudha wiped away the point of water flowing from Vita's eyes and grabbed Vita's body into her arms. “Then, please forgive your husband,” he said admitting error.

Vita did not reply, only a sobbing sounded from her lips. Because love makes him weak and whiny like this. Inwardly, he shouted at his own stupidity. ‘I like him who loves other women. Doesn't that sound silly?’

The rain fell rattling from above the house, which grew increasingly swift interspersed with thunderous sounds. As the air grew colder, Yudha increasingly tightened her arms to seek warmth in the body of the woman she already considered to be her wife.

Yudha's eyes could not fall asleep. Frankly, his desire is getting dusty because it takes too long to stay like this with a girl. Moreover, the girl was halal for him to touch.

Yudha looked up at Vita's chin that looked a little prominent and whispered, “Your husband wants you.”

Without being able to resist, Vita resigned herself. It was also in her attempt to make Yudha love her. In the hope, the man will cancel his marriage to another woman.

An hour had passed, both of them had dissolved into the whirlpool that was rolling the surface. The sweat falling on each other signifies how hard they work tonight.

***

TO BE CONTINUED.

Please jan buli me if typo. Beteweh I sniffed in the workshop while servicing the kumel duck which sounded loud.