Wedding On Paper

Perfect Marriage - 38

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Selly passed out, left the rose villa, and walked down the sandy streets past some of the residents' houses.

"Actually what am I to them? Do they think of me as a child, or do they think of me as a puppet? ... Why the hell! Mothers always impose their will. Never once did they listen to his son's wishes. They always forced me to do what was their goal. Argh... that sucks! It felt like I wanted to just disappear from this earth," his grunts inwardly, Selly also kicked a garbage bottle in front of him, slowly. Because if it's too tight he's afraid of someone.

"It's not the girl who was alone last night with a guy, is it?" whispered one of the mothers who was there.

"Yes, he's the son of the owner of the rose villa there."

"Child today if away from parents can not be trusted ya."

"He's Mr. Setyono's son, I don't think yes, pretty-beautiful can do pervert."

The sound of rumors from mothers who were arranging fish in the court, faintly sounded in Selly's ears. Selly made it so emotional to hear it, wanting to clarify the rumor. But he can't convince people just like that with his talk.

Selly clenched both of her hands. He again accelerated his pace to leave the court, and went to the coast.

He sat his body in a gazebo on the beach. His mind was still plagued with the words of the gossip mothers earlier.

"I should marry Dr. Andre?  ... But it's impossible! Argh... Oh my God.. I have to how is this?" inner Selly, bent her knees and hugged her and hid her face between her knees. He was really frustrated with last night's problems.

The incident last night seemed to run like a round of film in his mind. The words of the gossip mums that ring in both ears, as well as the words of his father and mother that still fill his head.

Ah, really his head felt like it was about to explode to think about all those problems.

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That instant, at the residence of Nek Yuni's house.

"What!" Pekik Mayang shortly after Andre told the incident last night. "Then how's Bang?"

"Abang brought Selly to his room, kept suddenly the lights in the whole room turned off so, and when Abang laid Selly on the bed he woke up, yelling and then fitting the lights on, and when he put Selly on the bed, both of his parents are already on the doorstep of the room" Andre explained.

Mayang was again stunned, the girl could only gawk as Andre began to retell, how the wound on his lips could exist. Until finally he was declared to be responsible and married Selly.

"Woe... Brother! I really can't believe it. Oh God, thank God, I am so happy to hear that." Mayang was even grateful for joy, like a child who got a lottery prize.

"Darling..you this is why! Your brother is again in trouble,” Nek Yuni protested..

"Grandmother, this is good news ... Brother is going to marry Selly. Sally's sister, the woman who has always liked the brother who was the brother of yesterday-yesterday. Even I was aiming for him to make him as my brother-in-law," said Mayang who seemed so happy to hear the news.

"Yes, but I don't want to get married because of such accusations!" exclaim Andre by putting up a mimic of his annoyed face.

"Yes then just explain it like this." Mayang change his sitting position looks more firm as if to demonstrate something.

"How ... cool isn't it?" Mayang moved his eyebrows up and down, asking for the opinion of his Brother and Grandma.

However, instead of being amazed at what the beautiful girl showed, Andre and the Grandma even laughed to see the pretentious Mayang become a wise man.

"Why are you laughing at me!" his grunts instantly crossed both hands on his chest while flicking his lips, feeling annoyed.

"You're a basic-it's just fine!" andre said chuckling crisply. The initially a little stressful situation, now changed instantly into a cheerful atmosphere full of laughter. Laughter between the three of them had not subsided until finally the arrival of Uncle Dori again made the atmosphere become silent.

After speaking at length and receiving advice from Uncle Dori and Grandma, finally Andre made a unanimous decision about the incident last night.

"Okay Uncle, then now we just go there," asked Andre. Mayang who does not want to miss, he whines to be invited there, he certainly does not want to miss important moments like this.

"Yes, then we go there everything, just like Grandma too," said Dori. They all agreed and prepared first.

Andre felt so pounding, he did not expect that he had to go so far. Moreover, he did not believe that the time could be this fast. It turns out that it is true, God is all things, if indeed it is the way it will still be met.

"How does your brother look?" asked Andre so out of the room and approached Mayang who was in the middle room.

"Guabe!!! That's so cool, Bang. It fits, right." Mayang brandished his two thumbs, indicating Andre's appearance was so cool.

After everything was done, they immediately went to the rose villa.

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Now everyone is sitting around on the sofa in the living room. Setyo is quite surprised by the arrival of Dori, Andre and his sister and grandmother.

Ningsih served drinks to all of them on the table.

"Look at Mr. Setyo, so before Nak Andre conveys his good intentions of coming here. Andre wants to clarify in advance about the incident last night," said Dori opened the conversation.

"Alright, please." Setyo invited Andre to speak first.

With a feeling of palpitations and cold sweat that begins to pour on the forehead, as well as the skin of the body that feels bristling. Andre was all his strength to gather all his energy to make himself dare to talk to Setyo whose face looked quite fierce.

Slowly Andre also spoke, he explained in advance about the incident last night that made them misunderstand him. Setyo also realized, he also apologized for his treatment last night who played just like that to Andre.

"Then, regarding the marriage, I also apologized. I was too emotional last night to decide something without thinking about it first," said Setyo who slightly made Andre frown his forehead did not understand the meaning of the middle-aged man's words.

"How do you mean sir?" ask Andre.

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