Why You Should Marry Me

Cut old wounds

"Gas I brought porridge for you, you eat yes" Alia said as she pulled her body from Bagas' embrace.

"You but you're bribing ya," Bagas pinta spoiled.

Hm, Alia smiled

"I took the bowl and the porridge first."

Alia went and left the place then in a while she returned again with porridge served in the bowl.

Bagas smiled, it felt like he wanted to be sick a thousand years if Alia indulged him like this.

Gael was agitated, because he had been waiting for a long time, he asked Nina for permission to enter Bagas' room.

There he even saw the kemestraan both, at that time Alia was feeding the porridge to the mouth of Bagas.

He chose to go back to the living room, landing his ass on a chair in the living room.

His hands he stretched out on the back of the chair while raising his head to blow his heavy breath.

Suddenly a sound came from his phone, and saw the call from Aira.

Gael picked up the phone, because Aira must be worried about Alia.

"Hallo assalammualaikum Mother" said Ghael.

"Waalaikum sallam Bang, Bang Alia and Brother?"ask Aira.

"Yes Bun, what's wrong?"ask Ghael.

"If you can go home soon, Bang, Mommy has the same business as Alia." Aira's.

"Yes Bun, we'll be home soon" said Ghael.

Finally, Ghael had a reason to invite Alia to come home, he approached Alia in Bagas' room.

***

"Honey, if we get married later, I want you to bribe me every day" said Bagas, opening his mouth to take a bribe from Alia.

Alia put on her grievous smile, she felt sorry for Bagas, actually Alia wanted to tell the truth at that time, but her lips and tongue were locked, let alone seeing Bagas's impossible condition.

Finally Alia again buy time while trying to persuade both parents.

"Would you love to bribe me every day?"tanya Bagas while shoving the face of Alia.

Bagas looked into his own eyes, and saw that there was an uproar that was plaguing his lover.

"Darling, why do you look so sad, like something's bothering you?"ask Bagas.

" Well, I'm doing nothing." Alia is still in.

I heard the voice of a man.

Both of them immediately looked at the origin of the voice.

"Alia is on the phone with Mommy, " said Ghael.

Bagas glanced at Ghael as well as Ghael.

Alia pulled her bag, "Gas I have to go home now."

"Dear, be careful" said Bagas lirih.

"Don't forget to take the medicine," Alia.

"Dear, if tomorrow if I'm okay, let me go to your office."Bagasses.

"Ehm don't be too pushy, you heal your wounds first" said Alia.

Ghael crossed his arms across his chest while rolling his eyeballs.

Jealous, annoyed but unable to do anything.

"I came home Gas dah" said Alia.

"Be careful, dear, I love you" said Bagss.

Alia perverts her smile without replying to Bagas' expression of love, however Alia must keep her feelings.

After coming out of her room, Alia said goodbye to Nina.

Silent and quiet without any chatter going on in the car.

Their relationship is no longer as warm as it used to be where Ghael was the vent for Alia, if Alia used to be free to tell anything to Ghael, he said, his lips were locked and he did not know what to talk about.

A strange feeling for Alia suddenly the person she considers a brother is now her status as her future husband, never imagined in Alia's mind how she would live the household with Gael.

Not feeling they arrived home, Alia's presence was waiting for by her family.

Alia got out of the car and went straight to Aira who was waiting for her in the living room, again she had to make a show in front of her parents as if nothing had happened to her.

"What's the matter Bun?"ask Alia.

"Here sister, Mother wants to talk to sister, we go to Mother's room."

Aira led Alia to enter her room.

In the room they both sat on the bed.

While Aldi chatted with Ghael and Arsyad in the living room.

Alia looked at the teary face of Aira's net, she fell silent.

"So, there's a story that you may never know" Aira said, wiping her daughter's hair.

Alia glanced at the mother who had shed her tears.

"What story is Mother?"ask Aira kirih.

"The sad story of a sixteen-year-old girl who would be sold by her father to a man who was almost the same age as her father."

Alia was stunned, looking at the mother with tears flowing more and more wet the cheeks.

Aira continued her story

" The girl was forced to flee from the old man who was obsessed with her," tick tik Tears Aira increasingly heavy old wounds that for decades he tried to cover now re-energize.

Alia was still flinching.with glowing eyes looking at her mother.

"Running from home hoping to save his future, but instead he got trapped and could barely escape, from a place of contempt" heiks,

Aira's words were held back while the heart breathed oxygen to be strong to upload the pain of the wounds he had experienced.

Alia still did not understand who the girl was told by her mother, the girl sat dumbstruck listening to the words spoken by Aira.

"He was tortured, whipped many times, almost to death, because he was forced to serve a man named Retno."

"Hyx hyx, the wound has long disappeared into its own contact with time, but the wound of the heart and the sense of trauma are still always fresh in the memory, he said,

When whip after whip tried to tear the skin of the poor little girl, the girl could only cry and groan withstanding the pain of wishing she was dead right then and there, not to mention the cigarette smoke that repeatedly hit him," said Aira he again cried.

Alia joined in tears because she could not bear to hear the story of the plight, like she also felt the pain.

Hiks.

"Who is the girl Mother, then why did Mother tell Alia that terrible thing," cried Alia, she herself could not hear it.

Aira opened her shirt and showed off the cigarette embroidery on her chest.

Instantly Alia choked her breath held with an unreasonable heartbeat.

Alia repeatedly swallowed her saliva to moisten her throat that felt dry suddenly, her eyes pounding on her to keep her awake from her consciousness.

"Mother?" now Alia can confirm who the poor girl Alia told me about.

Alia's lips trembled her body locked in pecking for a while.

Aira closed her shirt.

"Son, don't you often ask Mother, what wound is in the chest of Mother, right?"alia asked with her voice.

Alia nodded heavily, her eyes following Aira's movements.

"At that time Mother always answered if this is a birthmark, but this is not a birthmark, this is a cigarette distillate due to torture by Retno's men! and Retno is the biological father of Bagas Alia!"

Alia was shocked, her body pecked as soon as her breath became tight.

Seriate.