
“Indeed yes, Mas? If for loved ones, we want to do anything, as long as we can with the people we love,” I said.
Mas Dani looked at me, took a sultry breath, and closed the book he was reading. “Yes if you already love people, Vit. I'm very grateful, you can help me like this,” said Mas Dani.
“Iya equally, it's twelve hours more you know, go home yuk. Tomorrow I am early in the morning I have a promise sam Firda,” take me.
“Sama Arif too?” said Mas Dani.
“Yes so,” answered me.
“Is she your lover? I mean your ex?” ask Mas Dani.
Kepo this once man? Want him my ex or who's my business? I am now his, and I also try my hardest to keep my marwah as a wife, even though this mind is tormented.
“Tadi mas said what? Ex-lover? Maybe more precisely just a close friend, who is very close,” I replied.
“Just dong your ex-lover first,” he said.
“Not,” I replied straightforwardly.
“Then what is the name if not a lover but it is very close?” Mas Dani continued to urge, he seemed very curious about Arif. Especially yesterday it seemed like she saw me crying after Arif called. It's not like it anymore, she did know I cried yesterday.
“What's the name?” I said by rolling my eyeballs like people who are thinking of finding an excuse. “What mas should know about it?” my many.
Mas Dani's words really reflect that he is a very selfish person and like a person who has no heart, not even a brain! Obviously my relationship with her is a sacred one and a relationship that is bound so sacredly. He easily talks like that, playing with a marriage, a sacred bond. What is your heart made of, Mom? Is your brain unable to think logically, to think correctly, if the bond of marriage is a sacred and sacred bond?
“I and Arif are different from Mas and Nadira,”.
“Where is the bike? The person he was like still wishing for you, and you were the same? Where is the difference?”
“However I never had a relationship with Arif at all. We love each other, but we respect our parents, and the main thing is to appreciate the parents who have blocked me this is the prospective single son-in-law from when I was a teenager. How did Arif dare to scout me, while his father Arif used to be your father's co-worker? I also did not dare, I was guarded by people from all over, my brothers, father, mother, mother, and my eyes also took care of me because I was indirectly tied up by your parents to be his only son-in-law. I also don't want to embarrass both my parents, and my parents. Arif was so, he was willing, willing I was betrothed by you one day, let alone he knew my future husband was not from a random descent,” I explained.
Dani just kept quiet to hear my explanation. That is what it is. When Dani's parents were proud to announce that I was his son-in-law, that's when my life was no longer free. My teenage years were taken away, a time that I should have enjoyed the love gita in High School, but that time made me a woman who was nicknamed Siti Nurbaya Modern. No one would dare a male friend approach me, because they know who I am, who I will be betrothed to.
“My teenage years were taken away, not free anymore. Can't be like a teenager my age at the time. I can't be like those who freely enjoy their teenage world. Having a girlfriend in school, playing with friends until the night, hanging out at the cafe, I'm not free to do that, even I just go to college papa you chose his university, his faculty, and so on, and until S2 also papa who determines I should continue my education where? Maybe if my parents didn't know my parents, I'd be a flight attendant maybe, a doctor, a lecturer, or maybe a lawyer. I really like the business world, but I never thought to plunge into it, I wanted to realize my dream first, then if I had wanted to cultivate the business world I would learn, I would learn, but Mother said, the woman must be arranged to order her life, and this is how I am now, until now I feel I do not have freedom.”
I explained everything to Mas Dani, I spilled it all out, just so he knew how weird my life was after I was tied up by his parents to be his only son-in-law, and being made the wife of a Danial who has absolutely no feelings and I think she has no brain either. Do animals have brains? Why does a Danial who is an accomplished teacher have no brains and no feelings? A teacher should be smart, right?
“Why don't you dare protest? At least you revolted, you protested because it was like that?” ask Mas Dani.
A question that is too cliche in my opinion. Why didn't I protest at that time? What a question he shouldn't ask.
“How do I protest? My parents are too happy I'll get an only child from the Barata family. Who doesn't know your father? I protested for free, my mother, father, brother, eyes, too tight to take care of me, so that I could take care of the fitrah of a woman. So that I can take care of myself, keep my eyes on me, because I am no longer in the category of teenagers in general, I am always proud to be chosen by your father and your mother to be his daughter-in-law. Not just my parents, my brother, and my eyes. All my brothers were very attentive to me from all my actions at home and outside the house, they said I should be a good daughter-in-law to your parents, and I've been taught since I was in second grade high school. That's my answer why I can't resist, protest, even rebel.”
Dani was silent again I spoke like that. I'm talking as I am, that's how I used to be. I was too restrained, always watched my every move, I can not play with just any friends, except Firda, and my male friend only Arif only. Arif alone if to go home would invite Firda, it could not be him alone, and that was also the reason he wanted to borrow a book from me.