A Cup of Black Coffee
Chapter 21

Finally, two families decided to host our wedding.

I cried so much, even from the last meeting with Abi at that time I found no agreement other than to accept this marriage.

But one thing is certain, I managed to ask Abi to accept Mas Azam teaching there.

Abi was confused by my request, he even urged me to tell him who the man I asked him to accept was.

I firmly replied that if he was the man I loved, Abi initially refused, because he was afraid that my household would fall apart with the presence of a third person from my side.

Then I told him everything, if we didn't have any relationship, only I loved him, how he felt about me I don't know.

Abi pressured me, if I dare to cheat Ragil later then Abi will dismiss Azam disrespectfully.

I also promised by force. With determination I will make my household like hell so that my husband himself chooses to retreat.

The wedding was on the title, not so fancy, I didn't even invite my friends. Frankly I was lazy to introduce Mas Ragil to them even though he was beautiful.

Not what, if later they ask what my husband's job and family background I want to answer what?

My husband's a businessman who opened a small printing shop like that? Then my family-in-law is just a jobless worker? Ah could fall my pride.

I'd better not invite them, except those around my house.

How else, surely they know I'm getting married.

Abi and Umi were surprised by my request, even they said they could hold a luxury wedding party at a five-star hotel. But I still refuse.

"It should all cost the men who give, this is even us who are the women who are out of capital!" my lips.

Abi sighed hearing my grunts. "If Abi maksa makes a fancy party as well I'm sure Mas Ragil's family will feel inferior" I continued.

That is if they are ashamed. Even Ibnu's uncle asked for money to buy our house later.

Although I was upset, I was grateful for the plan, at least I didn't have to stay with the in-laws. I was going to work at school anyway, so there was no way I would have to live there.

Mas Ragil was actually a good man, only his bad luck had to be born from a parasitic family like Ibn's uncle.

The second time he met, he didn't even judge me because of our unattended meeting.

He asked what dowry I asked for, I answered all I could, but I'm sure if I asked him if he could?

Two days before the wedding Mas Ragil came to hand over the dowry as he said on his marriage license.

A set of gold that is quite beautiful, it turns out that his taste is good too.

"Like this isn't Papa Dek Hulya?" he said while giving me a heart-shaped box.

"Good mas, beautiful," I smiled faintly.

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Marriage was in the title, after Ijab kabul, all crying day, even Abi and Ibn's father embraced so happy.

I saw Mas Azam smiling happily at me.

I had to welcome her smile. Afterwards, I looked around hoping Azam would come here.

I wonder how his expression saw the girl who always paid attention to him now legitimately belong to someone else.

Honestly I wanted to make him jealous, remembering the look on his face that was happy when I gave the invitation.

"Congratulations Hulya, wah Mas to this first you!" it was his anger that really pissed me off.

Unfortunately he did not come. He had to take care of the administration in order to be accepted into my family's foundation.

The first night I went by timidly. Honest because it was my first experience and I had to spend it with a man I didn't love.

I was afraid, unconsciously I was crying, when I heard Mas Ragil's footsteps approaching, I clenched tightly at the ends of my hijab.

When he sat down next to me, my heart was already pounding, not a beat of joy, a beat of fear because this is when I will lose my most precious crown.

Nah! I'm not ready! I want to scream like that.

"You scared?" ask Mas Ragil softly. He lifted my chin so I could look at him.

"I'm sorry, if I'm not ready, I won't make it. Clean yourself, you must not be comfortable," he said gently.

The man was very handsome and charming, even the friends who were present said over and over again that I was lucky to be able to join the beautiful Mas Ragil.

The next day I moved to a new house, a fairly simple house, very far away with my luxurious house, but I was happy, at least I could launch my actions.

Making my household bland, so that he would get bored of me. If I stay with Abi and Umi I'm sure they will continue to comment on all my behavior later.

Even moving into that house, I have not given her rights and strangely I cannot be cruel to her because she is so gentle and considerate to me.

Until ...

When I went to Umi's house, Ma'am Zahra and Umi scolded me who had not carried out our obligations as husband and wife.

Damn my mouth this is why it should be released too.

"Jeez Hulya! Almost a week you've been married, you haven't had your first night!" sentak Mbak Zahra's.

I snorted at the sneer of my sister-in-law.

"I'm scared! Some of you know for yourself that I don't have any taste for Mas Ragil yet" my elak defended himself.

Umi sat next to me at the dinner table, she rubbed her head up to my back, "Son, that is worship. Umi is sure that after you do that, you will slowly open up to your husband. Umi is sure that you will love her later" she advised.

"Yes yes, Prove it yourself. You know, Mama and Masmu are also in a match? Alhamdulillah now we already have two children," said Mbak Zahra with a happy smile.

They don't know how I feel. Perhaps in the past, Zahra did not have someone he loved, until finally he could open his heart to Mas Zhafran.

As for me, in my heart there is already the name Mas Azam, what could I possibly be like.

"Umi don't want to know, tonight you have to carry out your duties!" Umi cerca.

I took a breath and then nodded. I wish I could love him and forget Azam.

"But I have terms Mi .." I bargained.

Umi and Mbak Zahra looked at me confused, because since the match with Mas Ragil a lot of their wishes that I do and there must be a reward.

"You are Yes ... Yeah, what else would you ask?" Umi Sambar.

"Tell Abi, to let Hulya teach you? Free dong Hulya's diploma when in winarin," whinekku.

"You're madam Yes!" sela Mbak Zahra with facial features made upset.

"Don't have two tails! That's why I'm a housewife!" elakku.

The three of us laughed, seeing the behavior of the mother of two children who looked still grumbling.

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Tonight I have to give up what I have on him, on my husband who is his right.

He was surprised to see me still awake waiting for him. Usually to avoid it I always sleep first.

"You haven't slept on the deck?" tanyanya gently.

I stared at the bead of clear brown eyes, in a second I was fascinated by it, my inner 'handsome' admitted, somehow tonight he looks so handsome to me.

I bit my lower lip nervously, not knowing what to say.

"Mas, do it, perfect me to be a wife" I said nervously with my head down. I'm sure my face is as red as a tomato right now.

He sat next to me and held both of my shoulders. I looked up at her, she smiled so sweetly.

"You don't worry, I still won't make sense if you're not ready. I know you're not ready yet, Hulya," same answer as our first night.

The funny thing is there's a part of me that feels pain when he rejects me. Inexplicably terbesit bad thoughts, if as a woman I am less attractive in his eyes.

"Did I not pull Mas?" tanyaku.

I saw him gasp, "not Hulya. Reluctant, you .." she choked, I saw her junks going up and down, maybe confused about stringing words.

"Really, if I wasn't afraid to hurt you, from the first time I got married, I'd love to pounce on you, but I know, we got married because of an arranged marriage and I don't want you to judge me as a coercor" she explained.

I smiled wryly, it turned out that she had been holding back her desire all this time. Thank goodness he didn't impose his will. I could hate him more.

Finally with sincerity, we did it tonight. The real shahdu night. I enjoyed it, unlike my shadow which must have been very painful.