A Five Step Match
3. RIGHT!!

"I accepted the marriage and marriage of Dinda Natasha bint Wildan Ramadhan, with a dowry set of prayer tools and cash of two hundred and thirty thousand rupiah paid in cash."

There was an ijab heard from inside a room in the big hospital. Yoga shook hands with Dinda's father witnessed by their closest relatives, as well as the doctor who treated Mama Puspa.

Some of the men sat on the floor covered in makeshift carpets and carried out an impromptu wedding hijab that was only planned for less than twenty-four hours with the dowry of the money he had in his wallet and also a prayer tool brought by his father. The clothes that both of them were wearing were only potluck, which could be brought by both the bride's father a few hours ago, Yoga only wore jeans and a white shirt, which could only be worn by the bride and groom, dinda wears her mother's white kebaya shirt, with no makeup at all.

Today, an unexpected day has made Dinda a wife of Yoga, her own best friend. Dinda could only be silent, staring at the ring Yoga had just pinned on her ring finger, as well as the piece of paper still on the table as proof that their marriage had been religiously valid.

"Please, Son Dinda. Kiss her husband's hand" said the pengghulu giving instructions. Dinda hesitantly sat facing Yoga and extended her hand. Yoga who had been silent after hearing the legitimate word of the witness, gasped and then returned his wife's hand. Immediately Dinda brought the back of Yoga's hand to the tip of her nose as well as Juna who approached to kiss Dinda's forehead.

Puspa who saw his only child married now cried, finally he could see his son's marriage even though it was only done simply in this hospital. Heru Pramuja, the father of Yoga smiled and welcomed Dinda into his arms.

"Welcome to our family, Dinda," said Heru. Dinda could only be silent, not knowing what to say, just the faint smile she showed the man.

Irma and Wildan are no less desirable, this only girl has officially become a wife of another man unexpectedly. Didn't expect that his daughter's soul mate had been in front of them all this time.

"Minda." Irma came closer and hugged her daughter while crying. The atmosphere was created there until Dinda also now shed tears.

"I'm glad you found your soul mate, son. Be a good wife who can take care of your husband, respect him, obey his words, and love your other parents. Think of Mama Puspa and dad as part of your life too" whispered Irma near Dinda's ear.

Dinda nodded her head. His mother's words were too painful even though they still lived close to each other, but it still felt unwilling to no longer live one roof with his parents.

Dinda this time approached Puspa, kissing the back of the woman's hand solemnly. Puspa to tears happily gets Dinda as his daughter-in-law, the woman who will make him feel calm if Yoga is with him.

"Mama is happy to have your daughter-in-law, Dinda," said Puspa pulling Dinda and kissing her forehead gently. "You didn't have to do this because Mama was sick, did you?" ask Puspa by looking into Dinda's eyes.

Dinda shook her head. "No, Ma. Dinda didn't have to, though. Grind ...." Dinda was silent for a while, turning her face the other way with a face that was met with red. "Dinda also actually likes Yoga from long ago" said Dinda stammeringly.

"Really?" ask Puspa. Dinda nodded her head slowly. "Thank God, Mama is sure that you are a soul mate. Mama was sure, Dinda," said Puspa smiling happily. Dinda also smiled to see the happy face of the woman who had just become her father-in-law. The increasingly thin face smiled, with increasingly thin hands rubbing Dinda's cheeks.

"May you be happy with this married life" said Puspa.

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Yoga brings Dinda home, the mother tells Juna to take Dinda home to rest because she waited all night in the hospital and could barely sleep, what else to think about the decision that has been taken suddenly.

"I'm sorry. You have brought me into this matter. I promise you that you're cured I'll tell you the truth about you and everything" Yoga said regretfully. The car that Yoga brought drove at a speed that was in the afternoon splitting the streets that had begun to be crowded. Dinda just stares at the ring on her ring finger.

"Ga, wouldn't everyone be upset if we told you the truth? We are married only temporarily" said Dinda slowly.

Yoga glanced at Dinda who was still glued to see her fingers. A slightly rough sigh was heard from Yoga's mouth.

"I know, they must be angry, but I'm afraid that something might happen to you. I promise, I'll tell you that I forced you into this marriage. I will take it all if I get Mama Irma and Papa Wildan angry," said Yoga quickly as he glanced at his best friend. Dinda was still silent, thinking about what had happened.

Yoga held Dinda's hand in her lap, so Dinda now raised her head and looked at Yoga.

"I promise. I'll take responsibility for all this. If even Mama Irma and Papa Wildan would hang me for playing with this marriage. I accept," said Yoga again, speaking in polite language without any 'gue-elo' as usual.

Dinda fell silent, she felt confused as to what she should do next. Can only accept what has been outlined by the destiny of living together with Yoga.

Not without reason Dinda received a request from Yoga. The same thing Dinda felt last night, what else when she heard if the cancer that attacked in the heart of Mama Puspa had entered stage two. There are two possibilities, it is healing or it is getting worse. The fear that Yoga and Dinda felt made both of them unable to think properly, afraid that Mama Puspa would abandon them, she said, remembering what Yoga said if Mama Puspa refused to be hospitalized.

The car has reached the family home, looks lonely because indeed everyone is still in the hospital. Irma also took care of the besisannya while the husbands are deciding to take care of Puspa in the future, they will take Puspa to the best hospital in this city for the healing of the beloved family.

"I go home first, yes," said Dinda as she opened the seatbelt in front of her body.

"Where to?" tanya Yoga while smiling seductively.

"Go home, come," said Dinda while staring lazy Yoga.

"Whose house? From now on your house is here, you see" said Yoga once again while pointing to the house in front of him.

Dinda who was about to open the door came to a halt for a while and stared at Yoga. The door he had just opened a little later closed again.

"I forgot. I'm married" said Dinda, leaning back on the back of the chair.

"We have not decided where to stay" Dinda continued.

Yoga took a breath once more. The next thing he had to think about was because now he was the head of the family.

"We need to clarify this relationship. We have to discuss what we can and cannot do" said Dinda while staring at Yoga.

"Yes, I get it."

Dinda opened the car door.

"Din" call Yoga when Dinda gets out of the car.

"Yes?" ask Dinda.

"You're beautiful wearing that white kebaya, like that" Yoga said with a smile. Dinda was embarrassed to hear Yoga sayings just now, things that the man had never said all along.

"I went home first" said Dinda, then quickly got out of the car and immediately walked towards her house.