
Shopia walks gracefully down the aisle of her wedding to Ganesha. His slightly quiet and private carry-on is fairly private, leaving Shopia without many friends. Only those who are willing to accept his condition as a broken home child, who become his close friends. Even though his friend just wanted to take advantage of him without his knowledge.
"Shopia, come here, son! Let's have breakfast together!" take Prada with him as he sees Shopia approaching his desk, while behind the beautiful woman is Ganesha who is busy calling while walking.
Shopia immediately smiled to get a warm welcome from her in-laws. Two days of living with Ganesha's parents, made him feel like he had a family back. Although it is true that his marriage to Ganesha was due to a tragedy, but Ganesha's parents did not seem to have a problem with it. They think of Shopia as a son-in-law in general.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Madam, if you wait a long time" Shopia said, bowing slightly.
"It's okay, we elders understand that you two need time to give us a grandchild." Prada smiled sweetly at Shopia. "Phia from today don't call us ladies and gentlemen again. Now that you're our daughter-in-law, it feels less appropriate to sound in the ear. Get used to calling us mom and dad. Isn't that right, Pah?"
"What your mom said. Come sit down, let's have breakfast together. After breakfast we'll see your new home." Galen agreed to his wife's words.
"Thank you, Mah, Pah!" shopia said with teary eyes.
He was deeply moved by the kindness of the old man. Although their son always did as he pleased, they always came as a healer from the wounds of the heart because of Ganesha.
"Anez, you called him. It's free for you to look for Dora's whereabouts. He has chosen his own life. You better take it easy and start accepting cheerfully that Shopia is your soul mate" said Galen.
For some reason from the first time he met Dora, his heart felt something strange. But he tried to accept his son's choice for the child's happiness. Unlike the first time he saw Shopia. He could immediately sense that the girl was a perfect match for his arrogant son.
"Well, I can't seem to go see the new house. I have work to do" said Ganesha after he sat his butt.
"The work will be endless, Anez. It didn't take you twenty-four hours to see the house."
"All right, I just saw it. After that, I'll go straight away."
"As far as you. The important thing is that your daughter-in-law already knows her new home. Mama will let Shopia determine the furniture she wants to fill your new home."
"Yes-yes-yes ... Now Mama and Papa's son she. I'm just your pickle boy" grumbled Ganesha by putting a piece of meat in his mouth.
Shopia only smiled faintly hearing the small debate at the dinner table. He knew all of it was just one form of expressing their affection. He just hopes, if later to have a child, his child does not feel lack of affection from both parents. Unlike her, like a child forgotten by her mother.
After everyone enjoyed breakfast, they headed straight to Ganesha's new home as a gift from their parents. A house with a modern minimalist style. It looks very comfortable to be occupied by a new couple and their small family.
"Shopia, from now on this is your home. Whatever you want home, as long as you feel comfortable living here. Do not delay yes, Mama and Papa hope to immediately hear the voice of a small child in this house calling Oma and Opa" said Prada when they were already inside Ganesha's new house.
"Yes, Mah. Shopia will follow Mas Anez's will" Shopia said with a faint smile.
How could I possibly have a child, while my husband just doesn't want it, Shopia's inner being.
Flashbacks
"Shopia listen! Even though we're getting married, I don't want to have a daughter like you. You should drink this every night before going to bed. If you don't want to drink it, let's go to the doctor to get a spiral or an implant."
"No need! I will drink it hard. You take it easy, I also do not want to have children from people who consider me inferior. Think of this marriage as my way of making amends to your family."
"Good then. Remember that until you get pregnant, I'm not reluctant to abort it."
Shopia was silent to see Ganesha's departure. His lips smiled wryly laughing at his misfortune. In fact, the man who will marry her, just does not want a child from her.
Haha ... Yes, this fate is funny. It doesn't stop giving me nightmares in my life. But it's okay Shopia, if you later bear the status of a widow. At least, people will not make fun of you when you marry someone else but are no longer virgins. Think of this marriage as a stepping stone so that you are not humbled by others by taking refuge behind the big name of the Oenelon family.
Flashback off
"Well, I'm going to the office first. Looks like there's a problem. Piero called back saying that there were employees who were caught stealing at the company" said Ganesha, who managed to break Shopia's daydreams.
"Yes, careful. Mom wants to go home too. Later in the afternoon there is an arisan with the mothers of the complex. Shopia, be good at home. If you need anything, just ask Auntie for help" said Prada. "Your room is upstairs" he continued.
"Yes, Mah. I'll check there later" Shopia said.
"Papa's coming home too! Be careful at home. You rest when you are tired. Let Auntie take care of it," said Mr. Galen.
"Yes, Pah. Thanks for everything" Shopia said.
It's nice that he lives in a nice house. Is it because I'm rich, he's trying to get me? You matre chick! Just wait for tonight! I'll make you feel exhausted, inner Ganesha.
After everything left, Shopia went straight to her room. But when he got there, he saw the prewedding photos of Ganesha and Dora displayed beautifully on the king-size bed. His heart was slightly pinched looking at the photo.
The guilt and regret that Shopia felt when she saw the face of her best friend. However, the moment she recalled all the insults and jeers from the people and her mother Dora made her heart ache.
I know I was wrong, Dora. But it would be unfair if I alone had to bear the blame.
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