A Series of Dreams
Jealous Bias

Wisely refused firmly after the smell of old pomade sniffed his sense of smell. Stinging and distinctive, contact makes the head pulsate.

“Loh, Aa.” Seruni was surprised when she looked at Wisely who pulled the curtain and walked out still with the original look. No cool hair hit the sky, the thick strands fell over the forehead. “She wants hair oil.” Walking closer while holding a suit, put the clothes on the owner.

“No. The smell is stinging, Ni. Terrible gel. Paid expensive I don't want.” Wisely shudders. His shoulders tiptoed quickly and put on a disgusted face.

Seruni frowning. Turning around and looking at his father who had been silently watching. The old man smiled even though the words of the future son-in-law sounded dropping. They know themselves, their lives and Wisely's like heaven and earth. Unable to accuse, he understood the gap the two were cutting.

Wisely's gaze was directed out the window. Rinai is still faithfully wetting the earth, the sound of her speckling about the roof of the house like harmony. Every now and then, he turned his eyes to Seruni and Sandi, trying to dive into the simple life that would become his future.

It's impossible to run, let alone disappear and leave. He must accept Seruni or all his facilities will be castrated. For now, the girl was the helper goddess that would keep her alive in the heaven world. Weaving property with all facilities.

Its alright. She's sweet too. At least not cause eye pain.

“Aa.” Seruni swung her hand when she found Wisely staring unblinkingly. Shy hearted, smooth white cheeks like marble was met.

“Ah!” Flinched, Wisely smiled a flat smile when she woke up.

“We want to walk now.” Seruni glanced at her father who was already preparing.

“Call your sister, Uni. Ask him to prepare. Soon the groom will pick up,” Sandi's word. “Tadi in the room Mr like,” continued the old man, telling.

Seruni according. Walking towards the room in question, accompanied by the gazes of everyone in the room. Before opening the curtains and opening the door, she still had time to see her mother walking from the kitchen.

“May Anga prepare. Soon the groom's group came to pick up,” his message tidied up as a flower that adorned the bun.

“Ya, B ...”

Seruni's voice suddenly vanished as mat swept through his parents' room. There was no one in the room, just silence. The bride disappeared. Turning around, the girl threw a puzzled look at everyone.

“Kak Anga is not in the room, Bu.”

Sandi gawked, Wisely frowned. The reaction was slightly different with Lasmi. The old woman was dumbfounded for a moment. His world collapsed, the fear that had been harbored since, could no longer be hidden.

“Anga escaped, Sir. How's this?”.

Sandi is growing. “Ba ..how can it be? What do you mean?”

“Ta .. earlier, Anga asked me to cancel all ....”

“It's crazy that kid!” tegur Sandi's.

“How can, Mom?” Seruni glanced at Wisely, ashamed of her family's problems so the consumption of outsiders.

“Ta .. di still had time to ask the Union only to replace. But, I think ... I think he doesn't mean it.”

Seruni fell silent. His voice turned sad. Cowering, hidden disappointment and pain that are engraved real in the heart. He can't lie if it's okay now. Deep down inside, the wound was still gaping.

Sandi shakes.

“He said, more appropriate Seruni who became a bride. After all, Caraka also still holds love for Uni, not for her. They don't love each other and ..” Lasmi hesitated to continue.

“Caraka?” Wisely who was secretly listening was disturbed. For some reason, the feeling became unpleasant when it managed to capture the storyline revealed by the future mother-in-law.

“I and Aa Raka are done, Bu.” Glazed seruni. Reminded of his relationship with his ex, sadness again rippled. Forgetting the presence of Wisely standing nearby.

“Who's Caraka? What does this have to do with you?” The question was thrown in a row from the lips of a man who was hit by a foreign wave. Feelings that are present without being asked, but can be uncomfortable. A faintly sculpted jealous bias on Wisely's handsome face.