A TWISTED MIND'S
Chapter 33

If not remembered that Venus is a woman, I would have torn her mouth out and crushed her body to the bones. How dare he blame my parents, especially my mother.

I grew up with the tears of my mother who never got the love of my father. Although my father loved and spoiled me very much, but different from my mother. Only abandonment for the sake of abandonment was obtained because in my father's heart there was only one name, namely Fanny, the mother of Venus.

I can't blame my mother when she chooses to seek her happiness outside the home, so I always threaten that you'll hate her for the rest of my life if you divorce your mother. I don't care how they survive in a loveless household, I just know that I don't want to lose both.

"Shut your mouth or I won't hesitate to tear it up. To me you and your mother are both lowly women who don't know themselves." I threw that frail body out of the grip of my hand.

"Tomorrow we'll get married then prepare yourself!"

"I don't want to marry you. I hate you so much!"

I don't know how many times Venus has told me her hatred. But I don't care.

"It's your business and you should hate me because it'll hurt more if you fall in love with me."

"You take it easy, it'll never happen because it's stop your fucking plan of marrying me!"

Apparently he really hates me, just look at his gaze as if he would never choose me even though I am a man in this world. But I just feel more challenged to conquer it.

"Dream to stop it." Then I got out of bed. Too long close to him is not good for the health of one of the vital organs in my body.

"And don't try to fight or show strange gurgles in front of the ruler later, or your mother Aisha will bear the risk."

"What do you mean?"

I don't mind the question, I'm getting out of here.

"What do you mean? Never involve Mother Aisyah!!!"

It turned out that his movements were fast as well, he managed to hold me back once I was already in the doorway.

I looked at his hand that was on my right arm. "We're not legal as husband and wife yet, don't tease me!"

With a rough gash of my hand, his face was pouting but there was a red gurat emanating there. Like a cat caught wet on the dinner table. Embarrassedly.

"Just like they met, like virgins." My sindirku feel funny with that shy attitude.

He sighed unhappily, "whatever you think of me, but I beg you not to involve Mother Aisyah." Pintanya.

Well, he could finally be tamed. It turned out that easy.

"Then don't fight me and don't act weird when Ijab qabul tomorrow!"

He nodded weakly, it seemed like he had completely resignedly followed my game.

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Tonight I will recite the creed at the Istiqlal Mosque, the plan after the Isha prayer.

For some reason something was churning in my chest, I was quite tense, there was a fear of its own hitting my mental side. Although I have considered cooking, this decision I also took was not only yesterday afternoon, but still a little hesitation came over.

I am not a good man, I fear to destroy the purity and majesty of the religion that I am about to follow in the future. Not to mention my troubles with Venus. He must have thought that I was just playing religion through marriage.

Playing marriage may be, but I married Venus not to divorce her. I am the same as most people, married just for once. But for the business of how to be a good husband to Venus that I feel is impossible to do.

I want Venus to feel the same pain as my mother, married to a man who couldn't possibly love her. I just want to tie him up with a rope he can't let go of if I don't take it off.

"Sir, everything is ready!"

Ms. Wati approached me with a cocoa shirt, sarong, cloth trousers and black skullcap in her hand.

"Put it on the bed!" I told him. Doubtfully the old woman followed my words.

I know with a thousand questions in his old head, but I don't have enough time to explain to anyone my decision. I have never embraced any religion. So I feel free and legitimate to choose according to my heart.

She is one of the longest-serving domestic assistants to our family. After my father died, I chose to get out of the house and build this house while my mother often went back and forth between Jakarta - Singapore to take care of her boutique. Ms. Wati herself chose to come to my new home and until now became my confidant in this house.

"Mom, I'm going out, maybe midnight just got home. Please bring Venus food to her room. And one more thing, please keep an eye on him not to leave his room."

"Good, sir. Is there any more?" He stood as if waiting for the next order.

"That's it, eemmm. Please just pay attention to the meal and tomorrow morning please help him prepare himself for kabul ijab. I don't want him to do anything!" Bu Wati only let out a long sigh shaking her head.

"You are it, Sam!" The old woman now looked at me as the little Sam she had cared for so lovingly. "Didn't you pity non Ve? Can't we talk about it well? Why was the marriage forced? I really don't understand your way of thinking, Sam."

"Bu Wati will never understand!" As I threw my face the other way, I couldn't meet her because I knew her gaze implied a deep disappointment to me.

"Mom just doesn't want you to regret it in the future. Non Ve is a good girl, she has nothing to do with your mom and dad's past. This is really unfair to him, how could you make him an object to take revenge for the suffering created by your parents?"

"It wouldn't have happened if the woman's mother wasn't in their relationship!" I refute the opinion of Ms. Wati.

"You're wrong, Sam! You only see the truth from your mother's side while you close your eyes and ears to others. Miss Fanny never loved your father, it was your father who couldn't stop loving her. If it's like that, does Miss Fanny have the power to regulate where your father's heart is going? The mother who accompanied the last days of your father, I know what happened to him with your mother and also with the non Venus family. Before it's too late, before you go too far to hurt non Venus, please stop all this. Take it all down, please do it!"

"Stop, Wati's mother has been talking too much. I don't need that. Just do what I said. Please leave me!"

Not wanting to have too much of a confrontation with the old woman, I ended up asking her to leave. Soon into Isya's time, I must hurry to the Mosque.

I was on my way to a new life, had a new faith and gained a new status as a husband. I don't want my mind to be burdened with so many questions from the outside that just leave me confused and emotionally alone. Once I wanted to walk quietly without thinking about the feelings of those around me.