After Wedding (Panji And Echa)
CHAPTER 13

Marriage is the dream of many people. Let alone people who have been in a relationship for years, people who are single also certainly want to immediately meet their soul mate and hold a marriage. Especially if they are mature, both in terms of age, thought, to life.

His name is alive, it can never be separated from the name of the problem. The older we get, the bigger the problems we face. Especially when you are married, more and more problems will arise.

Well, to make sure you two are ready to face the problems that will come, you must know first how the couple handles a problem that arises, and vice versa. From the way you handle problems, at least you have an idea of how your household will be when there are problems, and whether or not he can be responsible.

Echa opens an article on how to treat a husband well. Rini's words until Mia's appearance made her dizzy seven circumference. She believes her husband doesn't mess around, but as Rini says evil comes because there is an opportunity. And moreover, Echa knows that Mia is the niece of Bude Leni. Mia's mother is Leni's sister. While Panji is the nephew of Pakde Harsa, the fall of brother-in-law with his parents Mia. Far away!

Already entering the ashar hour, Echa reached for her phone to contact her husband. Talk about the midpoint of their household problems. His feet stepped into the mirror in the middle room. Usually in use Panji to re-check the neatness of his clothes. That's what he does now, too.

"I think I should change or something like this?"

Echa practices talking in front of a glass. Of course starting to apologize for his attitude lately is not easy.

"I'm sorry ...."

Replace it!

"Mas I'm sorry all this time ..."

AAAAAHH ... Replace it!

Echa relaxes his body muscles. Usually if he is presenting in front of clients smoothly jaya. But why the time to talk to your own husband like locked.

"Oh Allah, why am I afraid that Mas Panji will really send me back to my mother. I was afraid that I would get disappointed and get sick. Afraid of embarrassed mothers their children do not become wives. Fear..."

Echa looked at the window of her apartment. The view from the top is very strategic because it is adjacent to various government offices. It offers several other things that are not easy to refuse, namely green areas that are not owned by other regions, many historic buildings, and safe areas, and comfortable for a family.

Theresia used to be a village girl who wandered into the city of Jakarta. Armed with a Bachelor's degree in his hometown, namely Jogjakarta. There was finally accepted to work at a PT factory. HONEY BLESSING.

It is not expected that the owner is his neighbor while in the village. There chose not to tell him about himself, because he was sure Panji would not remember that.

Most successful people rarely remember where they came from. He proved it to his late father. There remember when High School desperate to solo, after hearing the news of his father was successful there.

His father moved to Solo while he was still sitting in kindergarten. His memory is so attached to the figure of the father he knows is loving, until the admiration of the father faded when his father introduced himself as a nephew instead of a child. That's what he felt when he lived with him at high school. Before long the third grade Echa chose to go home to his village. Entering a normal school not far from his home.

"Bad fuck! I'm a father's son, why don't you admit that. Is it because of dad's new wife?" protest There at that time.

"Dad and your mother are actually divorced, son. We have no match anymore, no match but never love. My wife is now the first woman I ever loved before marrying your mother,

One thing that I emphasize with you, do not bring our residence in front of the family. For me, the business is done,"

It did not take long There immediately decided to go home to Jogja. For what to survive there, if in the end considered a stranger. A sense of tightness whack in his chest. Her tears washed her cheeks.

"Why didn't you tell me that my father's departure was because he was divorced from my mother? why did you let me foster hope that you could come home with us?" There immediately let out his heart when he arrived at his house.

"If you can't love me, why can there be me among you,"

"Because of the demands of the two families, son. Your mother's family and your father's family. Even though I love your father, and I still do my duty like a wife in general,"

Echa misses her mother. Still strangled in his memory the figure of his mother who was strong and stoic when angered by his grandmother. At that time Echa was in college in the early semester. His grandmother's side of his father came to accuse the mother who instigated his daughter to return to Jogja. Although Echa has given a real explanation. There are other lips that make the mother's heart hurt.

"Echa misses mom. Echa used to be lulled in grandmother's speech to live with father. I assume my mother never tried to make my father happy. Blaming my mother for the departure of my father at that time. But now I feel what Mom is going through. Try yourself to learn to accept Mas Panji, even though it hurts. Forgive the old Echa, ma'am."

Echa leaned her body against the living room window. Staring at the view of Jakarta from Panji apartment. Beautiful scenery that is in front of the eyes but the mind is out of nowhere.

"Well, what time is it home?" Echa stuck a flat object in her ear.

"Don't know yet. I just arrived at Burhan's factory. What's up?"

"I want to cook. What do you want to enter?"

"No need. I don't know what time I'll be home. If you're hungry just order go-food." Panji instantly turned off his phone. Echa again sighed heavily.

"It seems like you're still mad at me, Mas? sorry yes." inner Echa.

Echa put her body on the bed. Hugged his body tighter. The rain and thunder made him a little scared. Trying to calm his brain and mind.

His feet moved towards his room. As he remembered in the empty room one more night saw one big bucket of red rose petals. I don't know what Echa doesn't understand. In the plastic petals.

He opened the bedroom sheets replacing it with white. Decorate the petals on his bed. When he finished he sprinkled the petals on the floor around the bed. Her smile expands, hoping her husband likes it.

.

"May the Panji like it."

His feet went into the kitchen. Preparing a dinner menu to welcome her husband home. It just so happens that there is an ingredient to make chocolate waffles. He's a little sweet eating no problem. Instead of having to make a steak that he didn't master. Echa cleans up and changes her more seductive clothes. Of course he did everything to expand his household.

It means: "O Allah, bless me in my family and bless them in me. Give me sustenance from them and give them sustenance from me. O God, gather us to goodness and separate us when You separate to good."

A few hours later, Echa waited for her husband's return until eleven p.m. He forced his eyes to stay awake. In the end, they lost too. Echa was asleep on the sofa in the middle room.

The sound of the dawn wake him up. Echa walks half sleepy to take ablution in the bathroom.

"Kok Mas Panji didn't wake me up, huh? Is he still resting? Maybe he's tired of not seeing me yet." Echa went into the room. Squeezing the light switch, the net condenses.

Her room was empty, which meant her husband didn't come home last night.

Surprise failed.