After Wedding (Panji And Echa)
CHAPTER 3

You're beautiful, Nduk," praised Ismi for her daughter.

Ayla just lowered her head. Even if there is no happy color in the face. How can he be happy if the man who will marry is an older man than his father.

"Ay, I'm sorry if I had to do this. Our debt is much the same. I've been trying to pay using the money given to me by Mr. Cahyadi. But he won't accept our money, he wants to marry you. I'm sorry, Mom, yes, son,"

Ayla still did not flinch. Shown in his mind how his life was after this, fear continued to illuminate his mind. Live one house with five wives Pak Bahar.

"Mom, let me get out of here, please" Ayla.

Ismi can not do anything, even if Ayla he released is definitely Ismi who became the next target.

"Mother beg you once this recalls, yes, son. You don't want them to do something with mom" beg Ismi.

Ayla doesn't know what to do. Go with what will happen. If he could ask others for help, he had done it from the beginning. Since he and his mother were evicted from the contract because there were already those who paid more.

Ayla knew it was someone she respected. He even knew that this had something to do with the Typhoon. But what can he do? she is just a poor girl who can attend the most prestigious campus in Jogjakarta.

There he met a good man. Every woman's dream, everything in a man is perfect. Well, religious observance, good performance, and who would have thought the man was linking his heart to her.

At that time, he was just a freshman who joined the student organization forum. Where is presided over by Typhoon. His name is Muhammad Taufan Andalas.

From meeting in organizations, Typhoon often offers to drive himself home. Sometimes the guy shows up at his place. Where Ayla lived during college. From there their love blossomed. After graduating from college, Taufan promised to apply after Ayla graduated.

Four years of relationship including LDR time. After Taufan finished college, the young man got a job in Kalimantan on an oil palm plantation.

"I asked my mother to come see you. Is he coming home?" a short message from Afan.

"Not yet, brother Afan when to go home?"

"Next month. Why can't you wait to see me?"

"Yes, I miss you brother, too,"

"And I'll keep my promise first,"

Bu Cahyadi finally came to Ayla's contract. Girls who work as educators in K village were happy. Her boyfriend's words aren't just nonsense.

Ms. Cahyadi turned out very well. He comes to deliver Afan's message to propose to Ayla.

"You're so sweet, son. It is not wrong for my son to link his heart to yours. Mom just first saw you instantly fall in love,"

A two-word proverb Ayla finally accepts Afan's proposal. Plan to tell about the application after Afan returned to Jogja.

And that afternoon, after she returned from teaching, Ayla found her goods already in front of the contract.

Apparently, they were evicted from the rented house. This is because their place has already paid double.

"But I've paid off, ma'am," said Ayla.

"I don't want to know. Anyway you guys get out of here!" remove the contract owner

Ayla and her mother carry their belongings leaving the contract.

"We shouldn't have accepted Afan's proposal. It's the gini ending!" said Ms. Ismi.

"So someone saw our contract. I saw Mr. Cahyadi's car. Did you forget that Mr. Cahyadi once insulted your late father. Because I want to borrow money for your treatment,"

"But Afan said the money was from his father,"

"Mom sure it's Afan's personal money. That's why he refused when you returned the money. Try if Mr. Cahyadi, surely in the love of flowers."

Back to the present. When Ayla was given a ride to live with Mr. Bahar. It was unthinkable that he would be made the sixth wife by the middle-aged man.

In order to pay off her parents' debts, Ayla must accept her fate. Ayla looked at the mirror from top to bottom. The girl went back and forth releasing her anxiety.

A number he opened. His heart is in between contacting the man or resigned to the situation.

"Sister Afan help me!" his inner.

"Bu Ismi, in search of Bu Laila," called Bu Nurul.

Ismi leaves Ayla in the bridal room. Bu Nurul looked cynically at Ayla.

"If you still have pride please do not continue this marriage. I know your purpose is to marry Mr. Bahar for money right? you're young, but you're cheap" Ayla clasped tightly onto the end of her wedding dress.

"You want to sell your mother, do you want to sell herself for a good life. Don't dream!" Bu Nurul spoke slowly as if whispering. He does not want his plan ruined because of Ayla's presence.

"You may insult me, but don't insult my mother," Ayla spoke out loudly.

"Oh, you think I'm afraid, not just me who will make your life in hell. But the other brother and our son and daughter-in-law will also make your life in hell,"

Bu Nurul immediately left Ayla's bridal room. It seemed that the girl was still pondering over all of Bu Nurul's words.

A few moments later we heard screams from the bridal chamber. Miss Ismi whose name is called also came to the bridal room. Only the clothes Ayla was wearing were already on the bed. Ms. Ismi's body is limp knowing that her son escaped.

Can he imagine the tantrum of Mr. Bahar because of this problem. Moreover, he will be the target of the old man.

"Oh my God, son. Why did you leave? don't you feel sorry for mom?" said Ms. Ismi lirih.

"You ask for mercy from your son, Ismi. But you yourself have no pity on your own son, he is young, his future is bright, and you almost destroyed him" said Bu Nurul.

Ms. Ismi just kept quiet and sobbed. Bu Nurul immediately approached the woman of his age.

"Before Mr. Bahar gets angry you better leave this place" whispered Bu Nurul.

On a street there was a hijab girl running like she was scared. Without footwear in the heat of the heat. He did not care about that, which he thought at this time went away from Mr. Bahar's place.

He stopped long in the middle of the.

His breathing was breathless, he intermittently stopped his steps. His hand reached into the bag. It was only realized that the phone was left at the party.

"Oh my God, how can I know the state of motherhood?

They must have done something to Mom. O God protect my mother from distress" Ayla prayed in her heart. He felt calmer and away from the crowd. His legs started to get tired along with his body which was also tired.

Ayla's got a safe place to rest. The girl sat behind a banyan tree. The hot air during the day makes him tired after a long walk away from the place of Mr. Bahar.

"O Allah, if this is the way of my life that you have outlined, I can only hope for a glimmer of hope. No need for a beautiful one, it can definitely be where I'm taking refuge at the moment,"