After Wedding (Panji And Echa)
CHAPTER 8

Echa was just about to go home. His footsteps stopped when the mother had walked to the house mbok Darmi.

"Mom's gonna take a bushel, okay?" guess Echa.

"No, Cha. I'm gonna drop your clothes here. For a few days before Panji take you to Jakarta, just stay here first. You know each other." said Mrs Laksmi directly into the house.

"Where is your husband?" ask Mrs Laksmi.

"To her high school friend's house in the lower alley." said Echa as she walked into the kitchen.

"Kok you're not coming? the newlyweds must be together" said Ms. Laksmi.

"Cha, can I tell you that Panji hasn't come home yet" Ms. Laksmi was in the kitchen standing close to Echa.

"Yes, what do you want to say?" Echa sat in the dining chair with Ms. Laksmi.

"Mom see you're still indifferent to Panji. What's up, anyway? not that you love him too. You were the one yourself..."

"Mas Panji already has someone in Jakarta, Mom. They even plan a wedding. And I don't want to be in a position to snatch someone else's" said Echa throwing a look in another direction.

"Okay, maybe the situation feels sudden. You and Afan should get married. But I believe this is God's way of uniting you. Many are in old relationships but if ..."

"I understand that what we are experiencing is also due to compulsion. He may have been forced to marry me because he didn't want to be ashamed. But what if later we go back to Jakarta and find Panji mas still dealing with his ex.

I saw a tormented mother love father. But he left his mother and married the woman of his choice. I don't want to be like that, Mom,"

Ms. Laksmi shook her head. Supposedly with the status of Echa a scholar can think more broadly than his mother who graduated high school.

"Woman is nature to accept. Not that it is too resigned, but he must accept the line that has been determined. Like your marriage with Panji, it's already the provisions above. Accept the Banner as your husband, show your devotion as a wife. I'm sure sooner you Panji will forget his ex." Laksmi's mother gave her advice.

Falling in love and loving someone is one of the most beautiful feelings. It changes your world and it also changes you as a person. Some say, when you love someone and that person has the same feelings as you, when that person also loves you back, it is like a miracle in life.

When you love someone, you want to do what is best for them. You do the things they want and are the best, you learn to sacrifice, and make your love happy.

When loving someone often experience the rise and fall of the mood. There are times when we often feel unappreciated, there are also times when we feel very loved.

Establishing your own relationship is not just about you and your partner, but how to make the two understand each other. But what is often a constraint is that everyone has their own busyness and it often affects relationships.

Good love and compassion are love and compassion that make you a better person without changing you into someone else. Good love and compassion are those who are able to accept you for who you are. So, if you have found someone who accepts you for who you are, and makes you a better person, keep it because not everyone is able to accept others for who they are.

Learning to love it turns out to be really

difficult. But if you learn to love

someone who has loved us and has

waiting for us all this time with a heart

open, maybe not as difficult as for people who

loved too deeply but never

unloved.

If Savira hadn't gotten into Panji's life. Maybe Echa will accept Panji as her husband. Despite their impromptu marriage, Panji once said that he would love Echa wholeheartedly.

"I'm sorry Echa, ma'am. I'll learn to be a good wife to brother Panji uh Mas Panji."

"Assalamualaikum." a greeting was heard from the front door.

"Your husband goes home, serve him."

Echa swallows her salivary "Serve?"

Somehow he even imagined me in a boyong into the room. Again he dismissed such thoughts. Echa departs from Laksmi's mother's side to welcome Panji's return.

"Home home, Mas." welcome Echa straight to the Panji.

"It has. I bought this, near Hafiz's house there is a complete gudeg sales person. Of course I also bought your favorite krecek sambal." He handed a black plastic bag to his wife.

"I ate with Hafiz. It's for you same mom. I wanted the love that mom. But the guy there said mom was here.

Cha."

Echa turned her head when her name was called.

"Yes, Mas?"

"Lusa we go back to Jakarta, Yes. There was a message from Mr. Barata to meet before he wanted to go to Malaysia,"

"It looks like Mr. Barata's archive is on his laptop. I'll be home for a minute ...." Echa turned towards Panji. Their distance was very close to make the girl cranky.

"Cha, would you like to stay here tonight? we're already married." Panji's arm has already reached Echa's waist.

"Mas," great-grandson of Echa.

"Yes, honey." Panji twitched his flirtatious eyes. The words of affection that Panji made Echa nervous.

"She, mom. In the kitchen." whispered Echa.

"You know what not? your breath I've made me soar into the sky to seven. Especially if it is ..." Panji was shocked when his wife had already disappeared from his sight.

"Oh Allah, patience .. patience ..." The banner stroked his chest. He's still trying to get Echa's heart. The woman who has just one day become his wife is still indifferent.

"He is like Vira, not easy with men. God was fair, when I was still fighting against Savira. After a long time my heart was closed when I was disappointed in Kanaya. The girl came to bring hope, plus the blessing of Aunt Goddess Savitri. But it turns out Adrian messed up everything.

And I came back at the meeting of a woman who was almost similar to Vira" Panji said.

"So Mr Panji still hasn't moved on from Savira?" inner Echa.

"Mom" Panji greeted his mother-in-law.

"Have you gone home, Panji? I'm here to deliver Echa's belongings, from now on you live together. It's time you got to know each other. You guys already know each other. But, knowing before marriage and after marriage is different.

I'm picking up Echa, son Panji. The task of the mother has moved with you, please educate the mother's child well. She is still learning to be a good wife. Cha, mom comes home first, we're fine with your husband." Pamit Bu Laksmi's.

Time goes on, Echa and Panji are now alone in the house mbok Darmi. Just like Echa's wife was preparing her husband's prayer clothes. Because time has entered the prayer isya.

"Mas, here I prepare clothes for the mosque." said Echa.

"Why go to the mosque? should I not be your prayer priest. So we pray together at home." Echa also pamphit for ablution. In the following Panji also berwudhu.

The banner became a priest. Echa also became a master behind her husband solemnly. Echa prays that she can be a good wife. So does Panji, his hope is the same as wanting to be a good husband.

Finished Echa salad kissing her husband's hand. Long Panji looked at his wife. Reply with a kiss on the head of the Echa.

Bismillah, Allahumma jannibnaassyyaithaana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa.

Meaning: By reciting the name of Allah, O Allah, keep us from (disturbance) Satan and keep the devil from the sustenance which You have bestowed upon us.

"cha."

"Yes, Mas Panji?" Their eyes collided with each other. Echa immediately turned her face away.

"May I ask for my rights as a husband?" Echa stretched her body from the Panji. Why did he give himself up to a man who had not moved on from his ex.

"Not now, Mum. I'm not ready yet." she said to Panji.

"Yes, it's okay. We are legitimate. It could be anytime. Can I ask you something?"

"What, Mas?"

"Are you happy to marry me?" Echa just lowered her head without daring to hold her head up.

"Yes I know you have to accept me. Maybe I'm not as perfect as Afan. But trust me I'll be a much better husband than Afan. Just so you want to help me become a better person than before."

"Sorry, yes, Mas." said Echa.