ATIQA
Chapter 57: Getting Married!

"How dare you hamili my son! Goddamn bum!" mr. Bondan just kept floating his raw bogem on Ardi.

In accordance with his plan to impregnate Atiqah, Ardi was not surprised at all. One step closer to binding Atiqah in his life.

"Pak .. pak ... already sir. Enough is enough!" ms. Asri detained her husband.

"What's enough? if I need to finish it right now!" lift one more raw bogem.

"Stoppp!! don't .. don't hit Ardi sir" shouted Atiqah. His face was pale, his hands clinging to the wall. Bondan and Asri looked back. Ardi was lying on the floor.

"Mother and father are disappointed with you" Mr. Bondan stood up, his eyes glazed over. But Ms. Asri was crying.

Atiqah lowered her head, a sense of regret was not important at this moment. What he did with Ardi was real and willing to do, even though he was initially threatened.

"Sorry" said Atiqah.

"Let's go home mom?! Let this kid do what. I'm very disappointed" Mr. Bondan pulled his wife away, Robi chasing his parents. The little boy did not understand what was happening.

Atiqah decays, sits on the floor. His head was dizzy and increasingly dizzy to see Ardi battered.

"Yang .. I'll take responsibility. We are old enough to get married" Ardi hugged the crying Atiqah. He was exactly 17 and Ardi was 18.

"We're home" Ardi asked.

"Where to? father of the same mother .." Atiqah's speech hangs.

"Go to the apartment first. You need to rest" Ardi kissed the temple. Atiqah closed her eyes feeling the heat channeled, trying to calm her heart.

"Your face ..." fingered Ardi's face.

"No problem. It's my risk" smiling with a bruised face from a few blows from her future father-in-law.

Ardi drove Atiqah to his car. The apartment feels the right place. Keep your distance and give time to angry parents.

Atiqah nibbled on her nails, agitated. The disappointed faces of his mother and father.

"Don't be afraid, there I am. I'm ready to take responsibility" kissed Atiqah's back.

Atiqah cried while nodding to look at Ardi.

That day Atiqah stayed at Ardi's apartment. His body was limp, repeatedly removing his entrails.

"You have Yang fever" Ardi put the back of his hand against Atiqah's forehead. His body was hot but his body was shivering with coldness.

"Cold .." he said with trembling lips.

"I'm compressing?" Ardi came out of the room to get some warm water and opened the closet, grabbed a small towel.

A small warm towel has been stuck on the forehead of the Atiqah. Ardi tidied up the blanket covering his entire body and Atiqah.

"Sleep yes, I hug" Ardi hugged Atiqah, rubbed his back to sleep.

Morning's approaching. Sunrise light enters the crevices of the room curtains. Atiqah wriggled, sniffing the scent of the body he was hugging. He opened his eyes, aligning his gaze.

Ardi opened his eyes, feeling a touch in his hair. "Wake up? any better?" ask Ardi then check the body temperature of his girlfriend.

"Udah, but .. Now I'm a lager" Atiqah whined.

"What do you want to eat?" asked Ardi while rubbing Atiqah's stomach.

"Chicken slurry equals egg satay" Atiqah grimaced.

"OK .. I'm a henchman" Ardi fingered the nightstand, looking for his phone. Ordering two servings of chicken porridge.

"Yang .. kiss" Atiqah asks Ardi to kiss her. Two kisses landed on the lips.

"I also want to kiss this" pointed to Atiqah's flat stomach. He sibak blanket that covers and then kissed many times until Atiqah kegelian.

"Do you want me to go?" ardi's question that Atiqah was unable to refuse. When pregnant young like this, Atiqah always wanted to be touched by Ardi the father of the baby.

Ardi's been down there long enough. The feeling of forgetting the heartbreak of Atiqah will be disappointed faces of both parents.

In his escape away for a while, Atiqah enjoyed this morning with Ardi. Clapping produces sweat points on the forehead and body.

That tight grip seemed to not want to just slip away. Ardi swung his body moving in rhythm with Atiqah's body contusion on it.

The melodious sound created like a melodious and erotic sound filled the room that bore witness to a pair of humans who were venting all longings and desires.

"*I love you"

"I love you too. Ahh*"

Atiqah's phone rang loudly from inside her clucth bag.

"There's a phone. Stop first" Atiqah held down Ardi's chest which was squeezing her.

"Now Yang ...." Ardi was still moving, kissing his neck. Atiqah was swept away again and let her phone keep ringing.

They haven't dressed yet. The apartment bell rings.

"The porridge order has arrived" said Ardi, getting out of bed picking up his boxer, wearing it and then grabbing the wallet.

Not the porridge order that came, but Bondan and Asri's pack who stood in front of the door without Ardi checking first from the screen.

Bare-chested and just using a boxer of course Ardi is very shy.

"Sir Ma'am .. please enter" said Ardi stammered, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Where's my son?" ask Mr. Bondan and go straight inside followed by Asri who does not want to see Ardi.

Ardi sighed while closing the door. It is really bad if the two see Atiqah still naked on the bed.

"Mom, you go inside. You wait here" told his wife to go into the room.

Ardi hurriedly ran to hold back the door that Asri was about to open. "Don't ma'am. Let me just get in".

"Why? what's the matter? Move you!" snatch bu Asri. Ardi opened the room door slowly and let her lover's mother in.

Ms. Asri was stunned, silently looking at the clothes strewn on the floor. Ardi picked up the clothes. His gaze now turned to the Atiqah who slept facing the wall. Only his bare back was visible.

"Geez mba!!" ma'am Asri shouted back. Atiqah opened her eyes hearing her mother's loud voice.

"Mother ..." Atiqah sat covering her naked body with a blanket.

"Wear your clothes!" insist on Asri. He went out of the room, slammed the door. She cried again, shaking her head, hugging her husband who was sitting waiting on the sofa.

Mr. Bondan rubbed the back of his wife who kept crying. "Mother is ashamed sir" he said with a sobbing followed.

"Prophe mom. Which parent is not ashamed that their child is like that. You're also embarrassed, but we're here to get this thing resolved quickly. Before his stomach gets bigger" said Mr Bondan, calming his wife.

Rice has become porridge, the only way to marry the two.

Ardi and Atiqah came out of the room. Atiqah looked down, she could not see the faces of her parents.

"Sit down!" said Mr. Bondan firmly. Ardi clasped Atiqah's hand tightly. Sitting together on the sofa, facing Bondan and Asri.

"Tomorrow you two are married. You ..--pointed Ardi-tell your parents about this. I don't want to know. Tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock come with your parents. Come home with my mom! Now!" strong remarks, Mr. Bondan. Atiqah raised her face looking at Ardi.

"Good sir. Tomorrow I come with my parents" Ardi answered steadily and nodded at Atiqah. "You're home. I'll come home tomorrow".

Seriate...