Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 1

A grown woman walks in the rain. He cried all the way to his simple house.

The woman had just been the victim of sexual harassment committed by the authorities in the factory where she worked all this time.

The status of a single childless widow is always in one eye. He was always underestimated because of his status. Moreover, her face was still beautiful at thirty-six years old. Her daughter just celebrated graduation at High School today.

Now, the name of that poor woman. Arriving at home he cleans himself under the rain. The adult woman could only cry under the rain behind her husband's humble abode.

"Oh my God, what's my fault! Why would I have to experience something like this! Why!!!", cried Sekar in between his tears. Neighboring houses in this village are quite far apart.

She ended her crying before her daughter came home. He doesn't want to, Galuh is sad about it. I know very well what his daughter's character is. But...I feel ashamed and guilty. Sekar felt that she had betrayed Galuh and her late husband.

Now she has changed her clothes. He sat leaning on the floor while bending his legs. Her tears were still melting but her cries were silent.

The shadow where he was abused also overshadowed his eyes. The figure of a man whose age is not much different from his by forcing has harassed him. Even lightly he threw a lot of money for a Sekar very much. But Sekar didn't take a dime. To him, his pride was much more expensive compared to the money that the man threw at him.

Fighting a ruler seems to be a waste! The poor are unlikely to be considered. No one will defend him even if he is right.

Arggghh....

He screamed like crazy. Galuh opened the door of his living room.

"Mother!!!", the surprised Galuh's eyes found the mother sitting on the floor in a messy condition.

Galuh approached the mother who looked very chaotic. The phallus behind Galuh had only approached the two women but was still a distance away.

"Mother why?", asked Galuh while hugging Sekar who was still roaring. Galuh also seemed to shed her tears.

"Dirty mother Luh! Dirty mother!", cried Sheer in between her cries. Galuh who does not understand is only able to hug his mother. But a few seconds later, Sekar fell unconscious.

"Mother!?" cried Galuh. The phallus approached the two women.

"Lo's mom just fainted."

The phallus lifts the body off the floor.

"Where is Lo's mother's room?", asked Lingga to Galuh.

"There!", replied Galuh. The phallus also carried the body of his mother-in-law into a room that was very simple for him.

After putting the mother-in-law, Lingga only looked at the two women.

"Mom, who has hurt my mother?" asked Galuh on the sidelines.

"Let Lo's mom take a break, I want to talk to Lo!"

Lingga took Galuh out of his mother's room. The girl wiped away the tears that were dripping down her cheeks.

The couple is now sitting in the living room. The phallus looked around the room. He was once invited to his art house in the village, but his art house is much more worthy than his wife's house.

"Gue just wanted to say!", so that paused his words.

"Today I went back to town. My business in this village is done!", said Lingga. Galuh didn't respond to anything.

It's getting dark. Although the rain had subsided, but the cold atmosphere was still enveloping.

"Gue know, this impromptu wedding we never wanted before. But....!"

Linga hanging her words, Galuh looked at her husband.

"You want to go, please! I will not forbid you!", Galuh said.

The phallus swallowed his saliva. He felt like an irresponsible man. Though his parents educated him to be a good and responsible figure all this time. But..if he returned to the city suddenly bringing his wife and in-laws, what would be their response???

Lingga handed over the watch he had made the dowry. Then a ring, though not gold but a matter of price may be equivalent to two grams of gold. He recalled that there was a ring that he had made his titanium chain necklace pendant just now while lowering the mother-in-law. Her pendant which was a ring almost caught on her mother-in-law's negligent studs.

"I'll be back! So, wear this ring! I forgot I had a ring to make my dowry."

Galuh still flinching. The phallus grabbed Galuh's fingers that were flat and very tiny in his eyes. He put the finger on Galuh's ring finger.

"I have to go!", said Lingga. The two stared at each other.

What kind of marriage is this? Both are still young. Okay, age may not be a problem but the two did not know each other before. How will they live their home life?

Suddenly, a heavy rain fell. The weather outside is also quite extreme. Strong winds and thunder were unpretentious.

"If you want to go, please! But wait for the rain to subside!", said Galuh. The girl passed by leaving Lingga who was still sitting on a rickety bench.

Lingga eyes observe the rain that still looks rushing from behind the glass windows of this house is very dull. He hoped that after this, there would be no more big problems that would befall him.

Galuh brought a steaming glass of hot tea.

"Please drink!", said Galuh. The long-haired and cute girl was thrusting tea in front of the Linga.

"Thank you!",sohut Linga.

This afternoon, they were both like mice and cats. But now, both of them were covered in awkwardness.

"It's not raining yet, stay over. Tomorrow you can go back to your city! I'll clean the room first. Sorry, maybe our gubug is nothing compared to your palace in the city!", Galuh said as he stood leaving Lingga.

Galuh went into a room that must have been his room. Not good, but the room was nice. There are only curtains to cover the room, without doors.

Moments later, Galuh came out of his room.

"I'm going to go back for a second! You can rest in the room!", said Galuh again leaving Lingga.

After Galuh died, Lingga also entered his wife's room. He threw himself in there. Hardened cotton mattress certainly makes Lingga fall uncomfortable. Especially every day Lingga sleeps on a soft mattress.

But, this one month he KKN in the next village. Although not as luxurious as his house, but where he rented a place to live is much more worthy of his wife's house.

Azan magrib sounded. Galuh entered his room without awkward even though there was a Lingga who was trying to lay down there. Galuh as if not disturbed by the presence of Linga there.

"Where?", asked Lingga.

"Sholat in the mother's room!", Galuh answered briefly. Hearing the wife's answer, Lingga also rose.

What if the midnight rain keeps falling? Inner Linga.

The phallus washes his face and arms. The weather is already very cold. He had no desire to take a shower. Maybe tomorrow morning, before he leaves for the city.

After washing his face, he returned to the mother house. When closing the kitchen door, Galuh was lighting the furnace.

"What do you want?", asked Lingga.

"Needs."

I answered briefly. After that, the phallus returned to the room. He grabbed his phone. There were messages sent by her friends. But Lingga chose not to reply. So, let it go! After arriving in the city, he contacted his friends.

"Mom, eat first!" said Galuh waking his mother. He rose with his empty look.

"Eat ya Ma'am?"

He nodded without a sound. Galuh led the mother to sit at her simple dining table.

A plate of warm rice and eggplant and soy sauce sauce sauce sambal ala level is served at the dining table.

"See Mom, Galuh call me Lingga first!", said Galuh. Mata Sekar follows where her daughter steps.

"Em..mas Lingga, we eat!", Galuh told her husband. Lingga who was playing his phone also looked up. Maybe surprised because Galuh called her 'Mas'. Without waiting for her husband to answer, Galuh left her room. Soon enough, Lingga followed his wife to the dinner table.

Sekar looked at Lingga with a question mark.

"Who?", asked Sekar. Linga extended her hand to Sekar. But there was no welcome from her mother-in-law, making Lingga lower her hand.

"I'm Lingga, Mom. Galuh Husband!"

Sekar's eyes widened directly at his daughter.

"What does Galuh mean?", asked Sekar. Galuh grabbed his mother's hand.

The girl also explained the incident that had happened this afternoon until she ended up married with Lingga. The man he just met.

Sekar's body immediately limp. Today he had many surprises in his life.

"Mom, sorry Galuh Bu!", Galuh shook Sekar's shoulder. Even a phallus cannot do much. If the incident had been prevented this afternoon, it probably wouldn't have been like this.

Crying without a sound. Galuh hugged his mother.

"You eat, I want to go to the room!", She got up from her chair.

"Mom.!", Galuh wanted to prevent his mother, but the ringing of the Linga made Galuh undo it.

Now, a couple who are still both young husband and wife are back together.

"We'll eat first, ma'am! Sorry, I can only make that side dish."

Galuh prepared the rice into a dish that he served in front of the Linga. Warm rice and egg sauce sambal kecap.

Linga received her dinner menu that she had never tasted before. Warm rice and cold eggs! If it's normal he's eating with some side dishes, not this time. This menu is her stomach. The money in his ATM is a lot, but he does not hold any cash other than the thirty thousand.

His intention, he would come out of the village to the county town to take the money. But ill-fated, in the middle of the road he was forced to become an impromptu bride.

Linga began to feed the rice, although slowly Lingga enjoying the simple menu.Entah really delicious, or because of hunger makes Lingga quickly spend the meal.

A few minutes passed with silence. Galuh clean up their former dinner together. After that, he took her to the kitchen.

Shortly afterwards, Galuh brought rice for her mother to the room. Again, Lingga just stared at the figure of a petite woman whose status was already legitimate to be his wife.

The young man who was almost twenty-three years old did not know what to do now. He also returned to his room.

From his room, he heard the chatter of mother and son were having a serious chat. Occasionally sounds from the mother-in-law. Until finally, Lingga heard that the mother-in-law had just been abused by the officials of the factory where he worked.

But as a new person in their lives, of course the Linga has no right to interfere in the affairs of both of them.

Due to fatigue, Lingga was asleep on a cotton mattress that tortured his back.

Different from Galuh. The girl accompanied her mother in the room adjacent to the room that Lingga used.

"So what's going on in the future Luh! You are married, are you going to leave your mother here?", asked Sekar in a frustrated tone.

"Ngga Ma'am. The tone will always be the same mother!", Galuh said. She rubbed her daughter's head leaning against her stomach.

Back then, when she was Galuh was married. At the age of thirty-six, Galuh was eighteen. But, he married Prastian because they did love each other. Not because marriage is forced as Galuh and Lingga live.

"Anyway, marriage is not a toy Luh!"

Galuh just silence not responding to his mother's words.

"Mom, do you know who has abused you?", Galuh asked after she tried to venturate asking.

Sekar.

"Mother doesn't know. But it seems like he is one of the higher-ups of the Luh factory!", said Sekar with a soft voice and followed by a small sob. He calmed his mother.

"Sorry Mom, Galuh won't ask you again."

He began to calm down, slowly closing his eyes. Actually Galuh tired. Tired of his activities last afternoon and tired of the sudden reality.

Galuh tipped his butut phone. Although not an expensive brand, at least the android phone seken that he cicil at the front village counter.

His eyes turned to the figure of a young and handsome man sleeping uncomfortably on his bed.

Just because of misunderstandings and trivial problems, the two must engage in a forced marriage.

I decided to sleep in the living room. His mother's sleeping position on the edge of the bed makes Galuh reluctant to disturb the mother's sleep.

Sleeping in her room is impossible. There was a foreign figure who controlled his bed. And neither would Galuh have to sleep with a man she did not know even though she was religiously her husband's rightful.

Slowly, Galuh entered his room to pick up pillows and blankets. He took it to his simple living room. At least, for tonight he can rest his body. Tomorrow's business, he'll think about it later.