Don't Underestimate Me
Bab

Azan dawn reverberated in Surau which is quite far from the house of Sekar. The eighteen-year-old girl rose from her sleep. But.he realized there was something different. Didn't he sleep on the couch last night? Why was he awake in his room?

Her eyes scoured around the room until her net caught the figure of the man who just yesterday became her husband sleeping on the sofa while curled up. Maybe it was cold or maybe the sofa was too short for his tall body.

Galuh got up from his bed. He went straight to his mother's room. His mother was reciting after the dawn prayer. But what I saw, it seemed like my mother was crying. Maybe yesterday was very painful for him. He just felt what mother's heartache felt like.

Ten minutes passed, Galuh had finished the prayer. But her mother still fluttered in her shabby prayer mat. Galuh did not want to disturb the specialness of mother. He chose to go back to light the furnace.

The girl started cooking rice. Confused by the side dish that will be cooked this morning. If usually every return from work from the factory, the mother always encouraged shopping. Not yesterday afternoon. Yes, because of that cruel and disgusting event.

Galuh open a closet that is usually used to store food. There are only salted fish.

He lowered his shoulders. It's okay this morning breakfast with salted fish first.She also washed the salted fish before I fried.

It's still pretty dark. The long haired girl walked out the kitchen door. Looking around the bathroom there are still basil leaves and cassava leaves.

Picking the leaves to be boiled and made fresh may not be a bad idea. Not forgetting he picked chili to make sambal.

After getting everything in the 'living stall', the beautiful girl immediately executed.

The distinctive scent of salted fish made pollution in the small hut. No exception Lingga who was still sleeping curled up on the shabby sofa.

The handsome man rubbed his eyes. His nose smelled the scent of salted fish.

At his view the mother-in-law is still sitting together with her face that is not too white. Her mother-in-law's bedroom door was left open. His wife's room was empty. Make sure the wife is in the kitchen.

The phallus stretches out both hands while relaxing its stiff joints due to sleeping on a short sofa.

The handsome man went back. He found the wife who was mengolek chili to make sambal.

The eyes of both of them exchanged glances as Linga flashed in front of Galuh. There was no greeting or reprimand. Yes, they don't know very well. Just know names. It's already!

The phallus cleans itself for a moment. His intention to take a shower was canceled. He'll shower in the rest area later.

When the handsome man returned to the kitchen, Galuh was no more. The fire in the furnace is also small and may have been extinguished. By the time he entered the dining room, his wife and mother-in-law were already sitting there.

"Breakfast first Nak Lingga!", said Sekar in a hoarse voice. The phallus obeyed him. His eyes instantly turned on the menu that he had never eaten at all.

Galuh caught Lingga's surprise with the menu on the dining table.

"Sorry, this is all I can provide."

Galuh brought rice for the Linga. Although last night Galuh did the same thing, but somehow his mind felt something different.

"Thank you!", said Lingga. The words that came out during the fight yesterday afternoon were like forgotten. The two young figures who suddenly became a couple were completely different.

If yesterday Lingga haughty with the word Lo Gue, as well as Galuh who has no fear against Lingga this morning both kicep. Weird right?

The simple breakfast was over. The three now sit in the living room.

"So, what about Lingga? You will continue this involuntary marriage?", asked Sekar to his son-in-law. Linga nodded for sure.

Galuh just sighed softly. The phallus took out a paper proving that they were married siri.

"You have saved Galuh!", and you have brought the paper. Then Lingga took a piece of twenty thousand coins and two pieces of five thousand. He wrote his name and Galuh and the date of his second marriage on the bill.

"This is the dowry I gave you yesterday!", so put down his watch.

Galuh looked at that thing lying on the table.

"I'm sorry, maybe while that's all I can love. I...ask your mobile number and your account number!", said Lingga.

Galuh also took his phone. Then he gave the phone number to Lingga.

"I don't have an account number" Galuh said.

"Then, how do I make money to you?", asked Lingga confused. Perhaps true, there is no love in their marriage. But her responsibilities as a husband are at stake here!

"You can come here at any time, right?", Galuh asked her husband.

Linga stared intensely at the little girl. Then he nodded too.

"Well, in two weeks I'm back here!" said Lingga. Galuh just nodded. Not even a comment.

"I.turn to the city now yes, Ga...Luh!", said Lingga. Galuh nodded slowly.

Whether instinct or what, Galuh shone hands Lingga then in kiss his immeasurably. Like a wife to her husband. The phallus was stunned but as much as possible he mastered his feelings. After that, Lingga said goodbye to his mother-in-law.

With a heavy heart, Lingga left the house. His car was parked in a garden a little far from his wife's house.

"Sorry!", muttered Lingga softly while staring at the simple house from afar. The young man immediately drove his vehicle into the city.

Unlike the Lingga, there is a figure that is a grown man who is still pacing in one of his best friend's rooms.

"That's Glen! Don't keep thinking about it. You gave him money. So for rich people kere he is big Glen!", chirped Roni, Glen's friend.

"It's not about the money Ron. But Lo knows for myself tomorrow I want to make merits with Helena. I feel like he knows nothing!"

"Glens! Come on, Lo man. It's normal to be naughty before you have a bini. Consider this a disgrace that you must keep well! Let's not one day be Boomerang for Lo himself!"

"This is all Lo's work on. Rese Lo all! Try if I'm not mabok, I won't be anything but girls!", said Glen again.

"Look easy Glen. Temen bed Lo item widow child one. His son is big. Not the girl of yesterday afternoon! He likes it most with the others. Yes no!", Roni asked his friends for approval.

"Come Glen! Lupain!", ask another friend.

His intention to refresh his brain because many jobs outside the company in the city, precisely Glen was caught in a mistake that he accidentally made.

The thirty-year-old man could only grab his own hair.

Am I going to Samperin's house? Also, I have to take responsibility for him. But.... What about Helena??