First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR

First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
3. Reaping Storm


Bujang continued to walk closer, while Firda retreated step by step until finally his back hit the wardrobe. Bujang caged Firda with both hands placed on both sides of Firda's body.


"You don't go to ge-eran! I'm not gonna touch you. Let's both see! If next month your belly is still not growing, then all the family will know that you are not pregnant."


Firda swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, right what Bujang said. His lies will soon be exposed.


Yeah, next month everyone will know she's not pregnant.


How's nih?


"Or are you pregnant with your boyfriend? He won't take responsibility and then you'll leave that responsibility to me?" Bujang continued to stare hard at Firda's already pale face.


"No, don't accuse! I'm a good woman, where I might want to give myself up instead of my husband."


Bujang sneered.


"So far, what was your motive for slandering me? Just prank? You think life's a drama?" Bujang has tightened his jaw because it is very furious with what was done by Firda this morning.


How dare Firda honestly tell the truth.


" I'm sorry! We were only married religiously, you could divorce me tonight. I-I will tell Abah and Umi that if I have lied, I will also be honest with Brother Rose if I am just slandering. After that you can marry Brother Rose, right? My family matters let it be my business."


Bujang gawked, his teeth then clenched in annoyance. Clamped Firda's jaw with her big palm.


"Hey little boy, listen! The rose's been referring to her ex-husband, and you know what? They even had a wedding reception using the money I gave, don't feel good talking! You're going to bear the lies you've made to everyone, and it's still not enough. You also have to replace the money I spent on the rose, you understand?"


Bujang immediately released his clasps on Firda's jaw after seeing the girl grimacing with pain, her face flushed red because Bujang pressed her very hard.


Bujang stepped towards the closed door, he knew it was the bathroom.


He wanted to wash his face and head so that his emotions that had almost exploded were not vented to Firda.


This whole day he felt really messed up. The vilification of the young girl who was completely unknown to him, then the Rose who immediately canceled the marriage and chose a referral with her ex-husband.


Both his parents and his two younger sisters and all the family doubted that he was slandered, finally his Abah suggested to go straight to Firda's parents and bring an Ustadz who is the teacher najai Abah and Uminya.


"Well, does Abah believe that I committed the sin?" asked Bujang this afternoon after all the family returned home.


"You don't know, Mish, if he's lying, what for?" mr. Surya rubbed his face fretting.


His eldest son, indeed his age was too mature. At the age of thirty-five, Bujang was not married.


Twice Bujang was about to marry the girl of his choice, twice also failed for no apparent reason.


So when Bujang introduced the widow Rose divorced without children, Pak Surya and Bu Sri just agreed because Bujang was too old to continue to sing.


Bujang also did not know what to give a reason, because he did not know Firda other than considering Firda and two friends were one of the customers at the cafe D'NONGKRONGS.


"Now this is how it is, if he is playing around. Then reply to the game he made with a real marriage."


Bujang looked at his brother's face in disbelief, how could his brother provide a solution that makes Bujang more dizzy.


"Well..."


"The rose is married, the guarantee that was originally prepared for you and her now has been used by her along with her ex-husband who is now back as her husband. Abah doesn't want if you're gonna be the subject of some kind of mockery here, we're going to that girl's house tonight. So that she can't avoid it, you marry her tonight. Administrative requirements as an introduction to KUA can follow later, Abah knows one of the administrators there." said Mr. Surya at length.


"But, Bah...."


"That you know you're capable, Mish. It's just our secret, let no one know. Abah will tell Ustadz Gratitude." cut Mr. Surya before Bujang says his objection.


Bujang restores the hair on his head with water while remembering the chat with his brother earlier this afternoon.


Bujang is proud to have a father like Abah Surya who uncovers problems with a cold head. But the problem didn't end there. Facing the girl he did not know and unfortunately had become his wife made him more dizzy, he explained all the problems.


Not to mention the hateful look Bujang received from the girl's sister, what was her name, Bagas.


Bujang could see his hands clenched and his hardened jaw staring at Bujang, but Bujang understood the cause of his anger.


Who would not be angry if his sister is impregnated by a man who has aged like himself, if he knew that it was all his own sister's game.


Bujang came out of the bathroom with wet hair, looks Firda who was crying in the corner of the room.


"Not yet in what-apain is crying. Shut up! I want to sleep." sergeant Bujang while casually sleeping on Firda's bed.


Mana Bujang sleeps wearing only trousers and underwear again, armpit hair and chest hair looks timid peeking. Firda who was yelled at Bujang was immediately silent and so wanted to vomit to see Bujang's armpit hair.


His stomach suddenly felt nauseous but he was held back, worried Bujang who had been closed rebuked him again.


Firda is a virgin who never saw armpit hair and chest hair. Her brother Bagas never undressed or bare-chested in front of Firda except in the room, let alone his sister Raka. That's a kid still abege, so there's no funny feathers on Firda's.


After making sure Bujang was asleep because he heard his deafening decoy, Firda walked slowly to the bathroom to replace his gown with a T-shirt and jeans.


He must be vigilant, lest his chastity be snatched away by Bujang. Can't! Must be kept for her husband someday, uh.


Firda took a clean bedcover in the closet, unfurling it in the corner of the room. He slowly laid his body against the wall.


The bujang who pretended to sleep and pretended to snore smirked in satisfaction looked at Firda who was sleeping on the floor.


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