First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
6. The World They Have

After lunch, Bujang decided to sleep. Last night he could barely close his eyes. Yes how to sleep, his life was turned upside down like a roller coaster made Firda..

A few months preparing for her marriage to the Rose, in an instant it fell apart.

"Don't you eat, pray, when are we going home?"

Bujang opened his eyes, the girl who had been the cause of the collapse of his wedding plan had stood next to him with clothes ready to leave.

"The promise is afternoon, not noon, rest first. Your father must be resting too. Take a nap, the devil does not take a nap."

bujang said, closing his eyes again.

"So you said I'm a devil?" shout Firda.

"Yes Allah...Paradise ...Can you not scream? This is not a forest, Abah and Umi are also resting. What do you want to do quickly go home? From now on, we stay here, listen?"

"If I don't want to?"

The lazy bujang served Firda's words, he immediately hugged the bolting pillow and turned his back on Firda.

Huh, definitely again ngayangin the bahenol tuh.

Firda sneered, choosing to sit in front of the dressing table. The phone that caused her to be in Bujang's room now rang, Firda quickly shifted the receive button.

[ Firrr....Our moss is waiting for you, but why not nongol too? Uh, you know what? It turned out that the weathered bachelor was still alive, and did not look stressed either. Let's not get her married, turn her phone around!]

Gita still seems to be unresolved.

[Know where? It could be that he is rich' so that others do not know that it actually breaks my heart, remember you...Become pieces after you leave.] Shake Firda's voice while singing.

[The kids at the cafe said he was married, but didn't know who? So.] The biang kerok Sisil spoke up.

[Oh, can't dong! The rules are not like that, items that have been in hand should not be asked for again.] Firda quickly interrupted Sisil's words.

It's delicious, Bujang did not become married to the Rose bahenol, but his successor he.

The three argue and ask to find out who Bujang will marry.

Bujang who intended to sleep had out his horn heard the chirping of the three boys who initially whispered Firda answered him so that he again raised his voice.

Bujang just dragged Firda up to the bed.

"Shut up, now sleep, don't babble!" said Bujang silenced Firda's mouth as usual with his big palm.

Firda thrashed, but his body was just hugged like a bolster pillow by Bujang.

Gita and Sisil called out to Firda, but how could Firda answer. His hands were struggling so that he could escape from Bujang's embrace.

Bujang pretended not to know, he kept his eyes closed. Until Firda runs out of new energy silencing Firda's mouth on the loose.

"If I die, you have to take responsibility" said Firda limp.

Bujang just smiled cynically.

"Your mouth is silenced, not your nose. Not lebay! Sleep quickly! Ba'da Ashar we're going to Dad's house, don't protest! "

Cie Cie already called himself Brother ni ye? Because soin Firda pillow bolsters for a moment the Bujang no longer use me for himself, but wear Brother.

Firda did not dare to speak anymore, he just silently glanced at Bujang who had closed his eyes again.

Firda looked at the ceiling of the room, he wanted to take his phone that had been placed forcibly by Bujang on the dressing table. Did they hear Bujang's voice?

Firda's mind kept circling around looking for a suitable reason to explain to Sisil and Gita so that both of them were unsuspecting, getting tired of themselves and finally falling asleep on their own.

Both Bujang and Firda do not realize that they have slept naked. Haseek.

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Ba'da Ashar Bujang is ready to sit on his bike waiting for Firda who is alone with Umi and Abah.

Though Firda's parents' house and Bujang's parents' house are not too far away, still in one RW only different RT. But Firda pamit style is like going home.

"Well, how about riding a motorcycle? Not in the car?"

Not that Firda prestige, only if riding a motorcycle would know people like Firda boncengan same Bujang. Although it must have also spread the news that Firda was married by the weathered Bujang after canceling marriage to the Rose, so it would be put where Firda's face.

Bujang is handsome and dashing, but too old for Firda. How about meeting Hans, the guy who's been Firda's friend all this time. It's his reputation.

"The car wanted to be used by Abah and Umi to the house of his relatives, has gone up! Or do you want to walk?"

Firda pouted, how to make his face not look people yes.

Ahay...Firda got an idea.

He immediately climbed on the rear bonce, bowing his head behind Bujang's back.

Bujang was silent to see Firda's absurd behavior, through the tail of his eyes Firda glanced to the right and to the left watching the road they passed. His mouth commits to reading do'a so as not to meet people who know or know him.

Arriving in front of the house, Firda immediately jumped from the buzzing motor Bujang.

"Astagfirullah, Fir... Be carefull! What if something happens to your womb?" His mother scolds him anxiously.

"You're young, and this is your first pregnancy, if anything happens? It will be difficult to get pregnant again, do not install again yes!"

Firda would cry, if only his mother knew that it was all a lie.

Firda also knows that her mother is sad, angry and disappointed to blend into one. The only daughter pregnant out of wedlock, and the most shocking was that the man was already too mature for Firda and the other person's future husband. But what you want to say, it's all happened.

Firda could see his mother's sleep-deprived face and her swollen eyes, surely her mother had cried a lot.

"Sorry Firda, Buk!"

"Yes, I have asked God for forgiveness!" said his mother while looking at Bujang who can only quietly listen to the conversation Firda and her mother.

His parents are good, why is his son so bad?

Deni's father invited Bujang to talk on the back porch of the house.

"Jang, uh, sorry, your name isn't Bujang, is it? But since people call you Bujang, I don't know your real name." Deni's father laughed a little.

Sadness and guilt for not being able to keep his daughter from the act of immortality is still visible on his sad face, Bujang is actually not hearty but it is impossible to be frank at this time. The marriage has already taken place, it is also impossible for her to divorce Firda.

"It's up to me to call Bujang or Hamish, as comfortable as Dad" said Bujang with courtesy.

"Assynoltom...Fir... The Word....Eh, Firda.." the shrill voice from the front suddenly made Bujang look at the face of his father-in-law want to know who was screaming so.

Deni's father smiled faintly.

"Both Firda's friends, they are like that. The world they have, Mish." cheered Deni's father tried to banish the cloud from his heart.

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