Forcing Old Marriage
It's pretty!!

Ujang swung his axe so vigorously. Making the wood that has been cut becomes split with just one lunge. Sweat dripping out of Ujang's body makes the mature sapodilla skin shiny in the morning sun.

Checkered stomachs are formed naturally because they often do rough work and also heavy work, arm muscles are also those that appear hard.

Ujang separate the wood that has been split in a different place, the wood that has been split must be formed again before becoming firewood.

Say Ujang village, when people use gas stoves to cook, Ujang even use the mainstay furnace. Not that he did not have the money to buy a gas stove, just that the man who is often called the old virgin felt no need to buy all the furniture or other glassware. Ujang put his axe and immediately sat on a wood that was still intact to light his cigarette.

Cigarette smoke was seen billowing from those dark lips, while sweat soaked his hair up to his temple.

"Should find Jang's wife," said a man who already had gray hair, chuckling at Ujang,, the oddity of the mockery was common to Ujang hear so it did not affect anything else for Ujang.

Ujang just snorted just hearing the rarity of the mockery.

"Who wants to be with me? girls today only want to the men of the City, where they want me, to the man who lives in the middle of the forest like me," said Ujang.

"Hmm you're right Jang too, maybe you should wait for a beautiful woman to stray here like most in those movies," Azis said, giggling.

"From now on you just disturb me, better help me put in the furniture orders Abang Asep," said Ujang again.

"Wait for my coffee is not over yet Jang" said Azis.

"One more minute well, if you still do not move as well, I will not pay you today" said Ujang.

"I know you are cruel Jang" said Azis. The old man was forced to get up from his seat.

"Abang, can the table be delivered now?" the sweet, delicate voice managed to stop the activities of the two men who were very different from the age of the girl.

"Jang, there's a beautiful girl going rough!!!" whispers of Azis on Ujang. Ujang who heard the whisper of Azis only snorted.

"Where's the stuff?" ask the beautiful girl again.

Ujang immediately walked towards the warehouse, the furniture was all stored there, the girl followed Ujang while looking around her and smiled slightly at Azis as Azis nodded at her with a teasing smile.

"Here we go" said Ujang, pointing to a table that had just finished in lacquer paint.

"Well, how is this Bang? I asked him not to be like this, I asked him a little high because I wanted to use it for my study table," said the beautiful girl, who was very tall, the long-haired and slightly curly was staring at his desk in dissatisfaction.

"Who's your name?" asked Ujang while looking at the beautiful girl, about the age of the girl was only about twenties.

"I'm Mentari" replied Mentari.

"Mamad's son, right?" asked Ujang while looking at the note of the bon that was in his hand at this time.

The mentari nodded his head.

"Yes Bang" replied Mentari.

"A few days ago your father came here and ordered it as your father wished so I made it as your father wished, if that day you came and ordered I would definitely make it to your order," Ujang.

The young girl looked very dissatisfied with Ujang's remark, even Mentari stared not interested at all at the table that his father ordered.

Ujang is still waiting for answers from the young girl in the checkered shirt, wearing short jeans and also white sneakers that have been dirty due to exposure to the ground.

"So what does he want? the table's in-person or it needs to be fixed first,?" ask Ujang again.

"This first drop!!! later make me a new one again in accordance with my wishes Bang," said Mentari gave up, but Mentari had told his father he wanted a high table in accordance with his high posture all-time,,, but Mentari had told his father he wanted a high table in accordance with his posture,, but instead his father ordered a table suitable for Kindergarten children, even though Mentari did not have any children at all, his brother had not had children until now.

"Well then, what kind of table do you want?" ask Ujang again.

"Wait Bang!!" mentari said then immediately pulled out his phone.

"Had Bang here hard network again," complained Mentari.

"Just bang like a study table in general but a little high, Brother see my posture, so adjust aja Bang," said Mentari again.

"All right!!," said Ujang.

"The money I love once the goods reach home well Bang," said the beautiful girl again as she walked towards her matic motorbike, wearing her helmet and then turned on her motorbike.

"Abang follow me!!!," said Mentari again and riding his motorcycle first.

"Ahayyy, Jang's windfall follows a beautiful girl, may you be a match, well," Azis teased Ujang.

Ujang just shook his head as soon as he heard the temptation of his friend.

"Look Azis, that little girl is unlikely to be my soul mate" said Ujang.

"Hmm is not small but you are old, one year you are forty years," said Azis.

Ujang did not mind the mockery of his friend, Ujang chose to drive the pick-up car that was filled with various items while following the back of the Mentari motorbike.

In the past, Ujang wanted to marry, marry a village girl who was good at cooking, only unfortunately when several times Ujang asked for a proposal, Ujang was always rejected on the grounds that he was not an office man, and so on,, anyways, any woman who wants to be invited to live in the hills, away from the homes of other residents.

For Ujang the figure of a prospective wife should ideally not need to look beautiful, the important thing is that the woman is polite and good at taking care of the family later. But the desire to marry Ujang has long stopped since four years ago, Ujang has stopped hoping to get married, maybe the fate of Ujang will indeed live alone until the end of his life to pick him up.

Ujang wiped his sweat using the towel he put on his shoulder, the road they passed was filled with gravel and also seemed to decline, but a slim body that was not far from the Ujang pick-up car, he said, looks so good riding his matic motorbike. Ujang to think why this City-style girl bothered to come to him all the way just to ask his father's order table.

Mentari's House...

His house is located in the opposite village, a simple house roofed tile with semi-permanent buildings.

Mr. Mamad immediately welcomed Ujang and helped Ujang lower the table.

"Dad, Mentari means not so the shape of his table, it is not suitable for Mentari to use," said Mentari who can no longer hide his dissatisfaction on his father's order table.

"This table is also a Mentari, only if you use this you have to sit down," said Mr. Mamad.

"Ishh where there is a study table sitting lesehan the heck Dad," said Mentari again.

"There is, this is the proof there," said Mr. Mamad again while pointing at the table.

"Isshh is up to Dad, the important thing is that I have booked another table with the brother," said Mentari and immediately entered his room.

"Hopefully, Mentari was even though he was twenty-two years old but his nature is sometimes still like children," said Mr. Mamad again while looking at Ujang.

"Oh yeah it's okay," said Ujang.

"You didn't ask Ujang?" said Mr. Mamad again.

"Ask what?" tanya Ujang did not understand.

"My son, considering this is the first time you've met" said Mr. Mamad.

"Oh, I've met him when he was in Elementary School" said Ujang.

"Oh you don't think she's pretty?" ask Mr. Mamad again.

Ujang who was tying the remaining items and then stopped his movement when he heard Mr. Mamad's question.

"Beautiful!!," replied Ujang.

"Do you like her?" ask Mr. Mamad again who makes Ujang immediately laugh.

"Don't make fun of me sir, Mentari fits me into my ponakan," said Ujang.

"Would you not if I match you with Mentari?" ask Mr. Mamad again.

"The problem is that Mr Mentari would not be betrothed to me this is suitable so his om? the answer is definitely he does not want, has been a mass of children themselves made into jokes,," said Ujang while chuckling small.

Ujang then got into his car.

"Yes Jang!! oh yes Mentari's order when will be delivered Jang? do not let him rampage again Jang just delivered, you also do not have a mobile number to be contacted," said Mr. Mamad again.

"This time I will be on time sir, three more days well sir," said Ujang.

"Alright,, I wait!!!," said Mr. Mamad with a friendly smile at Ujang.