Forcing Old Marriage
Happiness is simple..

Mentari got a job offer as an honorary teacher at SDN 20 which is not far from his home. The school is located on the border of the village, quite taken by riding a motorbike for twelve minutes through the downhill and gravel roads. The public school was only inaugurated by the government three years ago, so the first batch still sat in the third grade, all pupils numbering seventy. Twelve teachers were average Civil Servants.

Mentari was asked to teach computer science in the first to third grade, not many hours just six hours a week, at least Mentari can find other activities besides taking care of the house.

Mentari content is seven months old at this time, but the magnitude is like nine months, but she is not a pregnant woman who is lazy to move, even if the homework is done,, but,, she helped paint furniture made by her husband.

Mentari was very happy when her desire to work was approved by her husband, in addition to being close to home, Mentari only needed to come in teaching hours only if her hours were empty she did not need to go to school.

"Not come your husband, Dance?" ask one of the English teachers who is the same age as Mentari, the woman is not married status is also still an honorary teacher, she just graduated last year.

"Not yet, maybe soon," replied Mentari.

The woman who asked seemed to be wearing her helmet and also pulled her motorcycle from the parking lot.

"Oh, if that's me first well, Dance," said the woman again.

"Yes be careful on the road well," said Mentari.

In addition to their age is also in the class of SD time, he lives in a neighboring village, a village that is only separated by a small river as a barrier between the two villages.

The condition of the school is already quiet, because the students are picked up early by their parents, rumors of child abduction are rife making parents and school parties more careful. Some teachers who picket went home one by one, but there are still those who still feel at home sitting in the office.

Mentari immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Ujang motor had appeared at the school gate. The new car they bought three months ago.

"Sorry Tari, Mr. Heru invited me to talk, so I was a bit late to pick you up," said Ujang while wearing a helmet for Mentari.

Since Mentari was pregnant, Ujang did not allow his wife to bring her own motorbike, if going anywhere should be delivered by her.

"No Bang, there are still other teachers in the office," said Mentari while holding Ujang's shoulder as a pedestal, he lifted his heavy body so that he could sit in the motorcycle seat.

They had performed an ultrasound last month, and it was their God's blessing that they were given two babies at once, and, as twins, both male and female twins, that caused Mentari's stomach to be larger than her gestational age.

Mentari still remembered very well, Ujang shed tears when the doctor said there were two babies in the abdomen Mentari, never saw Ujang as happy as that,,, and he said,, even Ujang has been inspired to give thanks and invite orphans to their homes.

"Abang," said Mentari while wrapping his hand tightly in the stomach Ujang.

"Yes, Tari," said Ujang while focusing on riding his motorcycle.

"Babbrother's stomach" said Mentari with a small chuckle.

Since Mentari was pregnant, her husband's stomach grew too and it made Mentari feel funny.

"From tomorrow I will be playing sports again" said Ujang quickly.

His body had always been a mainstay to attract the attention of his wife, but now he was pregnant as well.

"Nothing kok Abang, as long as not just worms the contents," said Mentari and then chuckled amusedly.

"This is because my eating is no longer controlled, the cooking is always good, make me eat, hold Dance, we want to climb" said Ujang.

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They had just finished their congregational prayers, as usual Mentari would complain about his aching calf, his large stomach was out of balance with his body still slender,, he said,, sometimes you feel short of breath if you eat too much.

Ujang hands painstakingly massaging the calf Mentari, it is a routine activity that he always does every night, not even infrequently Mentari will sleep well.

Mentari still vividly remembers the words of one of the mothers,, The mother had just entered after maternity leave, she said how hard it was to be a new mother,, she would even stay up every night to cope with her fussy baby. Not to mention the story about the pain of giving birth makes Mentari immediately horrified himself.

"Continue?" tanya Ujang is not satisfied with the Mentari story. His hands again massaged the calf Mentari who had not opened his face.

"If we're good how are you? are we gonna wear KB too?" ask Mentari.

Ujang looked pondering for a moment.

"Don't, I like to have many children Dance, I used to be the only child and very unpleasant if playing alone," said Ujang while remembering his young self always asked for a sister, Ujang said, even always forcing his mother to the hospital to bring home a little sister,, a very simple thought at that time, Ujang thought the hospital could give a baby to anyone,,, because in the observation of the little Ujang, everyone who came home from the hospital, always brought a baby.

"We already have two, Brother," said Mentari.

"New two, not twelve," said Ujang with a sweet smile to see his wife.

"Well twelve? oh my God, there's that many kids?" ask Mentari to be surprised.

"There was Mr. Heru, fourteen brothers instead," said Ujang.

"It's amazing that his mother, not imagined to have that many children," said Mentari.

"We do not need that much, half of it be," said Ujang.

"Seven Brothers?" said Mentari while rounding his eyes, his mouth gaping how troublesome it is to have seven children.

"Yes could be a little less so six," said Ujang as he gave a smile.

"Tari, he wants three Abang," said Mentari.

"Three births but twins will all be six as well" said Ujang.

"Well, how troublesome," said Mentari.

"The repot if it is small, if it is big it will be good, especially if it is all successful, I do not want my children to be like me, Dance, Dance, and so on,, confined in this village without seeing the outside world" said Ujang. There was a sad look on his face.

"Well that's Dance wonder as well, that brother's family is famous, but why isn't Brother in high school?" ask Mentari.

"In my time, graduating high school can be said to be high school, the average friend of mine graduated from Elementary School, at that time I never thought about going to college, my parents also never forced me, after graduating from High School I worked to help Dad make furniture," said Ujang while helping Mentari sit down, then switch massaging the nape of Mentari after releasing his wife's mucus.

"But education is so important right now, I want our kids to go to school in the pesantren, and then go to the Middle East, we don't need our rich kids, Dance, we don't need to,, but they can pray for us when we're gone, sometimes instead of regretting Father and Mother, they're not strict enough to teach me religion, they leave with a lot of inheritance," say Ujang again.

Mentari hugged Ujang, hugged her husband's back, how are you? who still refuses to wear a hijab? isn't he going to be a parent soon? The mentari felt slapped on his own.

"We have to learn a lot first because the first education of the child is at home," said Mentari.

Ujang was just about to say, when a hard kick touched his stomach, they both laughed, while looking at the belly of the Mentari that moved undulating.

"Maybe they are fighting," Mentari said in between her laughter.

"Or they feel disturbed because of the stomach overwritten by his father," Mentari said again.

They immediately laughed again, happy is simple, grateful and enjoy, that was the message of the late Father Ujang first.