Forcing Old Marriage
Because Ujang's soul mate is still in school...

Many years ago...

The five-by-six-meter room with a window facing the rising sun, on a bed was a sleeping body figure facing the window, occasionally tears were melting on his cheeks. She is not a lazy woman who likes to sleep rather than work, but the news this time makes the joints of the woman weak, the woman is very disappointed and also very sad.

She was just an old woman who had a single son and had no siblings, not that she did not want to have many children but her womb might be less fertile as a woman, she said, because to get Ujang alone he must seek treatment first.

The woman in her sixties turned her head when there was a gentle touch on her shoulder, she did not not know that the person had entered since earlier in her room, she said, but the woman refused to look.

"Mom" that big but lovingly impressed voice was the voice of his own son.

"I want to talk" said Ujang.

The woman who was none other than Ujang's mother immediately woke up from her bed, the woman looked at the tired face of her only son.

"What's up?" ask the woman.

"I'm afraid I'm thinking too much about what has happened, I can get sick later if I think too much" said Ujang.

"How can I not think of what Nurlela and her family do is very tarnish our self-esteem Jang, the date of your marriage has been determined but Nurlela instead broke off the engagement at will,," said the woman in a high voice.

"This is the third time you have failed Jang, so I think what is wrong with you, you are not a disabled man, you are also not an unemployed man, then why every fiancee has happened, the women always cancel just like that, Mother now so sure the same words of one of the mothers at that time that you were bullied by people," said the woman again.

"That can't be Mom, I don't think that all sorts of things maybe they're not Ujang's soul mate" said Ujang again.

"Nothing is impossible Jang, today people can do anything to get rid of their enemies, many are envious of our family, and many are,, it could be that you are not married because you are worked by an envious person," said Ibu Ujang again.

"Astagfirullah halazim, Istighfar Bu, it is not good to guess things that are not certain to happen," said Ujang who did not think with his mother who suddenly had a bad prejudice, usually his mother is most calm when faced with problems, but at this time the woman who has given birth to him looks very uncontrollable.

"What is our lack of Nurlela's family? every time his father borrowed money, we always loved him, even his fifty million debts I never charged, he should be ashamed to have done this to our family Jang," said Ibu Ujang again.

Ujang only sighed as soon as he heard his mother's overflowing anger.

"Mom should go ablution first so that Mother's heart is calm, Ujang want to go out for a while," said Ujang.

Ujang chose to leave his angry mother instead of serving her anger, Her mother is not the type to talk a lot, she talks as necessary, but right now her mother's heart is really very hurt,, it was only three days ago that they got engaged but today she called off the engagement.

This is the third time failure for Ujang, for Ujang it no longer feels, no pain, no disappointment too, Ujang as if he had prepared himself to fail again, but seeing the face of his mother who was so hit made Ujang angry.

Ujang took the key to his bike, what drove him, Ujang went to Nurlela's house. Until not long later Ujang arrived at the house of Nurlela, now Nurlela was sitting on the porch of his house, the woman paled so see Ujang but tried to smile.

"Bang Ujang," Nurlela said with a nervous smile, Nurlela did not see a smile from Ujang's face, there was only a cold gaze.

"Where's your Dad?" ask Ujang.

"Father is at Bang's house" the woman replied nervously.

"If the engagement business is void with me Bang spoke," said Nurlela again.

"I don't want to talk to women who don't have ethics and feelings, tell your father I want to talk to him" Ujang said.

Nurlela trembled but she quickly entered the house.

"Look Jang" said Nurlela's father.

Ujang entered after saying his greetings, Nurlela and his mother went straight into the room.

"So.." said Nurlela's father who was not finished because it was cut by Ujang.

"Pay the debt of the Father to my Mother," said Ujang, the look on the face of Nurlela's father immediately turned anxious.

"Wait, wait for Jang, don't get angry if the engagement is off, I can persuade Nurlela to continue this engagement" Nurlela's father said.

"Please calm down, patient Jang" said Mr. Nurlela again in panic.

"I wait until tomorrow if you do not pay it off as well, then I will report to the police," said Ujang then immediately rose from his seat without heeding the request of Nurlela's father.

This is not Ujang's self, he is a restrained man, he does that not because he is heartbroken, not at all.

Nurlela is not a pretty girl, her body is short and fat, she is also not in high school, Ujang accepted the engagement just because her parents continue to urge her to get married, so she will not be able to get married, but as if Nurlela's family was playing tricks on her family, Ujang was very angry to see her mother did not get out of bed, did not want to eat and spent her time crying.

Ujang drove his motorbike to the village road, now it is afternoon, SMK children crowded cycling in the afternoon, SMK school was divided by two shifts because of its many students,, scattered on the village road today are afternoon shift students.

Ujang was interested when he saw one person separated from the group, she was a teenage girl who often Ujang heard his name, wearing a white shirt and also sports pants, sweat sprung on the girl's forehead.

"What's the deck?" ask Ujang.

"My bike chain broke off Bang," the girl replied with a frown and was currently squatting looking at her bike chain. Ujang down from his motorbike, soon Maghrib it is only natural that if the girl panics, her house is still far away.

"Yes broke up" said Ujang while holding the bike chain.

Ujang clearly saw the anger on the face of the beautiful girl, understandably as a girl they were taught there at home before the Maghrib, otherwise it would be stamped as a woman is not good.

"Mamad's son, right?" Ujang.

The girl immediately raised her face, a clean white face with very beautiful eyes, while Ujang was really stunned, Mr. Mamad's son was beautiful, really very beautiful. Just this time Ujang was stunned to see a girl but unfortunately again their age is far different, in a hurry Ujang self-conscious. It was also impossible to marry the girl that stunned him.

"Yes, you know my dad?" ask the girl.

"Know, furniture subscription is the same as me," replied Ujang.

"Oh" said the girl indifferently. The girl crouched down again thinking about how to get the bike back.

"Have wanted the Maghrib, let me take it," said Ujang.

"But the bike?" ask the girl.

"Can you hold it?" ask Ujang back.

"Can" said the girl.

"Let's just hold it," said Ujang.

The teenage girl who was none other than Mentari immediately held her bike, Ujang arranged her seat so that Mentari could sit comfortably while holding her bicycle which had been given a place as well.

"Where do you live? never been seen?" ask Mentari.

"At the border of the village, in the Hill," replied Ujang.

"Oh there," said Mentari.

"Have you been there?" ask Ujang.

"Not yet, but Dad often subscribes to the same furniture Brother right?" mentari.

"Yes" said Ujang.

"I'm sorry, Bang is troublesome" said Mentari felt bad.

"It's okay," said Ujang.

The pair of humans were no longer conversing, both silent, it was the first conversation between Ujang and Mentari.