Forcing Old Marriage
Successfully destroyed Ujang's frozen heart...

The pretty eyes were watching the figure that was cradling their child, Azzam a baby a few days old was changing day to night, and night to day. During the day he spent the night sleeping, while at night he woke up and cried even until dawn. Until definitely make both parents stay up late, but Mentari and Ujang never mind it, they love their children very much, and they love their children,, moreover, Ujang who always helps Mentari even though he is also tired of working but he still helps his wife babysit.

The smiling Mentari saw Ujang's eyes closed as it endured the drowsiness, with the red baby beginning to settle into his sturdy hands. Well this is how if they take care of the tiny baby who always stays up late.

"But! Bang's!" whispered Mentari, afraid to wake their baby who just started to fall asleep at four in the morning. Because if he wakes up they may have trouble putting the baby to sleep again.

"Hmm?" sahut Ujang, began to open his eyes that were already very heavy. Until almost asleep.

"Sleep! let Tari who take care of Azzam, Abang is very sleepy," said Mentari while looking at Ujang whose eyes were about to close because it was too sleepy.

That's how Ujang is a very loving man with his wife, he will not make Mentari stay up late because of parenting. He must have come along too and must have had his wife sleep first because they took care of her child in turn.

"Dance, have enough sleep, it's your turn to rest now" said Mentari while changing his lying position to sit. Ujang looked doubtfully at Mentari. He did not want his wife to sleep less because of pity if his wife was sleep deprived.

"Well, you've got enough sleep, Dance?" ask Ujang once again while staring at Mentari.

"Yakin Brother," said Mentari.

"Let's have another brother who sleeps now, it's not long before dawn prayers, Brother sleep first I wake up," said Mentari.

Ujang nodded his head then thrust the red baby that is still in the building, then lay his head down, a matter of seconds, the smooth snoring of Ujang sounded. Mentari rubbed the tired face then smiled, having Ujang is a huge gift for him. Mentari is very grateful his father paired himself with Ujang, a man with a complete package like this.

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A few months later....

The perfect morning, the view from Bukit, shows the atmosphere of the roof of the people's house in the next village, the location of the Ujang house which is higher and separated from the residential area, it is unique in itself because it presents a beautiful view to miss. Mentari tied her long hair, the young mother with three children was not at all less beautiful even more beautiful, Mentari was still like a girl who had a perfect body, the difference is only slightly contained than before but the place contains her in a place that Ujang really likes.

Her face was extremely smooth white, a pair of brilliantly beautiful eyes, a small and pointed nose, tiny lips like the buds of a rose that were bursting. The beautiful woman who was very much adored by the young men, managed to melt the frozen heart of Ujang.

A breath of fresh air filled her lungs, a beautiful smile splashing across her naturally red lips. Being the wife of Ujang is a peerless gift, a man of stout stature but full of charm is a picture of a husband that is ideal. If other women can see how Ujang treats her, surely Mentari will be a lot of rivals certainly many who want to get her husband,, because who is the woman who does not want to be treated very well by her husband certainly does not exist.

"Hey," Mentari immediately shook his head in shock, when his arms were firmly coiled around his neck, accompanied by the roughness of the sideburns attached to his shoulders and made Mentari immediately feel amused. Amusedly delicious.

"But, Tari prefers here" Mentari added. Mentari rubbed the smooth back of Ujang's hand, so warm embrace Ujang this morning, as warm as his enormous love for Mentari.

"Yes but unfortunately soon our calm will be disturbed" said Ujang.

Mentari turned his head, finding Ujang's eyes that looked straight ahead.

"Why Brother?" ask Mentari.

"Grandfather Daus has sold the right land next to our oil palm plantations, so soon our calm will be a little disturbed, Tari. Here will be built a hotel and also a bathhouse," said Ujang.

"Well, where did you know?" ask Mentari.

"Grandfather Daus himself told me, he was forced to sell his land because he needed money to go to Mecca," replied Ujang.

"Oh that," said Mentari.

"And you know, Dance? an artist of the capital of Dutch descent bought it, a rich person who is already known in this country he said that but I do not know at all which artist," said Ujang.

Mentari nodded in understanding if her husband did not know about such artists, because Mentari knew her husband was only focused on wood, focusing on making furniture since the first,, and so on,, so do not have time to watch television or do other things related to knowing the artist, not the same as Mentari who knows a lot of Artists because they like to watch, but somehow, why, Mentari felt his mood was disturbed as soon as he heard the news this morning, if it is true this place will be built hotel, surely the natural impression will be damaged because there must be road repair and remodel here and there. Mentari is already very comfortable to have this quiet atmosphere for himself and his family, Mentari never thought would experience a change in a very comfortable residence he thinks now.

"Actually our land and forests were also offered more expensive, but I would never want to sell them Dance. This is the legacy of my parents, they took great pains to plant this tree so patiently, that it could become a very natural teak forest" said Ujang, excitedly,, the rays of Ujang's eyes were firm and slightly emotional as if giving a signal, he was so missed by his parents who had long died.

Mentari hugged Ujang and rubbed her husband's back, giving a soothing hug to Ujang and Mentari gestured, that Ujang was no longer alone now, but was not alone, he already has a wife and three children who will give happiness for a lifetime.

"Did you miss Mom and Dad?" mentari said as he stared at the old photo on the wall, a beautiful young woman, with a small child she was carrying in a rag.

"Very, Tari," said Ujang who always missed his father and mother.

"Then we go to their navel" said Mentari.

The embrace of Ujang on Mentari feels tighter, along with a warm kiss on the top of the head Mentari.