
Milka sat pensively bemoaning her fate of getting married in three days, a marriage that was extremely frustrating. How not, Milka who is still sitting in third grade High School must be married to a man who thinks it is very ridiculous even unreasonable.
And the marriage that was not for her, that was supposed to be married was Melody's half-brother, but because Melody kept whining and crying, refusing to marry even threatening to commit suicide, she said, milka took her place as a substitute bride.
Should time be invited to go home to the village where the parents of his stepmother live, should Milka reject the invitation, should Milka not come to that place. And maybe if she stays in town she doesn't have to have this ridiculous wedding. If married to a real human being maybe he can accept it a little, but this is a marriage that is beyond reason according to him.
And it all started two days ago, when she was in the room and heard Melody crying loudly and the sound of things falling down hard. A startled Milka quickly walked out of her room and saw what was going on in the living room.
“I don't want to get married! If you keep making me marry, I will kill myself !” Said Melody crying with a hand holding a knife ready to harden the veins in her hand.
Everyone who was in the room became afraid instead of playing, when he saw the threat Melody said she would really do.
Milka who saw the antique jar and the glass that scattered on the floor of the house just stood still while watching the drama played by Melody, and Milka sure right, Milka was right, that it's just a threat Melody wouldn't dare prove.
“Don't love, put the knife down yes,” Persuade Sari, Milka's stepmother.
“I won't put down this knife before you all promise not to marry me!” Melody placed the knife on the skin of her hand ready to sever her veins.
Everyone was again shocked by Melody's action, in Milka's heart was really amazed by the acting played by Melody, she really lived her role of suicide. If this was a movie maybe he would have won the Oskar trophy, for his outstanding acting.
“Iya unfortunately Oma, you will not marry Oma. Put the knife on Melody baby.” Oma Kunari said worried if Melody became reckless.
“Appointments,”
“Iya dear, we all promise.” Sahut Sari's.
“Soath.”
“Iya swear, Oma won't tell you to get married.” Now Oma who spoke, clearly visible worry on the look of her face.
Having gotten what she wanted and everyone in the room had already made a promise and swore, Melody slowly lowered the knife from the skin of her hand. And with a swift Harman Milka's father took the knife from Melody's hand.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Sari hugged Melody tightly, grateful that her beloved son was still alive and did not commit suicide.
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When he finished dinner Milka who was lazy to gather family immediately stepped into his room, he would rather fall on the bed while playing his phone than have to sit down to hear the people who he thought were annoying talking.
“Non Milka, called to the middle room.” Said bi Tino who suddenly appeared.
“Who calls bi?” Ask Milka.
“No idea, just aunty told me. But all have been collected nungguin non Milka.”
Milka put down her phone and stepped out, wondering what she was going to tell him. Why is everyone waiting for her, and Milka gets a bad feeling that something annoying is going to happen to her.
Milka is now in the living room with Oma Kunari, her stepmother, Melody, and her father. And from the expression of them all,. There will be something serious to talk about, and Milka's heart is increasingly certain something will be thrown at her. Whether it's an atomic bomb or a cannon, but for sure it's something that's going to make Milka unlucky.
“Mil, there's something we want to talk about.” Sari said shortly after Milka took a sitting position on the long sofa.
“You talk what.” Ask Milka.
Everyone seemed hesitant to say what they wanted to tell Milka. And Milka's feelings were getting less and less of a wait for the words she was about to hear.
“You must marry in place of Melody.” Oma opened her voice without hesitation.
“What! Marriage!” The shocked Milka immediately stood up.
“Oh, so because Melody refused her wedding, I'm the one who killed you!” Milka looks angry, her premonition becomes real.
“Milka keep your word!” Harman scolded Milka who he thought was disrespectful.
Milka turned her gaze to her father, well, this would definitely happen, if she was in a corner and made a collision for Melody to survive, when she refused and fought back surely her father would scold her. Milka could guess.
“See what it says Omamu Milka.” Harman's words set the tone to sound soft, maybe so that Milka melted and agreed.
“He's not Omaku, he doesn't have any ties to me. She's Omanya Melody, because she's aunt Sari's mother, aunt Sari's just my stepmother. So let me be clear here. I will never want to recite what you asked for!” Said Milka loudly.
“Please refuse, but if you refuse, you should never call me father. You won't be considered a child again!” Threat Harman. Well, the threat that made Milka no longer able to dwell.
Milka's heart really hurt to hear her father's words. The father whom he had always loved, apparently preferred a stepson over him, who was a biological child.
Milka was sitting limp with tears in her eyes. The words that came out of his father's mouth were so slicing through his heart. And it was time for him to surrender, raising the flag to surrender even though his resistance only lasted no more than ten minutes, because he did not want to be thrown out by his father.
“You will marry a ghost.” Melody's thump sounded ridiculous, where maybe she was married to a ghost.
“How old is he?” Milka asked directly, in his mind if not om-om must be a man with an ugly face, but surely he should be a rich man. Otherwise Sari and Oma Kunari might want to marry Melody to that person. And certainly because of the ugly or old face so Melody refused to get married.
All was silent for a moment before Melody repeated her saying that the one who was going to marry Milka was a ghost figure.
“What Melody said is true Milka, you will marry a supernatural being.” Milka who still could not believe what she heard smiled wryly. Trying to neutralize that word. Like food the stomach is going to digest, and he needs to digest the word in his brain.
And this is where Milka in the room lamented the fate she thought was unfortunate. It turns out that in her stepmother's family there is a tradition where if a daughter is already seventeen she will be offered to those in the underworld. And it has existed since time immemorial, if anyone violates then the unfortunate fate will be obtained by their descendants.
Milka shuddered in horror, between believing and not. But if that were true then she would be the wife of a supernatural being. Which means she's gonna have a ghost husband. Milka felt all the feathers on her body standing up as she felt that her life was really about to end.