Holy Marriage
Married Preparation?
Anna closed the door with a powerful bang. Fortunately, in the house there are no grandmothers who would certainly convuls if they heard it. Intention to borrow a textbook on Joli so canceled because of the sight of Amboi that makes Anna's chest tight.
Anna ran through several rooms to get to the terrace.
“Loh, why have you gone home, Non? He said he wanted to pinch Non Joli's book. Non Joli is in her room, tuh.” The maid who was sweeping the porch rebuked Anna.
Regardless of the maid's words, Anna got on the motorbike and pushed it tight. Almost hit the fence, but fortunately he was ngerem ngerem. Most watch animated films, thought to be able to penetrate concrete walls. If his bike really hit the concrete fence, he already imagined Joli laughing with satisfaction laughing at her tooth-wrenching for smelling concrete. Anna rubbed her tears over the speeding motor. Fucking wayward, her tears just keep melting.
Anna's eyes catch Rafa's motorbike parked next to Joli's house. Oh, the motorbike is deliberately pumped beside the house so that it is not visible from the road, so neatly Rafa hides his affair to the point that he bumps the motor all the time on a date.
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It's five o'clock in the afternoon, Alan just got home. His steps are still excited even though almost all day struggling with work that does not pause. Even in a day he can move from one place to another five times for different affairs.
Alan turned his head towards the sofa when he heard laughter. His forehead folded staring at his father talking to someone, none other than Herlambang.
“This Alan?” Herlambang pointed at Alan in amazement, then his bead of eyes pointed at William.
“Yes. He looks even more handsome, doesn't he?” sahut William was proud of his eldest.
“Mashaa Allah... Long time no see makes me a pangling. Look, your body is much more gallant than before.” Herlambang welcomed Alan's hand that was regretting it.
Alan nodded with the corner of his lips drawn and sat opposite Herlambang.
“Sure I still remember it,” Alan replied.
“You were very young back then. And now there are a lot of changes to your body. Unlike me, who only grows older,” said Herlambang.
Alan smiled in response.
“O yes, Mr. Haji is your future father-in-law,” said William. “We just talked about your wedding. And the wedding date is set.”
Alan nodded expressionlessly.
“You will meet my daughter before the wedding,” Herlambang said.
Alan's eye bead that had been staring at his Papa, now turned to look at Herlambang. And so on when the two middle-aged men were talking to each other about their marriage.
“Alan, your marriage with Mr. Haji's daughter will soon take place. Papa has arranged everything,” William said.
Alan nodded then said, “I'm sorry to go upstairs first. Papa continue with Mr. Haji.”
Alan stood up and climbed the stairs. There was nothing he needed to discuss with the two middle-aged men, they had already agreed with the negotiations they made. And he just has to agree. Starting from A to Z, Papanyah is the one who takes care of all the affairs in his marriage later. Even for matters of wedding clothes, food menus, invited guests, to the smallest affairs Alan did not interfere. He left everything to his father. He knows it's settled.
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