I Love You More
Eps 45 Family Plans in Kampung

Yolanda POV

I picked up papa from his apartment mas Bara, and now I have arrived at my luxurious house

Honestly, I was very angry and disappointed with my parents.

What do they consider me..sih, son of a child..? or even a doll.??, especially papa.

In the past I had refused raw raw when wanting to be married, even I had rebelled on hunger strike until I was sick just because I wanted to be forced to marry.

But papa says this is just a lie, so that the dignity of this family is not trampled people.

Until I finally agreed to this contract marriage with papa's chosen person.

And it turns out that after I feel fit even now even fall in love with him, papa and mama are the most against me.

What do they really want..? papa wants it like this mama wants it so..

Arriving at home I went straight into my room.

Even the papa who called me ignored me.

I want him with mas Bara in the apartment together.so he's my husband.Opa said also we are officially and legally married.

The problem of the contract is a matter of human reason, human beings are only certain, namely papa and mas Bara (because in the press)

But in the eyes of God and the state our marriage is legal, even for witnesses and invited guests declare us "legitimate" as husband and wife.

Still sleeping I imagine Bara mas is near me, we hug each other and joke like this afternoon.

Waking up is over Maghrib, I lazily wake up and take my phone.

Eeh.there is an incoming message..

I opened my social media to see a message from whom.

"Aaaa.mas Bara.!!," I cried out in delight.

Usually Bara mas rarely send messages, what because it was out of anger papa earlier, his brain became enseer.hehehe.

I opened Bara's message.

'Again.ngapain...?.'

'I'm.lonely since you came home...'

'But .I'm meeting with Mr. Morsi's son this evening, at the cafe last night, but ..you don't worry.mas Bara professional.'

'Later if it's settled.mas Bara directly home.'

'Mt.'

"Waaaa..," wear heart emoticons.

Honestly.I was a little jealous, Bara met the son of Mr. Musri.

But if you really want to be like... why try mas Bara haggabari me..? aren't you..?

And I believe that Bara is not such a person, but I also witnessed yesterday how the painting business process began.

Although I got the message too late.

'Yes.hopefully successful painting business and do not assort.remember at home there is a wife.' Yolanda.

"Mtouache..' Yolanda.

Shortly after I replied to Bara's message, I heard the Adhan isya in the village in my home area.

Because I am still unlucky, I am still in bed lazing.

I am still angry and angry with my mom and dad so I want to stay in the room.

Ting..

An incoming message was heard, I opened it directly because of the Bara mas.

'Mas Bara.. has returned to the apartment.' Embers.

I who read the message became very happy and could slightly reduce the anger and annoyance in my heart.

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I have arrived back at the apartment.

As soon as he arrived, he immediately wrote a message to Yolanda, informing her that the business was finished and now he has returned, as soon as the business is finished, he immediately went home.

Bara wants to show how the attitude of a real man is in accordance with the principles of his life.

A says A and B says B in a sense will always be honest.

Although Yolanda is not with her, and only a wife with contract status who may be the second relationship will not last, after the contract expires a year later.

But for Bara the figure of Yolanda has been considered as his real wife and has the right to know where and with whom.

After announcing his existence and affairs that have been completed, Bara performed the Isya prayer.

After the Bara prayer call his family in the village because almost two months have not returned home, the last is when he saw his father who was sick in the hospital.

"Assalamualaikum..," said Bara.

"Waalaikumssal.. Bara..," his mother replied happily.

"Mother just now... will call you, when are you going home son.?.?." I heard a very enthusiastic mother's voice on the phone this time.

"God willing.next week Mom, how are the families there..?."

"Alhamdulillah.we are good all son."

"Thank God.. Alhamdulillahot..Ma."

"Bara..mm..," the mother hesitates to speak.

"What's up..Ma..?," asked Bara who felt strange because his mother sounded hesitant to speak.

"You.remember with Jasmine his son sir lurah.?," asked his mother.

"Yaa.remember Ms.kan Bara one High School friend, we often go together when school first..," said Bara.

"What happened to Jasmine, Ma'am??" asked Bara.

"Look son..," the voice of his father Darmais sir replaced his mother's voice, suddenly his mother's phone in the village was taken over by his father.

Bara immediately felt something was wrong with the takeover of the phone that was originally held by his mother.

"Eeh. father, assalamualaikum sir..," said Bara.

"Waalaikumssalam Bara., I actually want to talk to you son."

"It just so happens that mr.baru.saja.will call you, uh..you've called first..," said Mr. Darmais.

"What is it.pak..?."

"Father's legs are sick again.??, what is the need for treatment again.??," asked Bara a little panic.

"Not.not.not..the problem is son.but..," Mr. Darmais did not continue his words.

"Why sir.?" Bara's heart was pounding waiting for news that made his father and mother seem hesitant to say it.

"The father wants to match you with the son of Mr. Jasmine," said Mr. Darmais finally.

Duaarr....

Like in the sambar geled Bara was surprised to hear the plans of his father and mother in his village

"A.a..aapa.pak..?," asked Bara who did not expect it at all.

"Just tomorrow next week come home son ..we talk about all his good well.yes.," said Mr. Darmais in a soft tone.

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