
Nana looked at her father after hearing his father's request. Should he agree to his father's request to marry a man he never knew to reduce his father's concerns.
"Dad didn't calm down leaving you alone, I wanted to see you married before I left" said the father in his weak voice.
"Dad is not going anywhere, dad will continue with Nana" his voice trembled, his eyes were glassy again after he had stopped.
Rahman smiled gently at his daughter. "Married! "
I was hoping someone would take care of you after I left. Sorry if I was selfish, forcing you to marry.
"Okay, dad, but I have to promise you, I'll be cured"
Nana agrees to get married even though she doesn't know who the man is who wants to marry her. He wants to make his father happy. Nana was also afraid that what she thought would come true. He did not want to regret if it was indeed his father's last request.
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"Alright, I will marry ma, but if the divorce must happen, mama must be sincere" said Rama agreed to her mother's request, while lifting the body of the woman who had given birth to her. Why did the mother prostrate only for the sake of her best friend's daughter, what they had done Rama thought.
"Yes my promise" and I will always pray that the divorce will never happen.
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Chequek.
The door of the room opens. Silvi and her son entered the room.
"Can we do it now" Silvi asked without asking Nana for her approval, as she was confident Rahman could handle it. Rahman nodded in agreement.
Followed by assistant Dimas with a man who works as a ruler.
Rahman watched his own son get married, tears of happiness falling from both corners of his eyes.
Our daughter is married to our best friend's son. Now I can catch up with you.
Nana kissed her husband's hand, which she has not seen. They married without any preparation. The clothes they wear are still the same, Rama with his work clothes, while Nana with casual clothes, jeans and shirt box - box.
After kissing her husband's hand Nana approached her father. "Dad Nana's married, are you happy?" nana asked with tears
"Yes" his hand stroked Nana's head while nodding.
"Now that you must heal, you have promised" Pinta Nana hopes for her father's recovery.
Smiling gently. "Be a good wife, obey your husband. Be a sweet, feminine girl, change your habits"
"Didn't Nana always be a sweet father's daughter" thumped her lips.
"Yes, you're my sweetest daughter in bed"
Nana laughed at her father's temptation. The father who was always a hero to him.
Rahman looked at Rama who was sitting on the sofa, Silvi who noticed him told his son to come closer.
Rahman approached Rahman's bed.
"thank you. If you're tired of my daughter, I'm sorry I can't take her back. Let her go without hurting her heart" she told her daughter-in-law.
"Alright father" answered Rama stiffly, he was confused how to behave in his impromptu father-in-law.
Rama and his mother were already outside the room, leaving behind the father and son. Giving space for them because after that Nana will come to Surabaya to where her husband lives.
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"Dad. "Don't leave Nana's father.... " Nana was crying hysterically.
Hearing Nana's cry, Rama opened the door and went inside after her mother and assistant.
The doctor and two nurses examined Rahman. The patient was declared dead.
"Rahmanis.... Innalillahiwainnailahirojiun" Silvi sobbed to see her best friend exhale last breath in front of her. May you calm down there, I will take care of your daughter like my own daughter Silvi said in her heart.
Rama looked at the woman who was now his wife. From earlier they had not been properly acquainted, even the woman who had become his wife was impressed indifferently to him.
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Back to the present.
It's been two hours Nana's been sitting in that park. Rama p oppaun still continued to look at him from the balcony.
Before long Nana stood up, stepping into the house. Their room was on the second floor but tonight Nana went into one of the rooms below, a place her in-laws used to stay there.
They did not live with Rama's parents. They live in a house that Rama deliberately bought after marriage.
Rama also closed the balcony door after Nana left. Putting his body on the bed. Looking towards the side where Nana usually sleeps, a smile fell on her sweet lips.
Almost half an hour the door of the room had not opened from the outside. Since then Rama looked at the door of his room, hoping that someone would come in and warm his bed as usual.
Where's she? how many minutes to get here?
Nana had already flown into dreamland, while Rama was unknowingly waiting for his wife, until he fell asleep.
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Next morning.
Rama woke up as usual but this morning like something different. I don't know what it is. Looking towards the side. Blank.
"It's still neat, did he not come back last night" he murmured.
After cleaning himself, Rama took his own work clothes in the closet because this morning his wife did not prepare her work clothes as usual.
"Still a wife, but have been disobeying the husband" grumbled Rama annoyed.
Rama comes out of the room, looking for his wife's whereabouts but nil, he does not find his wife's whereabouts.
"Bi, where's the madam?"
"Don't know sir, I haven't seen him this morning"
"Where is she this early? " spiritedly murmured.
Aunty had not yet gone from before Rama as if to say something. Rama frowned.
"What's bi? " ask Rama who saw the strange behavior of a smiling aunt - his own smile.
"That's sir." doubtfully aunt wanted to say it. "Happy anniversary, sir"
Deg
Rama is like a dejavu.
"The lady was very enthusiastic about preparing dinner for the master, the mistress herself who decorated the back garden" continued the spirit aunt telling her without paying attention to the face of the man in front of her.
It's a wedding anniversary, and I'm giving her divorce papers on her special night.
Rama awoke from his composure after hearing the voice of his aunt retreating to continue the work of the others.
Rama is still riveted. He's confused how? Although he did not love his wife, but at least he appreciated her efforts to make a romantic dinner for them.
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There were footsteps coming from behind. Rama turned his gaze towards the origin of the voice. Rama saw clearly his wife who came out of the room that his mother used to use when visiting.
"Good morning" he said coldly without smiling one bit. Rama looked at him with a feeling of not knowing. Usually, the woman in front of him will give her best sweet smile that sometimes makes her careless. But this morning somehow Rama wanted to see that.
Nana began to eat her breakfast, without having breakfast for her husband. He ate with great food because he needed a lot of energy to fight. Nana has made her decision.
Put a spoon on the plate after breakfast runs out, sip the drink in his hand until the toilet is not there. Rama just stared at him in silence without touching his breakfast. Yes, Rama had taken his own breakfast, it was felt that the woman who was still his legal wife was reluctant to serve him.
"I've agreed to divorce"