ICHA Is My Wife
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"Non, where are you going?" asked Bi Iyem who followed Icha's steps from behind with tears beginning to unravel, The two began to step out of Icha's room.

"Bi, Icha just want to go out and calm down first!" say soft Icha. After retrieving the car keys located on the table in the middle room in the house.

"Non, angry with Auntie because Auntie didn't tell Non?" said Bi Iyem with tears that are getting faster and his footsteps still do not stop to pursue his master who has been considered as his own child.

"Icha ngk angry Bi, Icha emang want to hang out together temen temen" Icha trying to convince Bi iyem the maid who is like her mother, who is like her mother, The girl approached Iyem who was behind her and wiped away the tears that were still flowing on Bi Iyem's face.

"I'm sorry Auntie!" said Bi Iyem bowed.

"Auntie is not wrong, Auntie will try to keep the secret of mama and papa and I appreciate it Bi" said Icha. By holding both shoulders Iyem while smiling at the middle-aged woman and then kissed Bi Iyem's forehead gently.

"I got to pigi first, Bi!" say Icha. While kissing the back of Bi Iyem's hand and then passed from the room

"Kalo Bibi tau surely Non will be embarrassed and hurt even Non can hate to parents Non" said Bi Iyem staring Icha departure with tears that continue to unravel.

After some time forwarding his vehicle very quickly finally Icha stopped his car on a road that is quite quiet and rarely passed by people. He slammed the steering wheel of his car and hit it hard enough to vent his emotions.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

"I hate my life, why can't I live happily with my parents like other children?" hysterical screams in the car.

Icha grabbed his hair strong enough to use both hands it felt like his head was dead, he clenched his left hand and hit his own forehead and bit his lower lip.

"If I could choose I wouldn't want to be born into a family like them" Icha again drove her car flat, with a mind that kept drifting.

"Loooooooooo!!!"

Icha stepped on the brakes and controlled the steering wheel, which almost hit a man walking down the highway. He stopped his car on the side of the road again and took a deep breath and then exhaled it.

"Woy, young man, get in the heart of a car!" shouted a bayah man who knocked on the door of Icha's car.

After controlling her emotions, Icha tidied up her very messy hair after which she ventured to get out of the car and meet the person she almost hit.

"Sorry sir, I did not intentionally! " say Icha down.

"Thank!" said the man and immediately surrounded the woman he was facing.

"Om Ramli!" said Icha staring at the astonished middle-aged man before him.

"Why is your appearance a mess gini Icha?"

"Biasalah Om, play with them" said Icha smiling sweetly at the man.

A smile full of lies, his face seemed to give off a happy aura but not with the mind and with what was felt by his heart was very hurt.

"You can't lie Om, Icha you must have seen your parents fighting again!" muttered Ramli Hotmadia in the heart.

"Main what is it until the mess of gini" said Ramli. With a thin smile she tried to seem not to know what was happening to the girl.

"Due to Om!"

"Had it been bigger than his job playing mulu emang ngk no intention to get married?" said Ramli looked at the girl with a serious look and there was no seeming joking at all.

"Icha scared Om!" say Icha bowed back.

"Why are you afraid?" Ramli raised Icha's chin for the woman to look at him however, Icha still looked down and did not answer Ramli's question.

"There is nothing that you need to fear that everything will go according to God's will" Ramli said holding onto Icha's shoulders to encourage her. The man seemed to understand what the girl in front of him thought.

"But, Om!" say Icha a little doubtful

"Because you saw papa and mama's marriage you're not humorous?" guess Ramli in the end.

"Don't equate yourself with your parents, if you know the pain of being a child born from a broken home then don't let your offspring feel the same way as you, you have to understand that!" ramli said as he gently patted both Icha's shoulders.

"Where do others who do not have the same blood droplets as Icha want to love Icha while Icha's parents do not love Icha?" said Icha with a clear liquid flowing from her eyes and soaked her smooth face. Now he was sitting in the middle of the asphalt under the body of Ramli, next to the feet of Ramli who stood upright.

"Maybe now you don't get affection from your parents but it could be that you will be happy by your husband later" Ramli said as he pulled Icha's hands back to his feet.

"if you want to get married, who do you want to marry?" say Icha who has stood up and wiped the tears that are still dripping.

"You're going to marry Om's son!"

"Same Afdal Om?" instantly Icha answered him with enthusiasm and smiled happily and then immediately a sign he agreed to Ramli's request.

"Not Afdal, but Afdal's brother Irwan you still remind me?"

"Irwan? notya kak Irwan from small lived in Surabaya with Grandma ya Om and after Smp he mengantau kemedan and High School he chose to go to Yogyakarta and decided to study abroad" said Icha.

Ramli just nodded slowly.

"Why should I be the same as Irwan Om?" tanya Icha looked at Ramli.

"Because according to Om Irwan it is time to marry in terms of age he is enough and in terms of economy he is also able to." Ramli's.

"But even though I never saw Kak Irwan's face in person I only often heard the story from Afdal, how could I marry a man I don't know Om at all?" Icha.

"Why didn't Om decide to marry Afdhal, didn't I and Afdhal know each other since we were kids?"

"But Om and Aunt feel you are better suited to Irwan, your age is also not much different just a little adrift."

"Afdal is a very good boy he always cares about me even he always helps solve my problems and he can always make me laugh again, but why should Brother Irwan be juxtaposed with me? But this is my one way out of that noisy house, but how can I survive with people I don't know?" muttered Icha began to consider Ramli's words in the heart.

"But Irwan and I don't know each other Om and we never even met" Icha.

"Later to find!"

"Who's wedding can't be defended Om?"

"Once in 2 years there has been no growing feelings between you and you are also not happy then you can divorce but Om hope that there will be no separation between you."

A drop of tears fell back from the tiny girl's eyes, her lips were heavy but it must be said, The answer will determine whose future she should live with? Defend will still choose Afdhal or survive in a family that is arguably destroyed or even he will choose to marry a man he does not love at all.