Married by Accident
Know you Irin

All the way home from the tomb, the two were silent. Irin drifted in her mind and Bambang focused on driving.

"Mas, can I go back to my house?" irin asked breaking the silence between them.

"Byeah, if you're already strong Airin. Uh I mean, Irin."

"It's okay, I'm strong. Last night I had a dream Mother asked me to come home. I'll feel their presence there."

"Well, we pack up for the house."

Irin's house is in a pretty luxurious housing. Irin comes from a wealthy family. During Irin's downturn, some of his father's businesses were run by his parents' confidants. Irin wants to get back up and live her life and continue her studies.

"Irin, which room can I occupy?" bambang asked Irin who was daydreaming.

"There is 1 empty room below, 1 also above. Whatever you want, but let my parents' room stay the way it is."

"I picked the top one yes, in order to keep you."

"Yes." Yeah." Irin breezed up, Irin was carrying only a few clothes. These are just some of the strands that Bambang bought.

A simple-looking middle-aged man walked out of Irin's room. Scurrying greeted Irin at the end of the stairs.

"Non Irin, auntie kangen once. This house is so quiet. Aunty prayed every mallem so that Non Irin would get well soon and go home." Irin greeted him with a hug.

"Thank you Bi, I've continued to doain Irin."

"Let aunty help Non," Ijah tried to take Irin's bag containing clothes.

"No need to be bi, just a little. Help Bam aja mas, Irin want to sleep for a while."

"Well Non, if you need anything, call aunty yeah." Irin nodded and went into the room and closed the door.

Seeing this, Bambang's heart was still anxious about the stability of Irin's emotions.

"Let aunty bring Den," bi Ijah offered to help.

"I am a bi, heavy. Tell me the room is bi,"

Finished arranging the goods, Bambang who still felt anxious trying to knock on Irin's room door.

Tok tok...

No answer, Bambang increasingly anxious to open the door of the room without waiting for Irin's answer.

At the same time, Irin came out of the bathroom using only a knee-length towel with wet hair. The look they met, Irin then shouted in shock. While Bambang was jolted with Irin's scream and immediately closed the door while apologizing repeatedly.

Bambang sat while daydreaming on the back porch. There is also bi Ijah who diligently and faithfully takes care of his employer's house.

"Bi, can I take a look around the house?" Bambang asked for permission.

"May Den please," replied bi Ijah. Instead of going Bambang instead approached bi Ijah, Bambang finally found an opportunity to ask many things.

"Bi Ijah's been here a long time?"

"It's Den, from non Irin's baby."

"Just call mas Bi, I'm not usually called den-den that way. It's not comfortable being so unfamiliar." Bambang tried to be open to bi Ijah, hoping bi Ijah received his presence well.

"Eehh, already bi, Mr. Herman and Ms. Herman are happy, do not cry anymore. I'm sorry to have made such a mess in this family, I will try to do anything to make up for it all. Including the happiness of Irin."

"Huhhh huhhh, Yes Mas. Non Irin very good girl, Mother of the same Father very carefully look after and educate non Irin. Bibi hopes that non Irin gets a good husband who can keep him rich Father and Mother" said Bi Ijah while holding back his sadness.

"So I saw non Irin change. Usually non Irin is chatty, cheerful and always makes this house happy. Now non irin so irrit really talk. I am worried about the same non, I am also sad about the departure of the same Father Mother so I understand very well what kind of non Irin feeling, may non Irin strong yes Mas."

"Aamiin, honestly I feel very, very guilty bi. Especially after entering this house. Help me part Irin ya bi, tell me all that Irin likes, his hobbies, food, and his daily life anyway all that is unique about Irin. I want to get to know Irin and make her happy."Bambang tried to comfort bi Ijah, as well as asking for his help.

"Okay, I'll tell you everything."

Bambang was happy his good intentions were welcomed, he was so serious to take responsibility as his guilt still made his heart heavy.

The days passed, Irin and Bambang rarely spoke. When passing Irin always avoid, especially Irin's house which is bigger than Bambang's house makes them rarely intersect. Usually Bambang takes care of Irin, now there is bi Ijah. Bambang felt that something was missing, he started to miss Irin.

Bambang works in one of the SOEs in the capital. It's just that since the pandemic hit, he's WFH. Just doing some work and then leaving the room to wait for Irin who did not even come out of his room.

With boredom and curiosity, Bambang knocked on Irin's door.

Tok tok...

Long time but no answer. Bambang was disappointed because Irin kept avoiding him he was about to turn around, when then it was Irin who opened from the inside.

"Hay Irin, we seem to need to talk," Bambang's eyes sparkled to see Irin want to see him.

"About what?" Irin always shies away from Bambang's eyes.

"Hem, our marriage." Bambang finally found a reason to talk to Irin.

"What to talk about with that?"

Steering Irin walked down the stairs, towards the back porch. The place is comfortable there is a small fish pond there the atmosphere is pleasant and cool with the sound of water gemricik. Bambang followed without daring to get too close. The two sat a little far apart.

"Are you okay, Rin?" bambang asked very stiffly starting the conversation. Irin was very irritable to talk to him but he did not give up considering the word bi Ijah actually Irin is a chatty girl.

"I'm good" replied Irin briefly.

"But you've been avoiding me ever since you moved into this house. I'm afraid you're why-why Rin."

Irin was silent for quite a long time and it was seen that she took a deep breath saying a wedge in her heart.

"Mas Bam snooze first if you want to go into my room!" Bambang was surprised to hear it, honestly he really forgot the incident the other day, but it seems Irin continues to remember it.

"Yes, sorry about Rin. Mas anxious to imagine that you cry again, mas ketok-ketok long Iroin did not give an answer, and there was no sound from Irin's room, Irin was afraid.. hem was sad again so I opened the door, you know..." Bambang did not continue his words.

"Take a tap first, wait until I open it" Irin said.

" I'm sorry, it's become a habit. I just need to get used to the new rules" replied Bambang with his leisure.

"meaning?" Irin caught the awkwardness of Bambang's answer.

"It wasn't me who took care of you Rin? wong sometimes I also help you change clothes, so seeing that you are not dressed is normal for me," explained Bambang greeted Irin's face with shock and embarrassment.

"Sorry Rin, there was no choice. I couldn't have let you go unkempt back then, and who else wouldn't I be. We're husband and wife." Irin clasped her hands together and tightly gripped her clothes.

"So she meant?!" tanya Irin wanted to clarify the meaning of Bambang's words.

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