Married by Accident
Crossbreed

Bambang waited anxiously in the courtyard, he paced back and forth checking the highway waiting for Irin's return. Although Gilang is the son of Bi Ijah, but Bambang felt that he did not fit in. What else does Gilang look at Irin, very disturbing Bambang.

Bambang was standing on the terrace when a motorcycle light beam was seen approaching, and then stopped right in front of the gate. Bambang immediately ran up to him, Bambang planned to greet Gilang before Gilang left, but the motorcycle was gone when Bambang reached the gate.

"Rin ... !" call Bambang.

Irin smiled and waved towards her husband, Bambang welcomed by hugging and kissing the top of Irin's head which became her favorite.

"Say straight home? Not offered to stop by?" search Bambang while staring at the direction of the departure of the motorcycle.

"That's Mas Bam's carpenter," replied Irin seeing Bambang's confusion.

"Huh? So you're working as a motorcycle taxi man?"

"Hahaha .. not Mas, it was a motorcycle taxi driver."

"You said you came home to Gilang, right?"

"Yes, but I was sprained by him so I got off in the middle of the road." Bambang scrunched his forehead hearing Irin's words.

"Mas Bam is funny if you think again, let's go in ...!"

"Why, Rin? Tell me what are you?"

Bambang kept asking but Irin dodged and continued to prank her husband. Bambang held back his annoyance and curiosity, he increasingly disliked the presence of Gilang.

'Sorry, Bi Ijah' regretted Bambang in heart.

"Mas Bam, have you eaten yet?" irin asked her husband who was standing on the balcony of her room, while his hands were busy wiping his wet hair with a towel.

"Yet" replied Bambang briefly.

"Why? Bam's angry, right?"

"No," he replied again.

"Heem, Mas angry because Irin found Gilang?"

Bambang was silent and did not answer.

"Atau Mas angry because Irin went home to ride a motorcycle taxi? Or because the taxi driver didn't stop by?" continued Irin.

Bambang could not help but smile at Irin's question. Bambang turned to look at Irin with anxiety, Bambang then pulled Irin into his embrace.

"Mas angry, but can not be long," said Bambang, Irin smiled at hearing it.

"Which part made Mas Bam angry?"

"You go home on a motorcycle taxi" replied Bambang.

"That's not because of Gilang?" ask Irin teasingly.

"Who are you going home on a motorcycle because of who?" bambang Fishing.

"Because the sprain is equal to Gilang," replied Irin.

"That means?"

"Hemm, don't you like Gilang? Kirain's the same as the motorcycle."

"Mas, Gilang was already Irin a rich sibling Irin himself, even Mother used to like to say that Gilang was not present in this house, maybe Irin never existed, maybe Irin never existed, meaning Gilang came to bring life brings warmth," continued Irin told me, he tried to make Bambang understand.

"Mas sure you will still exist even if Gilang is not here."

"Oh yeah, why Mas?"

"Yes also Mas, but whatever it was. Don't be jealous of Gilang Mas!"

"Mas is not jealous, Mas just doesn't like his pretentious style."

"When Gilang used to be not rich that you know, Mas, Gilang so nyebelin since he realized that our parents are different. He likes daydreaming and aloof, sometimes jutek, sometimes good, sometimes Gilang also angry for no reason. I don't know! But Gilang is good" Irin recalls.

"I can't believe that he's the son of the late Bi Ijah, their nature is much different, so why did he choose to follow his father?" ask Bambang.

"Say she wants to be herself, I don't know what she means" Irin mused.

"Keep, why go home on the ojek?"

"Macet Mas, later if Irin does not nyampe-nyampe Mas Bambang worried, right?"

"So say it's the same Kesel Gilang," said Bambang.

"Yes, he did not pinter nyari road that became stuck, naturally Irin kelas."

"Hemm, reasonable." Bambang smiled at Irin's reply.

"Rin, can I ask you something?" bambang Pinta.

"What Mas?"

"Can we call each other with another call" Bambang suggested, Irin did not understand.

"Hemm .. we can call with the call of my Wife, My Husband, Honey or Honey," explained Bambang.

"Oohh ... Bam, what do you want to call?"

"My husband?" bambang proposal, of course he wants to further assert his ownership of Irin in front of Gilang.

"Awha ... Irin just laughed, all right!"

"Let's sleep my husband!" Take Irin with a little flirting.

"Let's my dear wife,"

Bambang carried Irin into the room, then turned off their room lights.

Across the street, there was a sports car parked. From the inside, it is clearly visible the situation of Irin's balcony room. Gilang who had observed them hitting the steering wheel with annoyance. He was upset because of the misunderstanding that had occurred, and also upset because of jealousy.

Gilang fully realized, that Irin never once considered himself a servant child, Herman's family always treated Gilang and his mother like family. But just because he was wrong and jealous, Gilang even made a mistake by accusing Irin who considered him a driver.

Gilang regrets his bad self in managing emotions, to make Irin offended and angry.

Gilang immediately spurred his car away from Irin's residence as soon as he saw the room lights had gone out. The car drove quickly, Gilang was very angry when he saw Irin was alone with her husband, something in his heart felt he was the one who was more entitled to have Irin.

Gladly venting his anger by stepping on the accelerator, he tried to escape from the shadow of the intimacy that had just been struck in front of his face. The faster he drove the closer the shadow, making Gilang even more upset and angry at fate.

The shadow of Irin's face as she fell asleep also flashed through her mind, her snoring, the scent of her breath, her sweet face, her lips, all swirling in Gilang's mind, and her, the harder his efforts to dispel the banyangan the greater his sense of regret to have. He almost did something that might make Irin angry, but some of him wanted to do it.

Gilang parked his car in a nightlife. He walked into a noisy area full of pause-jedug music with flickering lights. Gilang orders a drink that she hopes can cast off the shadow of Irin and her husband, a bad habit she got from her father's habits.

When his father was drunk, he always came and dragged the little Gilang who was cowering in fear inside the room. Sometimes, he was hit by a punch, or a kick in some part of his body. The little girl could only cry and scream for mercy, she was terrified and also in pain. His father will only stop after the woman he calls Stepmother cries and begs to let go of little Gilang.

Growing up in a family like that, made little Gilang so long for the warm and happy family of Mr. Herman. However, that habit is also what Gilang adults do, when he was struck by a panic and also restless.

He'll drink until he's drunk.

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