MARRIED FOR INDIGENOUS DEBT
My Past Men.

Strange views from among the public, if not Mar Adat in marriage.the family of the male party can be as he pleased with the wife.

Another view is that the wife is worthless in the eyes of the Husband's family especially in front of the community.

Batak women get the title Boru ni Raja (Princess of the king) and must be respected, respect in the form of an Indigenous party.

If you do not carry out the traditional wedding party, then the title of Boru ni Raja in his slang will be discordant (meaningless).

If there will be a divorce, then the Indigenous Peg and Marga elders cannot interfere or cannot help his wife or family.

In terms of demanding rights, if the husband is tired of his wife just return it to his parents.

Without custom events and Sinamot fines, it is easy to get tired of replacing new ones.***

While at the guesthouse of a man who took my eyes off me, he was like from my past.

But no way, he was on the island of Java there, and I'm sure it's just similar.

"Mom.... Ma'am......"

"yes Nin......

Nindy disperse my daydream, while in the car, it turns out Elazer wants to breastfeed. because the stock of ASI is up.

"mother Why? why fantasize?" ask Nindy who saw me fantasizing since I got into this car.

"no, no. Nin...

"sister people fantasize, earlier Rifan saw the brother in the attention of the brother beside the parhata earlier. (parhata\= representatives from the family)

who is that man brother? does Rifan need to investigate?"

"don't bang, your brother is still beautiful, it's natural to look at guys." answered me by lying.

"later if he messes with Rifan, brother, let Rifan brush him."

Refuse Rifan while driving, actually we do not need to ride a car. just walk, but for the sake of our bride and groom ride the car to be classy.

Finally we got home, took a shower and looked in the living room with a coffee. **

Ting nong's.... Ting nong's....

Traditional Stakeholder opened the door of the house, because our family from the village who came is still in this house and so on again at the house of Bones Pak Saor.

All of them I'm holding to witness Monday in court against Andri.

The Indigenous Stakeholder brought the guest who came, and it really made me very surprised.the man who looked at me at the guesthouse earlier.and Rifan and Fernando immediately stood up as ready to stand.

"Horas amang's... My name is Bastian, I am a friend of Tiur, more precisely first as the future husband of His Tiur." said Bastian politely and dashingly.

"What was the purpose of Amang coming here?" ask Mamak slowly.

"i want to talk to T...i.u.u..r Nantulang." he said, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

Without feeling my tears flowing down my cheeks, seeing Bastian present here makes the whole body go limp.

"Amang King of Huta, can Mak Elazer talk to his friend?" ask the father with a trembling voice.

Rifan and Fernando finally sit back after Ningsih and Saor pull their hands together.

"let's give them both a chat, but don't stay away from us." replied the Customary Stakeholder.

The small table with two chairs in the corner of the room became where we talked, actually wanted to hug Bastian.

Bastian is my love that I left because of the Indigenous Debt that forced me to marry Andri, even though the tip was a bitterness that I received.

"you how are you?" bastian asked as he wiped his tears.

I tried hard and these tears I could bear so as not to spill when I heard his voice again.

"b..a..ik."

"adequate Bas...

Things have changed, what do you expect from me?

I am a widow with one child, k.i.i.t.a..a...gak may unite Bas...

"why not maybe?"

"already Bas, let's discuss the others.why are you on the side of the paranak?"

"uhmmm.

After you have no news, my life is ruined. My mother then died because Mamak could not see Me who could not forget you.

I resigned my job and went back to Medan, then opened a business sewing Men's clothes.

My mother repeatedly betrothed me to other women, but I can't forget you.

I'm afraid I'll disappoint the woman who will be my wife someday, my body could be with her but my heart and love are still with You.

My mother kept thinking until she finally got sick and died, even though it was like that. I cannot forget you.

You are always in my heart, this love and this heart you are still the ruler."

Obviously Bastian with a sad look, from the look of his eyes still clearly visible that he still loves Me.

Honestly, I still love him very much. Bastian is not the type of man who makes promises, during his courtship with Him, he always keeps his promises and always keeps my pride. With all my treatment of him do I deserve his love again?

"Bas.It's best to forget me, so that you can be happy and also I can forget you. I don't deserve you, though,

I'm sorry for disappearing, sorry for not telling you. I'm sorry mint."

"do you still love me?"

This question I can't answer, I don't want to give her any more false hope because I don't deserve her.

"I don't deserve to answer, Because I don't deserve you, forget everything and start a new life.

I am the widow of one child, I am the woman who failed in marriage."

"Whatever your status is, I don't care about Tiur. I love you and love you." replied Bastian with certainty.

"there are two reasons why the woman could be a widow, first because her spouse died.

it is usually a real woman or an honorable widow, being a widow because it is separated by death which means true love.

The second is a widow because of divorce, and that's a disgrace, especially for me who still lives in a thick Indigenous environment."

"i don't care about your widow's status, just calm down. I won't force you now, but can I ask for your mobile number? your BBM pin at once."

Pinta Bastian who finally softened, his eyes still teary. wanted to feel hugging him but I was aware of my status.

Bastian said he would return to my family so politely, and also said goodbye to Me. He asked me to always tell him the news as before.

But is it worth it to do now?

I felt really guilty, leaving her without a word. His love story that made me powerless to cry.

I'm the bad woman who gave Bastian false hope.

Bastian is my love that I left for the sake of marrying Andri, the useless spoiled man.

In the past, Bastian and I planned to open sewing after marriage.we both worked in convection factories, I was in the women's clothing section and Bastian in men's clothing.

In addition to Sinamot in his tube, Bastian also raised funds for us to open a joint business. Bastian worked as a side marketing life insurance to increase our capital later.

But all of that ran aground because of Indigenous Debt.