Married Little Princess Bestie
03. The Son-in-law of Sahabat Karib

The door of Ned Alvero's house was opened. The pair of eyes were trying to sumringah when he found Riswan coming. Ned didn't say much, he let Riswan in.

In the middle room, Tria hugged her body. The woman with the usual long hair neatly parsed looked messy. Riswan wasn't sure how long Tria had been sitting there.

"Sorry, the atmosphere of my house is chaotic, Riswan. What's up?" ned asked as soon as Riswan took his seat.

Riswan was silent for a moment. He tried to steal as much air as possible before venturing out to speak. His heart was racing, he even tried to resign if this was the day of his death.

"As for Binar" Riswan said in the air.

Ned looked away. The man threw away his sight. From that Riswan understood, that Binar had revealed her pregnancy.

Riswan's hand suddenly trembled. He was unable to see the look on Ned and Tria's face as he revealed the truth. It turned out that, under these circumstances, decades of serving as chief executive did not strengthen his guts.

"Why shine?" sahut Ned who is impatient waiting for the continuation of Riswan's speech, "He is in the room, can not go out for a while. Tumben you're looking for him anyway."

Riswan. Her tongue could not continue the word. Presumably, Ned gave Binar a sentence. The eighteen-year-old who should still be happy about education is imprisoned. Riswan realized his stupidity now.

Instead of explaining through words, Riswan got down from the guest chair and knelt before Ned who had a look of astonishment. Seeing that reaction, Tria's attention was also distracted. The couple looked at the.

"The moon is pregnant with my son, Ned. He's not wrong."

The words spoken in one breath escaped Riswan's lips. His gaze lowered deeply, he could not bear to see the full gushing reaction of Ned and Tria on him.

Tria approached, she grabbed Riswan's shirt collar and grabbed him.

"Once again, try saying it again," he whispered more like a groan.

"Please don't lock the Binar. I will take full responsibility for his life" Riswan said, not once raising his eyes.

From the tail of her eyes, Riswan could see Tria sitting limp. The woman looked like she was going to faint. But just as Riswan's arm was about to hold his body, a single blow landed on Riswan's left cheek.

*Brukh*

Riswan slumped backwards. Ned who was on top of him continued to blow. No words were spoken. The man blindly.

Hysterical screams from Tria echoed throughout the house. The woman's cry broke. The slow sobs turned into wolf howls.

The chaos invites curiosity Binar. He ventured out of the room. Slowly but surely, Binar approached the origin of the sound. And how surprised he was when he watched the blood flow had already seeped from Riswan's body.

"Father! Already, Pa!"

Binar tried to break up their fight. He took the hand of the father and held it. But the man brushed it off. Ned approached Tria and led the woman back to the sofa.

Riswan's body is still burning resignedly. His forehead, temples, and corners of his lips were bleeding. His arm was also targeted as he sought to build protection. The bar which could not bear to see the man was also about to help him.

At least until Ned confirms the condemnation, "Let him, and sit here while I'm still sane!"

Binar looked at Riswan at a glance, and the man gave a sign that he was fine. He then sat down beside Tria, on a long sofa.

While occasionally hissing, Riswan tried to get up. The wounds on his entire body were flowing, giving rise to a rancid smell. But Ned doesn't care. The condition was not worthy enough to forgive Riswan the goods once.

His lunar gaze alternated staring at Ned, Tria and ended at Binar. The little family of his best friend who was never afflicted with grief was destroyed.

Regardless of how truthful the night was, Adrian was right. It should have been Riswan from the beginning in charge. This mess would not have happened if he had gone home that night.

"Let me live it, Ned. Binar and the baby in her womb are my responsibility now," Riswan said in the lowest tone possible.

However, Ned answered that line with a sneering laugh. They already know each other.

"Can you marry him?"

Silent. Of course Ned understood very well with Riswan's answer. They've been friends since high school, the ins and outs of which part he doesn't understand?

Friendship that has been for decades. They even introduced Riswan as a second father to Binar. Butwhat? Now look! Their only daughter even became a delicious meal for Riswan.

"Marry her, or I'll find another candidate to take responsibility" Ned said, leading Riswan to look up.

Their views are tense. What Riswan means by being responsible is not marriage. Both words have different meanings. The thing that came back invited a bitter smile on Ned's lips.

"Why? Difficult huh?"

"I swear I'll guarantee his whole life" Riswan said.

"Married, Riswan! We care about that with cultural assumptions and rules for two humans!"

Yep. It was Riswan's assessment of the marriage. The man considered that marriage is nothing more than a culture of society that binds two human beings in order. That was the strongest reason for him not to get married.

Even Riswan laughed at the decision of Ned and Tria who got married at a young age. Seskeptics are Riswan towards marriage.

"I don't care if I don't get married, Pa" said Binar. "Uncle Riswan wants to take responsibility alone is enough for Binar."

"Then what? Letting your son live without a father?" snapped Ned was no longer able to control his anger, "We who raised you lovingly failed! Especially if you raise the baby alone!"

Ned's sharp eye-pink stared fixedly at Riswan, "That's my best offer, Riswan. Marry her or I'll send her to another man who will accept her condition!"

"His life is broken. It doesn't matter if it breaks all in the house of a husband who isn't the father of his own son" Ned struck a sword again.

Of course Riswan could understand, Ned's heart had been shattered into pieces. He did not mind even if he got a punch, or a cynical sentence. But Binar, the niche must be very sick.

In the process of Binar's growth, Ned never once raised his voice. The man was very patient, facilitating his only daughter with infinite affection.

But dear thousand darling. The rice had already become porridge and Riswan had messed things up. In the long silence that he deliberately kept silent, Riswan finally spoke.

"alright. I'll marry her."

"Then I wait until the day after tomorrow. Take your grandfather or our deal I'll take it off."