Married to Janda Kembang
Arbitrarily

Happiness is enveloping Melati and Marvel, right now. So happy, Marvel was unable to leave Melati, even though it was time to separate.

Although he had time to sit down, Marvel finally went from Melati's residence, and returned to his residence.

Before arriving at his residence, Marvel immediately put the motor butut, in the security guard post. He used to return the motorbike, because the motorbike was not his, but belonged to the security guard.

“Pak, I save it here, yes! Thank you, Sir!” marvel told the security guard.

They smiled at Marvel, “Oh yes Mr Marvel! Thank you again, Mister,” they said simultaneously.

Marvel approached them, while giving a package of catfish pecel that he had bought earlier.

“This, make your nemenin ngeronda,” said Marvel while giving it to them.

One of them happily accepted it, “Thank you, Mr Marvel!” abugn.

Marvel also came home on foot, because the house is not far from the security guard post. He refused to be escorted by the security guard there, fearing they were suspicious of what he was doing.

After traveling on foot for 5 minutes, Marvel finally arrived at his residence. He went into it, with a very happy feeling.

How not? His application has been accepted Melati, making him feel like a very happy person on earth.

The bayes? Indeed indeed. His name is also in love. The cat also feels like chocolate.

Marvel walked into his residence, with a happy feeling. He stepped up, and found all his family members gathered in the family room, with a very stiff expression.

Wailing their expressions, Marvel was suddenly confused, because after his arrival, they did not change the expression at all.

There, there's Dad, Mom, Marcel and Marsha. They looked cynically at Marvel, making Marvel feel a bit confused to see them looking like that.

“What's up, anyway?” ask Marvel again, his father spoke up.

“You want to talk while standing?” his question, made Marvel aware of his attitude that is not good in front of his parents.

“Sorry.” Marvel sat down on the sofa in front of them.

Their gaze made Marvel feel judged. It also makes Marvel uncomfortable, because he feels like there is a mistake he made.

Not wanting to ask for the third time, Marvel could only look at them, without saying a word.

The situation was already conducive, his father looked towards Marvel firmly.

“You know, what's your mistake?” father asked, making Marvel snort tensely hear the question.

“Error? What's the max error, Pah?” ask Marvel, who really doesn't know where the fault lies.

They looked at Marvel more and more. That makes Marvel uncomfortable.

As the eldest child in this family, he was not used to talking about his mistakes before them. He felt very objected, when he saw Marcel and Marsha in front of him, looking cynically at him.

“Sorry, can you go to the room for a while?” ask Marvel, looking up at his two sisters.

“Let them here. They should also know what mistakes you made!” father said, suddenly made Marvel to criticize in disbelief, because he did not feel anything wrong.