Marrying the Empang Juragan
Wedding Ring
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Decision has been made. Arka had to marry a girl he did not know. More precisely forgetting. Arka just looked down can not do anything else, when Mr. Burhan had agreed.
“Bu Inah's. What about mom? Did you agree to marry son Lela to brother Arka?” ask RT sir to Bu Inah as the guardian of Lela, because the woman is an orphan.
“If it's the best. Then I also agree,” replied Bu Inah in a resigned tone. Lela turned her head towards the middle-aged woman beside her while shaking her head in disbelief.
“But I disagree RT sir. I am still holy,” said Lela defended herself after being silent like a statue. That woman looks still very innocent.
“Decision is set and cannot be changed. Isn't that right, RT?” sir now Mr. Burhan is very enthusiastic about the problem of his son peeping on girls people are bathing in the well.
Lela just kept quiet can't say anything more if everyone else has agreed. He glanced at the man beside him. Handsome! the man also did not lose his head and did not dare to raise his head.
Of course Arka did not dare to raise his head again, because this was a case that could damage his prestige as a good man, handsome and handsome, he said, now fell for marrying a foreign girl on indecent charges.
“True, you must stay married. Otherwise, the other teenagers will follow in your ugly footsteps.” Now the decision of RT sir is no longer inviolable.
“Then, when did their wedding take place?” ask Mr. Burhan excited. He said it hurts! Arka looked at her father with a full glance.
“Besok Day after tomorrow. Faster better, than found out already peeking at girls people again.” Mr. RT glanced at Arka with an indecipherable look.
“Well if the decision is final. We excuse you.” Finally everyone left RT's house.
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Arriving at home. Arka immediately hugged Mr. Burhan who he had not met for a long time. He cried in the middle-aged man's arms with a hiccup like a child.
“Have a son, already. You know you must miss the same father. Tell me who you never go home, already an outsider.” Mr. Burhan still gave the blame to his only son, while patting the back of Arka.
“Not that sir,” said Arka while sobbing.
“Then?” asked Mr. Burhan scrunched his forehead a sign of not understanding.
“I've been tarnished by those indecent accusations. My good and handsome Pamor is gone. Moreover, I got married sign of a responsibility.” Mr. Burhan gaped in disbelief at what his son was saying at this time.
“Already, already! That was your fault. Tomorrow morning join the father to the market to buy the dowry ring of your future wife,” sela pak Burhan quickly.
“I didn't know the woman earlier sir. How could I have married a woman. I'm afraid he's not a good person.” Arka still continued to defend herself, and tried to break away from an impromptu marriage as warm as that round tofu.
“Bapak. He's one of the father's employees at the dam. You take it easy, Lela is a good child, although a bit anu,” said Mr. Burhan with sarcasm.
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Tonight Arka really can not sleep, even though his body feels tired. The room was white and gray, making him feel very comfortable, because he really did not like bright colors. The handsome man struggled a few times when he remembered that his wedding day was only one more day. More precisely the day after tomorrow.
He remembered the words of his father who said that Lela was famous for being innocent and innocent. Arka again thought, sepolos and selugu what the woman was until everyone knew her nature. Mr. Burhan also said that the age of 30 years old if in the village. Therefore, he must be willing to marry Lela. Itung-itung can be young leaves. That's what Mr. Burhan said.
“Ah! Am I that old?” Arka rose from her sleep and looked at the mirror. Nothing is less. He is still handsome and handsome. Mr. RT also admitted his good looks like Ji Chang Wook. If Lela had been Dilraba Dilmurat or Zhao Lusi, she would have been happy.
“Bapak exaggerate ah! Such a handsome boy is said to be old. Though the age of 30 years is just the age of maturity.” Somehow Arka felt nervous about marrying a 21-year-old girl. Will he look like his great-uncle and nephew?
Not wanting to sleep more late, finally the man forced his eyes to be closed, then passed around the dreamland. He remembered that tomorrow he would come to the market with his father to buy a dowry ring and other necessities.
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Early in the morning Mr. Burhan had awakened Arka, to go to the market. With a sense of laziness, the man got up and immediately cleaned up. I don't know why you lied to yourself by pretending to be sick. Even if you are honest, you will go home. If you do not forget.
The morning air was so cold, it seemed to enter every pore. In fact, even the sun had not displayed a ray of light, but Arka and Pak Burhan were already on the road to the market. Father said, let it not get stuck. Arka just obeyed.
“Pak, even though noon can also buy the ring,” said Arka slightly shouted because her voice was driven by the wind. Arka was piggybacked by Burhan.
“We don't just buy rings. Buy other necessities too. Buy something for your future wife. You also have not bought a suit for mating.” Mr. Burhan is very focused on riding his bike, because this morning is still too dark.
“Married sir! Marry it! Not mating!” Arka does not accept.
“Same aja. Later the ends are married too.” Mr. Burhan doesn't want to lose to his son.
Arka was silent not wanting to respond to her stubborn father like her.
It took thirty minutes to get to the market. Now, Mr. Burhan and Arka have arrived, and the first destination they will visit is a vegetable trader. Arka scrunched her forehead, when her father entered the vegetable merchant area.
“Pak, how do we get into the vegetable merchant area?” ask Arka who doesn't like the smell around there.
“Well, do you think invited guests do not need to eat for the audience at your wedding? Tell me what my father said. Later you are also a good one,” said Mr. Burhan while pinching Arka's stomach, until the man grimaced. Inevitably, Arka followed the direction of Mr. Burhan's footsteps wherever he stepped.
“Emang who will cook later, sir? Not better a direct message yes,” proposed Arka with a soft look, afraid Mr. Burhan pinched his stomach again.
“Better cook by yourself, let the neighbors who help cook. Let them eat for free in our house. Itun-it alms.”
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