Marrying the Empang Juragan
Slander Marko
Happy reading ...
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The atmosphere at home feels more alive after Lela. The house was clean and the food was already there, as the young lady was very deft in cleaning the house and cooking. However, Mr. Burhan always forbade it. He did not want his son-in-law to feel like a free babu in his house.
For his daily needs, he could do it himself without any help from anyone, since the middle-aged man was already used to living alone without any family members by his side. In fact, living with his son he already felt very foreign.
Mr. Burhan wants his son's life to be harmonious without any interference from anyone. He glanced at the fried rice on the table right in front of him which was so appetizing. Although the color is pale white, but he can smell a pleasant aroma in his sense of smell.
“Arka, from now on you will manage your dam. You know for yourself if you're old.” Mr. Burhan glanced at Arka who was eating fried rice made by his wife. Arka immediately stopped her movement and glanced at the father. And so is Lela.
“mean father?” ask Arka innocently. Honestly, he does not want to take care of the dam, but if you force. What can I do.
“Bapak hand over pak padang sama you , let you take care of yourself. You have a wife now. Treat your wife well. If not take care of the father. What do you want to eat, the same father Lela,” said Mr. Burhan while staring at his son alternately with Lela. The woman looked awkward, but still fed the rice into her mouth.
“I still have savings sir. After all, that damang is the father's only livelihood.” Arka returned to feed the savory fried rice into her mouth voraciously. He loved the fried rice made by Lela.
“Do you not want to eat everyday? Just let the savings you save, afraid there is something urgent. Think also of Lela, she's your wife now.” Arka looked at Mr. Burhan then nodded her head slowly. It is true what my father said. He had to find income to eat everyday. He has a desire to be an entrepreneur .
“Pak, Lela can also keep pacang pak. Kan usually Lela work in dam same kang Didi.” He looked at the son-in-law.
“But now you already have a husband that you must earn. Let Arka who straighten easy. You're home and you don't have to follow your husband.” Lela looked up then shook her head slowly with teary eyes.
“So, mr mecat Lela?” asked Lela who had shed her tears. He will not accept the unwarranted dismissal of his father-in-law.
Mr. heavy sigh. “Bapak is not your mecat Lela, but replaces you with Arka. Let him work. The money is still you who get.”
“Lah, I did not get paid dong pak.” Arka chimed in an unacceptable tone. How could he work but not get a salary.
He closed his eyes for a moment and sighed harshly. He did not know what he should explain to this pair of stupid husband and wife who was matchless in front of him.
“Bapak is done. After this want to go to cassava nengok.” The father rose from his seat leaving Arka and Lela at the dinner table.
Suddenly silence.
“Mas, I'm not fired same father right?” asked Lela innocently.
“Bapak did not fire you . I don't want to be far from damang.” Cibir Arka was upset.
“Kan Lela has long taken care of padang pak. Kang Didi must be nanyain Lela because it did not come.”
“Didi? Who is he?” ask Arka doesn't like it. Don't let him betray his little wife because she's old.
“Friends Lela in Empang, Mas.”
“Surely just temen?” Lela looked at Arka with an indecipherable look after getting a question from the man before her.
“Initially kang Didi likes Lela, but Lela refuses to keep.” Arka gawked when she heard the plain answer from her wife.
Nah! he cannot lose to Didi. She has to maintain her pride as a husband. He would not lose to Didi, and would not allow the innocent Lela to be taken by another man.
“I want to join mas,” pinta Lela by welding. Arka squinted her eyes while looking at Lela in full search. He doesn't like his wife to meet a man who likes him.
“Mau. Meet Didi?” ask Arka annoyed.
“Ih, mas whatan anyway. Lela tuh inget new, if today want to buy fish seeds mujair.” Arka scrunched her forehead.
Buy seedlings? Mujair fish? Father never said! Maybe this is just the reason Lela wants to meet the Didi prospective player who is not missed, so Arka thought.
“Bapak never said if you have to buy La.” fish seeds Lela who walked towards the kitchen finally stopped her footsteps, and turned her head towards the husband.
“Bapak does not manage mas seedlings. Since one year ago, I took care of the fish seeds.”
“Then, the money is already in love with father?”
“Negak mas. Special money to buy my nyimpen fish seedlings. I was given a week ago.” Arka took a long breath. It turned out that only he was ngang-ngang ngong among his own family.
“Ya let's talk. I wait on the terrace,” said Arka resignedly, then left the room to heat the motor first. Lela rushed to the kitchen to wash her dirty dishes.
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On the way to Empang ...
“La handle, fear you allot,” said Arka slightly shouted. Hope the girl hugs him while piggybacking maybe.
“Gak dakalan mas, Lela already used to ride the motor. Even to be brought speeding is also common,” replied Lela shouting right in her husband's ear. Arka squealed in shock while rubbing her ears.
“Emang often ride the motor to where?”
“Ke market lah mas.”
“Whose name?”
“Sama kang Didi, or kang Marko.”
Marko's? Who else is Marko? It was like carrying the village flowers. Every step, there must be another man surrounding Lela. Didi, Lela's friend at the dam. Now Marko. Don't tell me Marko is RT's son.
“Marko? Who is he?” ask Arka curiously.
“The child Mr. RT, mas. Sweet guy, good again.”
He wanted to say rude. He remembered that Marko, the son of RT sir, had once slandered him, stealing the interior of Bu Ningsih, the widow of a gatel in his village. He only ever peeked in the shower. Although briefly.
“RT Juki?” ask Arka again, to be sure. He and Marko have been bitter enemies since entering Junior High School.
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Don't forget to leave a trail