Maryati... Is True Love Struggle, Love And Devotion

Maryati... Is True Love Struggle, Love And Devotion
Chapter 18 Missing


This path is the silent witness since the first day Mar worked at the house of Mother, not a day, a week, even a month, but many years.


After this day he will very rarely pass this road again.


Mar walks gontai to get back to his house.


"After today, may I go back to work and meet a master as good as Mother Ita"


Inner Mar.


Then, Mar stopped stepping, He adjusted his breathing and quickly he got rid of various thoughts that had filled his head.


His smile was growing, although his eyes were still clearly visible.


"Sir..."


Her words are shrewd.


Make him run fast towards his house.


At the end of the stairs,


"Mar..Why are you??, someone is after you??"


Masning asked anxiously to see his daughter sting with sweat pouring out.


"Yes...Mak.hosh "


Reply Mar with a breath.


"Who's after you?


Masning asked again, this time while looking at the head looking far ahead of the road.


"Mak...Rindu misses who are chasing me, Has Bak arrived??where's Bak ?"


Mar replied as he barged into the house leaving his mother still confused.


"Sir..bak..."


Call Mar, but there's no answer.


Mar turned back, turned his body and


Gubra!!!!


"www....."


Mar collided with his mother.


"Waduha...Mar....Be careful!!"


Masning cried to Mar.


"Ehmm...Sorry, Mom, What sis my mom?"


"Not arrived,,"


Answer the brief Masning.


"Hmmm...."


Mar's face turned sour, then sat on the floor leaning back.


"why are you Sour?, just wait until it arrives"


"He uh"


Nod Mar, take the envelope out of his pocket.


"What is Mar??"


Tanya Masning noticed.


"See me Mak"


"Loh..isn't his payday still long Mar?"


"Yes, I'm not working tomorrow"


Mar looked down listlessly.


Hearing Mar's remark, Masing approached her son with a feeling of anxiety.


"You fired Mar?, what did you do wrong?, you didn't steal, did you?"


Masning asked as he stroked his daughter's shoulders.


"No, Mother Ita moved, she is married and will live out of town"


"Oh.yeah Mar, don't be sad, just pray he's happy there"


Mar nodded.


"Assynogaic"


The heavy sound made Mar and his mother compactly turn towards the door.


In the doorway stood a man who admired him the most, stretching out his hands with a special smile.


"Baaaaa.kkk...."


Just as Maryati's screams slid free from her mouth, she immediately sprang up and ran to her father's arms.


Mar buried his head on his father's chest very deeply and tightly.


The longing he endured this month paid off with the presence of Bulromi in their midst, even though it was only 2 days.


Not long ago, they had the same sitting for lunch, with a special menu of his favorite chicken opor.


Occasionally a crisp laugh interspersed between their lunches, and when their jokes broke, then their big laugh dyed the scorching afternoon of today.


2 Days passed just like that.


When there is his father at home, the day feels so fast passing, as if the seconds do not want to be invited to compromise, to spin more slowly so that he can feel longer gather with his father.


After the magrib, Mar sat facing out, enjoying the sprinkling of stars at night.


"Mar, are you waiting for someone?"


His father's greeting made Mar shocked and took a deep breath and turned to his father.


"Eh...Bak, not Bak, just sit down again"


Mar shifts her seat, knowing her father will be sitting next to her.


"Ehm...Mar...now you're almost 17, right?"


"Yes Bak, what is Bak?"


Answer Mar.


Masning who heard the serious chatter of the child and her husband, immediately approached.


"Ehm...Do you have a candidate "


"I mean Bak?candidate what?"


Mar asked confused.


"The candidate for you to be your husband"


Glekk!


Instantly Mar gulped at hearing his father's words.


"But I'm too young to get married, I still want to play and have fun with friends"


Bulromi is silent while mangosteen.


Feeling that perhaps his answer was disappointing to his father, Mar hurriedly switched the subject.


"Tomorrow, what time does it leave?"


"As usual at 9am"


"Ehm.Where is Bak's work still a lot huh?"


"Alhamdulillah, after this project is finished immediately connect the others again, You just pray yes, may our fortune not be lost"


Bulromi replied while looking at his wife and daughter.


Mar looks smiling as well as Masning.


The air is getting colder, indicating the night is getting thicker and the moon is rising, the,


Mar and his parents decided to go inside the house to rest,


especially her father, who will be back to work tomorrow.


Tonight, it was difficult for Maryati to close her eyes, her father's words clearly ringed in the ear, she did not know, whether it was just a greeting or a heart request from her father who wanted Mar to get married quickly.


Her restlessness left her unable to find the most comfortable position for her to rest tonight.


The shadow of his father's serious face, kept twirling as he tried to close his eyes.


What he should do, not a prospective husband, even a girlfriend he does not exist.


Suddenly his memory was fixed on Risman,


her lips carved an amused smile recalling the events of that night.


"There's no way someone like Risman would be my husband,,"


Oceh is slow.


"Hopefully, I found your best mate, God, who doesn't like to play with women's hearts"


A piece of prayer that Mar had said before he finally fell asleep.


The unpretentious cock of his neighbor woke Mar, as well as his parents,


Masning who was sitting looked to be preparing for her husband's needs to be taken away.


"Ehm...Mak, hurry up and stay home, I'm still missing"


Maryati approached and leaned her head on her mother's shoulder.


Masning only turned a glance then rubbed his daughter's head.


"Loch.morning is already sad"


Greet his recently finished father taking ablution.


"Come, we pray first !"


Bulromi's orders made his 2 favorite women rush to the back to take turns taking ablution.


After breakfast,


Bulromi said goodbye to his wife and child,


it was still too early to leave, because the travel departure schedule he would ride at nine in the morning, while now only half-eight, but that's how Bulromi, he prefers to wait rather than late.


"Sir, be careful at home,"


"Bak also heart there, take good care of yourself, take care of health"


masing replied while kissing the back of her husband's hand full of love.


While Mar, just silently glued after kissing his father's hand.


to be honest he really hates the situation as it is now, because this will make him dissolve in feelings of uncertainty, which is uncertain,


Throat that seems to be choked up to the chest that narrows.


"I don't like good-bye"


His inner.


But this time, he did not let his tears fall, as hard as he held his heart, not too difficult, maybe because he was getting used to it.


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