My Husband's Wedding (The Perfectly Demanded Wife)
42: Initially Serious, But ....

A day in the rice fields, the rice harvested has been immediately cleaned Sepri. Ojan decided to intervene because Suci and Binar also helped.

“Sepri, from earlier you said to mbak Suci Sama Binar, ‘awas gatel ... beware gatel’, but kok to me, ?!” ojan Protest.

Just before the adzan maghrib, all the rice was successfully removed from the stem, resulting in a grain or rice that was completely clean, and, especially the dry season this time is also accompanied by strong winds that bring ruins other than rice carried by the wind.

“Yes Allah Mas Sepri, I was trembling just because I saw Mas's work directly. This wide paddy field is taken care of by itself. Just put it in the sack. Masya Allah. Robot alone is not necessarily as good as at once as powerful as Mas!” inner Sacred secretly amazed to Sepri, in the midst of the reality of her skin that had begun to itch exposed to rice. However, the Shamed Saint at once did not want to trouble Sepri, just remained silent without complaining about her anger.

Lastly, almost twenty sacks of crops this time, Sepri stacking in jonder—grandong—or it's a haul tractor. Suci and Binar sat next to Sepri who was driving, while in the back, Ojan sat on a pile of rice and would occasionally shout when passing through steep roads as well as climbs.

Fun holiday, Suci said it to Binar and Sepri. The sparkle is immediately enthusiastic, joyful as well as allowing.

“But your skin is so burnt,” said Sepri while getting off jonder.

“Om Sepri, tomorrow I go to the rice fields again, yes!” the spirit of Binar intentionally exclaimed.

“Besok is a school. Follow it if not school, Binar,” said Suci. Soon he took the bucket with his fish because Binar also asked for it.

“Jaaan!” exclaim Sepri.

“I'm alive, Pri!” reply Ojan sounded very miserable and became the reason Sepri, Suci, let alone Binar, laughed.

Sepri's return has directly made Septi's mother kepo. Mother Septi who still wears mukena deliberately looked at the kitchen, after previously until a bit more at once settles. He found, the son who looked very young was taking off his boots in front of the kitchen.

But Septi's mother did not intend to disturb the happiness of the son. He deliberately let Sepri take a bath first. It was only after they finished praying, that Septi's mother intended to discuss the events of today, in their togetherness. In the living room downstairs, while holding the grandson—anak of Niss— Septi's mother deliberately cleared her throat to begin with.

“Mas ..?” said Septi's mother.

Sepri who was initially enjoying a cup of hot black coffee, was immediately disturbed to look at the mama who sat opposite the doctor Andri.

“Why, Mah? What's up?” tanya Sepri while looking at the face of Septi's mother and the face of Andri doctor, alternately. Arkasa's face the brother's son continued, also did not escape his attention.

“You have a taste to mbak Suci?” asked Septi's mother and immediately made Sepri confused.

Dito*ong regarding his feelings for Saints, Sepri was immediately upset.

“Don't be a minder-minder again, Mas. Moreover, we see, Saints are different from most women. Slowly embraced because of the previous marriage, already make the heart and mental as Holy battered. Importantly, now Mas still obliged to make Binar comfortable. Because if the mother is like Saints, the number one child is the same family, Mas. The proof, for the sake of Binar alone, Suci was willing to suffer the pain of inner birth because Budi and his family let alone Nurma who made it because,” sure Septi mother is gentle.

“The problem is that I can't help myself. Shame .. yes, this is how it is, Mah ... Pah.” Sepri's heart became restless, she was really not okay.

“So you prefer Saints to be hurt again? You prefer Binar more hurt, while you realize, you can start to make comfortable, including your own dear and comfortable with them?” gentle doctor Andri while staring in both eyes Sepri.

“It ...” Just giving a response, Sepri could not just because he realized, he began to disbelieve. Yes, Sepri admitted that he wanted both Saints and Binar. However, his desire was no greater than his inferiority just because of his right foot. He is a disabled man, and feels it is fatal in any case as well as he has worked so hard.

“Tell Papah, so far, you always do your best too, right, to Saints and Binar?” sergeant doctor Andri. In front of him, Sepri who had been silent had immediately silently looked at him with a lot of pain. However, the silence Sepri he considers has directly justified his assumption.

“What if they fall to the wrong person just because you don't want to go forward, Mom? Ready not to be ready, if you do not have to deal with Budi again, Saints will definitely be a grabbing material let alone Saints beautiful, hardworking, and reliable. Without us explaining, you should understand. So our advice, slowly embrace the Holy and Binar.” After saying so, doctor Andri said, “Love and household do not have to start with perfection. Because those who start a relationship even marriage with mutual love at the same time are equally ready there are still many who divorce. Everything really depends on the way we are committed while living it.”

“Iya, yes Mas. Slowly, later Mamah help.” This time, Septi's mother was really begging. “So women, being a wife, let alone being a widow is not easy, Mas. Especially if you keep rejecting them. In our lives in this village. It feels really heavy even though his widow is not acting.”

She knows what her parents really want. Including what Sepri wants and is actually the same as the direction and expectations of his parents.

“M-maaas .. is not just a matter of the common good. Holy widow is beautiful, well you are also very hardworking. You do not keep on being inferior. Later if you are married, yes you do not continue to work, focus on taking care of the wife's children. Happy for them, it pays people. Just an example that already exists. Mamah Papah, what is the Jam-Hour family. Your marriage especially if with the Saints that we all know, is also a happiness of its own, Mas. You dear, are you comfortable with Saints too? You love Binar?” sure Septi's mom again.

“Mbak Septi yes, if acting is not canned. Understandably cry see Mbak melow-mellow it. My heart cracked up to see it. Cimiwi anyway!” said Ojan who lightly smiled to himself, then took a seat next to Andri's doctor.

“Mas Andri, Bojomu! Jos, if you ask acting at once bant*i*ng-bant*i*ng! My heart just went straight to the*ti*ng see her tears!” whispered Ojan to Andri's doctor, and ended up screaming in pain because of the dipuku*l tray by Septi's mother.

“It's old still don't think you're Jan!” septi's mother's complaint was really stifling.

Doctor Andri and Sepri who witnessed it, could not help but laugh. But Andri's doctor gave a hard code to the son to continue his approach to Suci and Binar.

“Just continued, yes!” whispered doctor Andri.

Despite the hesitation, Sepri gradually nodded.