Prisoner's Wife Raka
1. Bicycle girl ontel

...HAPPY READING...

The sun appears from the east, shining on the earth with its warm rays. Morning dew is still attached to green leaves, asphalt roads were wet because of the rain last night. The bike was pedaled by a short-haired beautiful girl, she split the crowded streets of Jakarta, Indonesia.

Dinara enjoyed the wind blowing onto her face, occasionally commenting on a faint smile. "If it's through here every day, it'll probably be late" he murmured. Because, access to the campus is crowded with vehicles, Dinara can not go through the road closer because of repairs.

Diamond University building spoils the eyes of Dinara, can be seen the building is high and looks quality.

While around the corner to get into the campus area, Dinara braked his bike because a man suddenly appeared in front of him, he widened his eyes to look at Dinara as if angry.

"Lo can see, can't you?!" scold the man. His face looked fierce with his sturdy jaw. His tall body adds to Dinara's fear. "Can't get a bike, don't fuck!"

"Sorry, sister," Dinara said when he saw the diamond alma mater used by the man.

The man clucked in annoyance and stressed something to Dinara before leaving. "Don't stay here!"

Dinara nodded slowly and looked at the man's departure. He sighed heavily, rolling his lazy eyeball. "Lo if you can't cross, don't cross, brother," grumbled Dinara. "He's wrong, I'm being yelled at." Then Dinara returned to pedaling his bike.

Inside the music room, which is part of Diamond University, four men were chatting casually. There's no seriousness there. However, when Raka came, the atmosphere turned tense due to the look on her face. "I'm so sorry," said Raka.

Raka-student second semester who is handsome and can be everything. The female students chased after him, even to the very end they would fight for this arrogant guy. He sat down on the table, folding both his hands in front of his chest.

A friend of Raka named Abram seemed interested, he approached and sat down. "Why? Story, dong!" said Abram.

Raka threw her face away, clucking annoyed. "My car broke down. Earlier, in front of almost hit by the same ontel bike girl," said Raka.

"The car is good but breaks down often" said Kray, Raka's friend who is known for speaking and not knowing fear.

"Don't look for your thrills, Krayon! Raka's heart is not good anymore" whispered Boi.

"Bicycle girl ontel? Is there on campus?" asked Abram. "To my knowledge, girls are here on prestige. If you don't have your own car, take the grab. At least take the motor."

"New student time" said Kray. "Beautiful, Boss?" Raka then threw a sharp gaze, immediately making Kray more curious.

"Don't love at first sight, boss!"

"Do I need to break your mouth?!" hardik Raka's. "Just like you guys, just as much emotion." Then Raka left the room.

Abram and Boi stared at each other, then glanced cynically at Kray. Meanwhile, Boi's twin Roi just silently looked at without saying anything.

Abram walked up to Kray, putting his right hand on Kray's shoulder. "Lo macem-macem on campus will not run out, but later in basecamp" said Abram.

"Kray, Raka is different place, loh," continued Boi.

Kray was just grieving for threats from his friends, he was not afraid of such things. When Raka gets angry at him, the man will be devastated by Kray's ridiculous seduction.

The thick clouds floating in the sky were hiding the moonlight. The night was so cold, but the handsome man stood up blankly, with no intention of leaving the balcony. Raka, he just got home from a motorcycle race because his mom suddenly got sick. "When I don't have a girlfriend, I want to be taken to Madinah to continue my business" Raka murmured.

"Grandma also told me to get married fast." Raka rubbed the rough handsome face. Unpleasant day, there is always a bill for him to get married. The problem is, Raka is not interested in anyone. "Have you got to make me find a partner?" concluded Raka.

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Inside the dark room, Dinara played a pen in her hand. Write out a plan for the next few days. "DYNARA!" The door of her room was opened by her mother, who was staring at her with a twinkle of an eye.

"Not that, honey!" Rania-Mom Dinara was patted gently on the shoulders of the princess, then made Dinara look up in confusion. "There is good news for you" Rania said.

Dinara was enthusiastic. "What's? Same father Mommy stopped to tell Dinara to find a boyfriend?"

"No. Mommy already got a boyfriend and husband for you."

The word that was thrown from Rania's lips suddenly made Dinara freeze, not expecting. "Boyfriend and husband?" dinara asked, Rania nodded quickly.

"Tomorrow the night you'll meet. Relax, aja! He's handsome and nice, really. Her mother is also super good."

"Nda, Dinara wants to focus on college first."

"Can, really, go to college while taking care of the household," said Rania.

"Mother is not cool."

Rania looks so happy with what she got today. However, for Dinara, this was like the beginning of his suffering. The thing Dinara avoided the most, having a serious relationship with a man.

"You want Mommy to stop asking you to find a boyfriend? Yes, now Mother married you," said Rania. He sat on Dinara's bed, staring at the rest of the princess' room.

"But, later if Dinara is not happy in the relationship, how?"

"Why? You still remember that ex of yours?" ask Rania, then make Dinara quiet. "He hurt you, baby. Come on, help me forget her."

"So, don't talk about it anymore!"

"Eat him, you should forget him, all about him!"

"Yes yes!" dinara replied, her intention to learn was destroyed, the girl became lazy because of the mother.

"Tomorrow at night, he's going home. And you don't wander!"

Accept the decision of the mother, even with a heavy heart. Dinara also wants to make her parents happy, but is there no other way? It seems, this is only because Dinara's mother and father really want his daughter to have a partner.

In a room with little lighting, there was a young man and an old woman with a tired face. The woman is Hani-grandmother Raka and the man sitting next to her is her only grandchild.

Raka feeds her grandmother porridge, the woman is sickly since she was young. Hence, Hani has only one son and Raka is a favorite grandson. "Nek, Raka has said, if you find a suitable woman, Raka must try," said Raka.

Nek Hani shook his head, looking at Raka with hope. "You said that a lot of times. Tired of hearing that." The woman pulled the blanket over and covered her body. "A year ago, your grandmother and mother told you to get married" Nek Hani said.

"Sir, the medicine is taken first!" pinta Raka's. He also put the empty bowl, the late marrow porridge was spent by the grandmother.

"Grandma won't." He turned his face away, as if angry and unwilling to look at Raka. "You must accept the match first!" nek Hani.

Raka let out a heavy sigh, this was already completely beyond her ability to refuse the grandmother's request. "Yes, Raka wants to."

"Indeed, who's that girl?" ask Raka.

Nek Hani wakes up, positioning his body to sit facing Raka. Then, the grandson's hand was reached and gently caressed. "He's kind. Her name is Nina Sarafati."