Prisoner's Wife Raka
7. Marriage and living together

...HAPPY READING...

"Later in the afternoon there is a race schedule. Not watching?" Call Kray got a lot of approval from his friend. However, Raka just silently heard it. "Can't you, boss?" ask Kray.

Raka nodded not answering. He turned off the phone and put it on the table. His three best friends stared questioningly, especially Kray. They gathered in the canteen, not a few who tweeted to get the attention of the four young men.

Abram refused to be taken to the cafeteria, as usual, he studied in class. The man was very attentive to his values. In fact, the girls not only admired his handsome face, but also Abram's cleverness. She was offered to become an exchange student to Ginseng, Korea. But the man refused.

He rubbed his face rough, sighing heavily to shrink his best friend's guts. "Gue can't come today, there's an event" Raka said.

"What way? The family? Don't you want to get married," continued Kray.

"Bant lo!" raka Ompat. Then, he stood up from his seat. "Males the same lo. I want to go back." The man left the place, until he made his best friend gawk.

"He was never absent for the race, you know," said Boi.

"I think there's a problem" continued Kray, propping up his chin with his hand while tapping his index finger to his forehead, he actually thought of the prize money of the motorcycle race later.

"Raka is also human, he can be tired," said Roi, a twin of Boi who was busy playing the favorite rubik.

Roi and Boi are twin boys. However, people do not believe that they are twins because of physical and behavioral differences. Roi's body was shorter than Boi's, but Boi was thin than her. Roi's hair was approaching curly, different from that of straight-haired Boi.

Boi is too active, so it is labeled as a child who can not be silent, just like Kray. However, Boi is always lazy to do physical activity, let alone be exposed to direct sunlight, she is like a vampire. However, even though their differences look so prominent, the affection of parents is obtained quite fair.

Raka rushed into the house after returning home from campus. She saw her mother in the living room putting clothes on the sofa. Upon realizing Raka's arrival, he welcomes her. "Tumbe came home quickly. Must be impatient later in the afternoon," said Kania, teasing her son.

The man clucked in annoyance, then sat down next to his mother. "Still mending me home. What if I don't go home?" cetus Raka's.

"You're not coming home? Mama quickly get you out of the family card."

Raka let out a heavy sigh, she looked after the suit on her front desk. "Make me later?" asked Raka, Kania nodded her head. "What color is she?"

Kania turned her head, staring puzzledly at her son. "Him? She who?" tanyakanya.

"North, Ma. What color is she wearing?"

Kania nodded briefly, the son seemed to be nervous. "White, there is a blend of gold color flower carvings. Grandma who choose because she likes the same color of gold," explained Kania. "This is a dress you don't pick on Grandma, so it's coming back."

"So where is mine?"

"In Mama's room, secrets."

Having cool parents is fun, but when they are ignorant, it feels like young people are defeated by their behavior.

"Yes, Raka wants to sleep, tired," said Raka while standing from her seat.

"Yes" answered Kania.

.....

Perhaps, every human being must be looking forward to the day when he will marry and unite with someone he loves. However, two people sitting in front of the ruler are different, they must marry even though they do not love each other. Something has been forced to make a dream come true. Unable to disappoint the parents deeper, Dinara and Raka decided to accept.

The spacious building is decorated with beautiful flowers and attractive colors. The invited guests are not many, they sit in chairs available to witness the marriage of the two people.

Raka is ordered to shake Roni's hand as guardian of the princess. In a tense second, the man felt something in his body racing. "The groom, are you ready?" said pak penghulu.

Raka was silent for a moment, even Dinara looked at the man beside her. "Ready," Raka replied while nodding, making Dinara feel trembling at the charisma of her future husband.

"Woman, are you ready?" It was Dinara's turn, while the girl was frightened by his fear. Just a short nod, Dinara was already unable to move.

Roni clasped tightly onto Raka's hand in front of her, then began to utter a sentence of agreement. "I marry you, Raka Arona bin Dio Arona with my daughter, Dinara Sarafati bint Roni with a prayer kit and 900 grams of gold paid in cash."

"How are the witnesses? Right?"

"AH!"

Gratitude for the solemn implementation of the event, as well as the pleasure of both parents seeing their sons and daughters married.

Worrying, between being happy and feeling the pain of loving him. Dinara commented that her smile was the best to congratulate her on her marriage.

The invited guests were not from Dinara's friends, nor Raka's, but the parents' business friends. Their relationship will be a secret. "Sister, don't tell anyone about our marriage" Dinara said.

Raka agrees because if the whole campus finds out, it's not him who will get into trouble, but his wife. "Gue also wants our relationship to be a secret" Raka replied.

Standing beside the tall man who was now her legal husband, Dinara glanced at Raka. There was a sense of disbelief over all these things of coercion, but I felt grateful because Raka was willing to understand her.

They sat at the altar, watching the series of invited guests' faces. Like a dream that was never expected, this became the beginning of two pairs of husbands.

Dinara came back to Raka because she was called the mother earlier. "Sister, let's take a photo together!" bring Dinara. Raka nodded briefly.

Dinara walked ahead, the dress felt heavy on her body which could be said to be small. It was almost that the girl was knocked over because the back of her dress was stepped on by Raka. Dinara turned his head and threw a sharp look. "Where, anyway?" scold him with a ketus.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it" said Raka, fearing that his wife was angry. Then, she took the back of Dinara's dress and took it with her steps.

Capturing important moments is a must, with shared photos will be a way. Dinara and Raka stood between them. Rania and Roni adapt alongside Dinara, while Nek Hani, Kania, and Dio are next to Raka.

They pose as the photographer directs his camera. The camera sound along with the flash means the photo has been taken. Not just one, but many shots they get. A moment that cannot be repeated.

The apartment, which has three floors, becomes a new residence for Dinara and Raka. Apparently, the man had prepared for a long time, even from the beginning they were declared to be married.

Dinara menenteng totebag which contains a change of clothes for a while. As for Raka, she was carrying a large suitcase. "How many rooms are there?" ask Dinara.

"Two. Lo the front room, I'm in the back near the kitchen" replied Raka. "Sorry, the apartment is small, so you don't get tired of cleaning it."

Dinara nodded briefly. "I went to the room first" Dinara said, then sauntered away.

Choosing a small apartment there is a special reason for Raka. In addition to not being too tired when cleaning, he and Dinara are not far away, so they can be close to each other.

Raka went inside her room, it was neat and clean. Take a bath, but the water there does not come out a drop. "How's the shower? Goddamnit!" Raka grumbled, even though his body already felt sticky.

Raka slammed her body on the mattress, closed her eyes tightly, banishing the light from hitting her. "When I was hitchhiking in Dinara's bathroom?" muttered the man. Then, Raka got up and let out a long sigh. "Forced."

Knocking on the door while leaning against the wall, Raka waited for the girl to open the door. While Dinara who just finished bathing, she was drying her hair with a towel.

The door opened, revealing Dinara with wet hair. Raka also straightened her body. "Water in the bathroom I didn't come out. If I take a shower, can I?" Raka said.

Dinara exhaled a long breath, then nodded briefly. He came out of his room. "I'm waiting in front. Take a shower, don't take long!"

Raka gave a brief nod, with lightning fast she entered the bathroom and immediately waded her sultry body with cold water.

Raka almost did not want to go out because the fragrant shampoo Dinara still stuck there. Either the girl uses how much to smell intoxicating.

Dinara's room lights were out, but his eyes could not be closed. Feeling uneasy, he changed his sleeping position to supine. The usual sound of rain was soothing, sounding teasing in the ears.

Eyes that have been closed tightly, forcing to re-open. Raka is in the same state as Dinara. The difference is, Raka sleeps in a state of lights on because she does not like darkness. According to the man, darkness means sadness. "Gue why, anyway?" gerutu Raka's.

The wedding activity, continues to spin in his brain. Wanting to repeat the incident once again, perhaps constantly. Happy, a good time for him.

In the darkness of the night, the apartment was quiet. But not for two people who are struggling with fear. How to live tomorrow? What to do? Never mind, the moon is watching them both fall in love.