
“Sah...” There was the sound of calls from several witnesses who were in the small room.
Today the wedding has been going on quite fast, there is no entertainment or welcome guests who come.
“Now the bride please men**m the back of her husband's hand.” So is the typical voice of a middle-aged man who became a ruler there.
And when he was done with his orders. “Now it's the groom's turn to men**m the bride's forehead.”
As per the request, the two brides did what they should do.
“Thanks, yeah. Already accepted me.” The black-eyed bead stared fixedly at the beautiful woman who had just become his wife.
The look he looked at was full of deep love. The various forms of women who came to him no one was able to shake his heart. And now, his heart anchored confidently to the sweet-skinned woman in front of him who wore that simple white kebaya.
“If it wasn't for Dad, I wouldn't want to do this. And this is all clear because of the job.” Not getting a sweet welcome anyway, the sweet woman in front of him said ketus to him.
“Remember, Rex. This marriage will not be happy at any time. Until you talk to my father to divorce me.” whispered the wife of a man named Arex Sebastian.
Where the man had been confronting a woman named Bimala Disya. 24-year-old girl who is enjoying her job as HR manager in one of the big companies.
Arex only smiled very little, his gaze was so calm. “Until anytime too, it will never happen, Mala.” says steady.
The two stopped talking to each other, as a middle-aged woman's voice came towards them. Not to forget, a very sharp gaze he gave to the daughter-in-law who had just legally become the husband of his daughter.
“Mala, why are you so close to him. Here, the important thing is legitimate. We have to get out of this place. Mom is already sultry once.” The slightly wrinkled hand tightly gripped the child's wrist.
A handsome face and a tall body are perfect, in fact, unable to make the woman melt on him. When the mother-in-law came home.
His eyes turned to look at the son-in-law. “You're right? Take my son to live here. Prepare a new 500 million house you can take my son to live with you. Understood!”
The gentleman who was still wearing his shoes in front of the terrace of the house of Arex shook his head to hear it. “Mother, it's a sin. The wife should live where her husband should be. That is the meaning of marriage. Uniting two people regardless of their shortcomings.”.
Not after the man spoke, it was rebutted by Sari, the mother of Mala. “Halah..Pak Penghulu just shut up. You don't know shit. My son is a career woman. Time has worked hard, still have to want to join the difficult life with the man. Just be right!” he said not filtered.
“Mother's right, Rex. It's impossible if I have to be here with you. If you are, just come to our house. I can't afford to stay in this place.” Bimala's eyes were staring around the house.
Buildings with wooden walls, and pedestals only hear the roll of carpet under which there is no marble or ceramic. There is only cement covered with carpet. Never imagined in his life so far.
“Haduh...what fate happened to me? To be the wife of a man like Arex? He's.is handsome anyway. Just try the one he lives in the palace house, the clothes he wears suits and fancy watches in his hands…” For a moment Bimala looked at the beautiful face of the husband from the front of the house to the doorway of the house Arex.
“Mala! Why are you daydreaming?” ask the mother who broke the daydream of the child at that time.
While Arex's eyes looked deeply at his wife. “Alright, then I will come with you for a while until you can receive my home.” said Arex relented.
Sari throws her lips tingly. “Cih, home giving? Everywhere giving the house a luxurious home. New and ready to live. This is a house for flood victims deserve.”
No word from Arex. The man followed the father-in-law and the wife to the car.
In his heart Arex thanked a man who participated in his plan to become the husband of a Disya Bimala.