Testamentary Wedding
One Room

"Mass?"

"Hm?"

The two lovebirds are now walking side by side down the corridor of class XII. The awkwardness came back as it had been. And again, assume the one that finally started the conversation.

"Tomorrow the motor is fine, Mas. If using a car was afraid of getting stuck rich earlier," said Anggi hesitated, afraid that Prana would be angry or offended because of his words.

Prana put both her hands into her gray pocket while clearing her throat. "Don't fuck!" his sweat made Anggi choked. Right, what did Anggi fear that her husband would be offended?

The girl finally chose silence. If only he continued to babble, then Prana would definitely not remain silent anymore.

"Be rich usually. Don't show behavior that makes others suspicious. And remember, don't call 'Mas'!" continued the man who was immediately answered a nod obediently by Anggi.

"Bro! How are you?" exclaimed one of Prana's friends who suddenly came and embraced the guy.

"Add aja lo. Pangling me," chirped his other friend.

"Well, you two must have wanted to be rich so to me," spray Prana makes both friends nod while grimacing is not clear.

Meanwhile, Anggi still faithfully walked beside her husband and her husband's friends without saying a word. So, their position, namely Anggi on the right end, Prana in the middle, and his two friends on the left end.

"So, how? Are you the same as Neng Anggi?"

"Combat. If not directly married. You are rich your husbands. It fits."

The two friends of Prana seemed very compact tempting the two lovebirds. Prana and Anggi both flinch in their respective places. Especially Prana who looks completely indifferent. Anggi glanced at her husband, but only briefly. He just wanted to see how Prana would look when her friends teased her like that.

"If you don't move, then I will embat loh," teased one of his friends again make Anggi more uncomfortable in the midst of them.

Prana finally wanted to glance at his wife and soon after immediately turned to his friends. "Lo wants? Take aja. He's not my taste. We're just a normal position" he explained, full of rude innuendo.

"Asik, I can." Both of his friends are having fun. How not? Who wouldn't want to be the partner of an Anggia Soraya? Beautiful and full of gentle. Everyone who knows that girl must have wanted to be her boyfriend.

What the fuck Prana? He really wanted to give up his wife for someone else? Anggi sure, he was not joking. It was clear that Prana was serious about her words. I don't know why his heart seemed to be sliced, sore. That girl is hurt. Did Anggi really love her husband?

Thats enough. Anggi could not take it anymore. The girl finally accelerated her steps towards XII IPS 1, which is her class.

Jesiana Tiara or commonly called Jesi, the friend of Anggi looks sparkling when he finds Anggi has come.

"Pig!" jesi welcomes the arrival of Anggi.

Anggi who saw his best friend then rushed to hug him. "Jes, I miss you" he whispered as he tightened his arms.

Jesi who saw the response of her best friend frowned. What happened to Anggi? Jesi understands very well, if Anggi is like this there must be nothing.

"Lo why, Nggi? Any more problems?" ask Jesi gently.

Instead of answering, Anggi cried. In fact, her cries grew louder as Jesi stroked her back. Jesi understood, Anggi right now must be really sad.

"Let's go to the cafe usually, huh? Please, I want to confide in you," said Anggi while he pleased.

Jesi stroked her best friend's back to calm her down. I don't think he could see Anggi like that. "Yes, Nggi. Udah, you do not cry anymore yes," reply Jesi made Anggi release his embrace and began to calm down.

***

Jesi looked at her best friend. "So, you don't know why om same aunt you suddenly married lo sama Prana?" ask carefully.

Anggi. He feels much better now. Everything he wanted to get out was finally conveyed to the right people. Jesi is indeed the person who can be trusted by Anggi so far. His best friend is very able to keep a secret while understanding him.

"Gue is concerned about what you are experiencing, Nggi. How about Prana?" ask again.

"Yes, that's it. It would seem that she was also very forced to share this marriage." Anggi explained making Jesi more concerned about his best friend.

Jesi patted his best friend's shoulder. "Lo is patient, yes. I know you are strong. You can definitely fuck everything up," he said. Somehow, it feels Anggi less able to accept the phrase Jesi. Strong? Will he later?

"Continuously. Lo love her?" ask Jesi.

Anggi put his shoulder. "Gue doesn't know," he replied casually. He's not lying. That girl really doesn't know how she feels right now.

"Gue's not sure, Jes is feeling the same way I do right now. I'm not sure my feelings can be said what love is not," he explained with a meaningful facial expression.

"Gue understands, Nggi. Do not know why I suddenly feel that you will one day also fall in love with each other," said Jesi honestly. The girl had always liked to match Anggi with Prana. He said they fit in very well.

"I don't know, ah. I also still want to focus on the same school as my ideals."

***

At 21:00

"Astaghfiullah! I forgot about Prana again. Surely he was angry again with me later," Anggi grumbled to himself.

How could he forget to tell Prana? The man is clearly her husband now. But Anggi is not to blame. The girl completely forgot this time. People are wrong and forget, right?

In haste Anggi climbed the stairs that connect the yard with the main door while carrying all the mixed feelings. The girl trembled as she started to squeeze the bell. He took a deep breath and prepared mentally.

In less than five seconds, Prana swiftly opened the door itself. He was sure it was his wife.

Anggi pecked on the spot as her pairs of eyes caught the figure of her husband standing before her with eyes that seemed as if he was going to eat her. Again she became stubborn when she saw the expression of her husband like that.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas" she said as she grabbed her husband's right hand and kissed the back of the man's hand.

Prana still faithfully looked at him with a gaze as sharp as her eagle. "Lake in!" cold command.

Anggi enters by following her husband behind her. The girl's heart is still beating fast. He bit his lower lip in fear.

Prana suddenly stopped right in front of the stairs makes Anggi also stop his steps suddenly. The man then turned his body to look into his wife's eyes. Meanwhile, Anggi did not dare to look at her husband's face and chose to look at the white T-shirt that Prana was wearing.

"Want me to make some warm tea? Or maybe coffee? Or what? Tell me, let me make it as soon as possible," Anggi bargained while trembling in his place. The girl still did not dare to look at her husband.

"Lo's my wife now. You have to tell me if you want to go. Don't wander off obviously rich that again!" his remembrance with a sarcastic tone made Anggi flinch.

"If the husband again says it is stared at! Don't look at the others. Anyway, don't be scared. Rich I want to eat." Prana commemorates again. Instead of being calm, Anggi even more trembling on the spot.

Because he did not dare to look at her, Prana then pinched his wife's chin slowly and lifted her up making Anggi inevitably have to look at her husband's eyes.

"I-iya Mas," Anggi reply was stamped because of her husband's treatment.

"Yes, take a shower. Don't make anything, I want to go straight to sleep," asked Prana who was answered a nod obediently by his wife.