The End of Two Semesters
Chapter 2 – Bride Stopped

Inside Hermawan's mansion, a well-groomed woman dressed in white kebaya, was pacing around in her room. Santi Hermawan, the only daughter of Hermawan who is getting married today. He could not stand still, pacing back and forth like an iron in his room while calling someone he was waiting for his arrival.

“Hallo, Fan! Please ... please .. you must come, Fano! I don't want to marry that om-om. You should be in charge, not him, Fano .. come on, Fano. Please ... come get me now. I don't want to marry her, I want you, you have to marry me, because you own me, Fan!”

Santi slightly raised his voice, and confirmed to Fano to take responsibility for his actions. Yes, Santi is now pregnant with Fano's child. Her age has entered the fourth month. However, unfortunately Fano does not want to be responsible for what Fano has done to Santi.

“Santi, I've said many times with you, I'm not ready to get married, I'll take responsibility without marrying you! I will give my son the right, I reiterate once again with you, I do not want to marry you, Santi! Please marry that person, the choice of both your parents, who have been paid to marry you. I personally, even if I get paid, I won't marry you, I'm not ready to get married! You hear that?”

Fano continues to reject Santi who holds Fano accountable for impregnating him. Fano does not want to get married, he does not want an official bond, which will curb his life.

“Fano, are you aware? You're the one who haunts me!”

“San, you don't realize, what was your position when you first met me? You're not a virgin, Santi! Could it be before the same me you with other men?”

“Jeez, Fano! I've been on a road with you for almost a year, we do that a lot, and you know, as long as I walk with you, I never get in touch with another man! It's just you, and it's just you, Fan! You know I wasn't a virgin before we did? Why are you sharing that now?!”

“Allah, what kind of nonsense! Even if it was my son, I wouldn't have married you either. I want freedom, I still want to have fun, because getting married might keep me in check. Don't bother my life anymore. Marry that paid guy! Don't look for me again!”

“Fano ... Fan ... Hello! Hello ....! Damn, shut it down again! I tried to call him again! Damn, the number is no longer active! I don't want to marry who's her name? Om-om crazy treasure, I don't want to! I'd better run, yeah I should run away from home. Fix, run away right now! I still have enough savings that I can use to support myself and the child in my womb.”

Santi escaped with a fruit knife he picked up at the back dining table. Luckily everyone was in front, no one was behind. Santi settles, until finally he reaches the back gate that is not guarded by anyone, because it is a makeshift gate in his house.

Santi ran, he went to the mini market located not far from his house, and not far from the back gate. Lucky penghulu until that moment has not come to Santi's house.

Santi banged on the window of the bride's car and asked to go inside. Arya is short-lived as she still imagines fond memories with Naira.

“Eh is done, Non? Sorry I am still here until non here?”

“Do not talk much, quickly open! I'm going in!” santi replied with a raised voice.

“I—iya, Non. Sorry this is alone, where's the groom?”

“Don't ask you much! Buruan street! Everyone doesn't know I'm running away!”

“Hah escaped?! Is this nothing?”

“Don't say much Mr. Driver ... hunted or I kill myself in front of you!” Force Santi by pointing the knife at his wrist.

“Eh, yes ...”

Arya is forced to drive her car according to Santi who ran away from her wedding party.

“Hei Sir Driver! Do you have a number that booked this car yesterday? You must have been given your boss's phone number, right?” ask Santi.

“Quick you call that contact, just say you want his wife to give birth, or something? Keep telling the same person, ask to find another car, because in the rental car where you work is full, can not book the car again.” Santi ordered Arya to talk like that at the contact who yesterday booked the bridal car at Arya's place.

Arya carries out all of Santi's orders, as she fears Santi killed himself in front of her. Arya shook her head softly as she saw Santi from the reflection of the rearview mirror above her. Santi looks still upset and his breath is still seen up and down, his chest is also a kembis for holding his anger.

“Sial once I today, have no breakfast, plus the bride stopped by! How am I supposed to do this? I'm gonna have a case like this?” Aryan muttered.

Santi removed the little bun on his head, he tidied his hair with his finger. Lucky in the dasboar of Arya's car there is a comb, he gave it to Santi to tidy up his hair.

“Still!” said ketus.

“Iya, equally. Where is this not going? I want to work again?” ask Arya.

“Anywhere, stop by the ATM first, I want to drain all my money, and throw out this ATM, so that I am not tracked by the house!” santi Pinta.

“Don't that, Non? All problems have a way out, right? Don't just run away?” Arya.

“Do not talk, sir! I'm on a spit, stop in front of the ATM, I borrow your bag here, make take my money!”

“Partially take money at ATMs there is a limit, Non?”

“Yes too, but it's okay, the important thing is that I can find a hiding place!”

“Where to go?”

“We go to Pekalongan only! I was curious to say my family was from there, but I never even went there!” answer Santi.

“Lagian why should you run away anyway, Non? The bag is far away, Miss?!”

“Gue betrothed dodol! Where do I want to be fooled by om-om? My girlfriend is more handsome! Don't talk too much! Just like me, I pay you! Take me to pekalongan, find a house for hiding!” santi ngegas.

“Oh that? Yes I have here I take it, non wait here, all I take off the flowers in the car so as not to know this car there is a bride who again stopped by!”

“Take all if you can, if not yes maximum just how much. Pinnya xxxxxx not to be wrong!”

“Ready!”

Arya thought for a moment, why would she want to be told by a woman who does not know her name, and asked to run to Pekalongan. Crazy from Jakarta to Pekalongan how many hours by yourself? She has not confirmed with Saiful her confidant in the office, nor has she been alone with her parents.

“If I stay with people, wrong is not it? But, if I obey him, I must say what is the same mother and father? When I lied to them?” muttered Arya by releasing the flowers that adorned her car.

Arya akhrinya said with Saiful, on the grounds that there are guests from the large Hermawan family who asked to be taken home to Pekalongan. And, he also reasoned the same with both his parents. I don't know why he felt sorry for the woman he didn't know.