The Secret Wedding's
D U A's

"well, Mitha better live poor same mommy same dad too." Mitha still held back emotions. He wants his father to change his mind about his marriage.

"But son, I'm not always the same mom will get you. Never been father and mother are there for you. We just want the best for you, son. After this incident, maybe I won't be able to help you with your school fees." Dhani explained with a soft word.

"Mitha could drop out of school. Mitha can work, make living expenses and buy dad's medicine."

"Darling, if you drop out of school what about your future? She said she wanted to be a career woman." Dina stroked the princess' back just her wayang. His daughter was very stubborn.

"If Mitha was betrothed, Mitha also dropped out of school. Better Mitha lives poor same father same mom. Mitha gamau accepts this matchmaking, period!"

Feeling upset and disappointed in both parents, I don't know what to do so that his father can cancel this match. With tears falling, he ran up the stairs to his room on the second floor.

This house is not too big. Only a minimalist house with two floors and a swimming pool and mini garden that is behind the house.

Meanwhile, Dina calmed her slightly emotional husband.

"Let me explain. I'm calm, Mitha must want to accept this matchmaking." Gentle Dina's speech.

Drrttt

"Hello"

"..."

"Right right sir? How then?"

"....."

"Well, if there's any progress, please let me know immediately."

Tut's.

"Huh, huh, huh." As soon as the phone was switched off, Dhani had trouble breathing oxygen. His heart rate also increased. Dhani squeezes her left chest which hurts.

"What's wrong?" Panic, worry, and curiosity. That's how Dina feels. Who's calling? What they discussed that makes Dhani's heart disease recurrent.

"Well, from-policing-ma-hah"

After saying that, Dhani arrived unconscious. The panicked Dina yelled out her daughter's name very loudly.

"Dad why ma?" Mitha asked as soon as she saw her father unconscious.

"Ask her later, now call an ambulance!" Dina was still trying to wake her husband up while Mitha called an ambulance.

Once in the hospital, Dhani was immediately taken to the ER to get a doctor's treatment.

******

Mitha who was asleep in the seat next to her father's gurneyed comfortably as she felt a gentle stroke on her head. He opened his eyes slowly, at what time he fell asleep while waiting for his father to wake up.

Slowly his eyes opened, a smile was seen in the pale lips of the father. His face looked so tired. He knew that in the middle-aged man's head held so much of a burden on his mind.

"Ah, I'm dead." Soon he picked up the water glass on the nightstand next to him and then gave it to his father.

"Drink first yeah." Mitha petrified Dhani to get up and lean on the head of the bed that had been placed by the bull to support his head.

Dhani nodded accepting the glass of water and drank it a few gulps.

"Where's your mom?" Once Dhani siuman he did not find the whereabouts of his beloved wife, there was only Mitha who fell asleep next to her bed.

Mitha looked at the circular watch on her wrist, the time showing it at 05:00.

"Mama slept at home last night, replace Mitha who takes care of me. Mom is coming soon." Mitha.

"Mitha, I'd like to ask you something just consider this your last request. I know that my life won't be long"

"Dad by the way, life and death are in the hands of God not in the hands of doctors! The doctor could have said that my life was short, but if God didn't want it to happen it wouldn't." Mitha said, she brushed off the tightness in the chest hearing Dhani say such a thing. No, no one will be able to take on the figure of Dani in his life. Even though God took away his father's life, the man was always in his heart.

"Dad please, accept this match, son. It's all for your good, mom and dad just want what's best for you. When you get married, you can still go to school. We'll keep your marriage a secret. I just want someone to replace me when it's time for me to go." Dhani's eyes glazed.

Mitha had been crying as much as she wanted to hear Dhani's words, she loved her father very much, she also did not want to make her parents disappointed. Doubtful, that was how Mitha felt at the moment. On the one hand he does not love the man he will be betrothed to, He also still wants to pursue his mind.

But on the other hand, he also did not want to make both his parents feel sad and disappointed. There was no hope other than her because she was the only child.

At 07:00

Tok tok...

"Assynoltomodel.."

The door opened, Dina who was carrying a bushel and fruit parcels appeared. The woman placed her luggage on the nightstand and then kissed the back of her husband's hand as a sign of respect.

"That mama bring your favorite chicken rendang, wash your face first keep breakfast. Then the trouble of school first, mama's already asked permission to go to school." Dina stroked the princess's hair gently.

"Yes ma." Mitha got up and walked towards the bathroom from inside the cryptic bathroom she heard the conversation of her parents.

"Later Dimas and family came, this morning he called her to your condition" said Dina, the sentence was heard to the ears of her daughter who was in the bathroom.

"Dad has persuaded Mitha, hopefully she will accept this matchmaking. I'm afraid that no one will take care of him." Dhani said.

"Just be calm, don't mind much. Think first about the health of the mas," said Dina gently while feeding her husband porridge.

****

"How are you doing, Dhan?" Dimas. He and his wife had just arrived, While Azzar, his son was on his way.

"Yes as you can see, haha" Dhani replied with a laugh at the end of her sentence.

Dhani is busy chatting with Dimas who is sitting in the chair, while Dina and Dewi are chatting on the sofa.

"Oh yeah jeng, where's Mitha?" Ask the goddess of stale bases.

"Again out, he said there was a need. Come soon too."

Actually Mitha went to the park in the hospital where her father was treated. He just wants to calm his mind. He just sat quietly in the garden.

"Do I accept this match?" Monologues said.

After a long thought, he finally chose to accept this match. The girl walked down the hospital corridor. But his eyes saw someone he might know. His eyes squinted trying to remember, when he felt sure then he walked up to the person.

"Om, sorry I want to talk." Mitha said, he tried to equalize his footsteps with the person because the person's legs are very wide different from his.

"Omm?" The man's forehead crept up, staring at the girl walking next to him. He knows the girl. "You think I'm old?!" Said the man sewot. How dare this girl call him by the name of om when he was only 25 years old, yes even though it was past 2 days.

"Well? Old emang. I am 17 years old, how many? Ahh forget it, I want to ask and talk about something the same om." Mitha said without a stale nasa.

He knows the person who is currently the interlocutor is the original inhabitants of the north pole. Cold and also cold. So it doesn't need to be a stale base.

"Hm" Azzar only responded with a dullness.

"But ga here, follow me" without hesitation or without realizing Mitha pulled Azzar's hand, Azzar was surprised that no one had dared to be rude to him. Even touching without permission, now? Look at this girl pulling her hand like a sister forcing me to buy ice cream.

They walked towards the park Mitha had visited.

"Now can you let go of my hand?" Azzar's cold speech made Mitha turn towards his hand. Ahh so stupid, Mitha smiled stiffly in response.

"I'm sorry" then he took off his hand.

"So, for what reason do you accept this matchmaking? It's old, too. Ehh means om can find a wife who is the same as om."

"I have no obligation to answer your questions!" Oh, my God, why does this guy only have one face. Flat and extremely cold, his gaze was so sharp as if wanting to skin his interlocutor alive.

"Can't you cancel this matchmaking?" Initially Mitha would accept this matchmaking as there was no other choice. But after meeting with Azzar he put his hope, hopefully this man can cancel his betrothal.

"I can't"

"M. Then I will accept this match, but I have a pre-marital agreement." Mitha's words gave a big question mark over Azzar's head.

Is there a pre-wedding agreement?

"What?" Ask Azzar.

"One. I will not disturb your personal life, om free to date anyone after marriage. And vice versa, you can't interfere with my personal affairs. Yes even though statut om would later be my husband. How's it?"

Azzar thought for a moment. The call sounds very uncomfortable. He looks very old, yes even though he is old.

"Hm." Again the Azzar only responded with a dullness. Huft, it looks like Mitha has to be patient while talking to him.

"Two. After the wedding I want to sleep different bed different room."

Azzar nodded slowly while thinking.

"last. I still want to go to school even though I am married. So I want this wedding to be kept a secret."

"Have you spoken?"

Mitha gawking. True right! God wants to rip this guy's mouth off. If only it hadn't put him in jail. He has done it since. Without saying goodbye Azzar stepped away.

"Huft, patient Mitha. Don't get angry later blood pressure can go up..." Mitha stroked her chest slowly and took a deep breath and then exhaled.

"Arghhhhhh.." but in the end the young girl was still clawing.

On arrival in front of his father's room, everyone was outside the room. And it looks Dina crying in the arms of the Goddess. What's the matter? Why is your mother crying? What happened to his father?

Mitha walked quickly to her mother.

"Tante, mama why?" Mitha asked the Goddess. Not yet had the middle-aged woman answer the question Mitha, a doctor came out from inside her father's hospital room.

"Mom, you should not let the patient save too many thoughts. I fear it will affect his current condition. Mother just calm down, the patient is currently under the influence of sleeping pills. Let the patient rest. I'm saying goodbye." Then the doctor passed.

Then they went back into the room. Looks drowning Dhani's body on the bed. Dina immediately ran over, grasped the limp fingers very gently. Her crying had not subsided, her tears were falling down her husband's hands.

With a very understanding Goddess walked and stroked the shoulders of her best friend during High School. He did not utter a word, letting the cries of his friend subside by itself.

While Mitha walked slowly, it was heartless to see the state of the weak father like this. During this time Dhani is a father figure that is so firm. He never showed a sad look in front of him.

Suddenly his head felt very dizzy. His sight blurred as his consciousness disappeared.

Seriate.....