
A very simple marriage is performed solemnly and sacredly.
Maybe the background of the wedding makes the wedding feel very different.
Sinta herself felt that her marriage this time was very different from before.
The previous marriage took place in a confused state of transmigrating into the body of a prostitute.
Not ready to serve a husband who is very foreign to him. He didn't mean nusyuz but Dean was really very foreign to him. Moreover, he had never come into contact with any man either.
What if suddenly a woman transmigrated into the body of a prostitute and had to carry out her duties as a wife? Can they just serve their husbands? Sin or is it a logical consequence of a situation beyond their own control?
Dean is her husband but the only man she knows well. His heart and soul taking it for granted was Dylan.
His attention and protection made Sinta feel comfortable and safe. Dylan is the guardian angel.
The meaning of love is not necessarily everyone knows. But surely love will touch the heart and soul. With the wedding that took place between Sinta and Dylan might also touch the body.
Being with Dean all feels so hard. Because his heart and soul didn't recognize Dean until they got married. It was hard for Sinta to give up her body. Not intentionally like that but because she feels foreign to her own husband. Probably because of the transmigration.
Whatever the woman's sentient beings. They are not***machine. Except maybe their profession as commercial sexual workers who have to make a living in such a way. They ignore their emotions and feelings.
But if not commercial sexual workers, it will be very difficult. Women are sentient beings. They only have sexual intercourse if they love their partner or feel comfortable with their partner.
If their hearts and souls refuse, it is very difficult for them to carry out their duties as wives.
If the husband is encouraged to be gentle, romantic and kind. So that their wives can love and love them. Because women are not creatures of logic who can think practically. Most of their women can obey their husbands because of their gentle, kind, patient and understanding nature.
If only he had not transmigrated. Knowing Dean like he knew Dylan would probably be different.
He wouldn't have possibly married Dylan and severed his wedding ropes. Because his heart and soul are linked to Dean, not Dylan.
Her tears trickled as she kissed Dylan's hand. Finished the marriage contract. The queen asked him to kiss her husband's hand.
Sinta could not help haru who was clamping at her chest. He felt that Dylan was the owner of his heart and soul. Maybe that's called a soul mate. It brings calm and tranquility.
With Dylan it all felt easier. His mind became more calm and comfortable. Not feeling alone. Like a map, Dylan could point him to the path so as not to get lost.
Being dependent but not in a destructive sense. Instead, he also found it easier to find his way of life.
Leaving behind what he should have left behind long ago or first transmigrated.
But no force could make him do what he wanted because Dean and his parents were so different from Dylan.
Sinta did not mean to compare the two. It's just that the two feel very different. Like aksara. Dean is like an ancient civilization script that may only be understood by some people or people who come from that civilization.
Dylan is like a Latin letter that almost everyone understands. At least, that was what Sinta felt to the two of them.
One thinks very complicated while the other thinks very simple and easy to understand.
If women can be likened to a musical instrument. Those who can play it can enjoy the beautiful and melodious tone. But if they can't play it then it's certainly just a very distracting and noisy tone that they can produce.
Their marriage also made him connect with his long-lost uncle from his family. Uncle Kevin, his father's half-brother.
"You have to promise to keep it a secret. The family only knew that I was dead in the fire."
"Why do you have to lie?"
Dylan told Uncle Kevin everything without missing a single one.
"All right then. I'll marry you and I'll keep it together for Sinta's mental health."
"Thank you, uncle!"
Sinta and Dylan greeted Uncle Kevin and hugged him to thank him.
The marriage was attended only by the penghulu, their guardian, uncle Kevin who was still single, two male witnesses and they both.
After they got married, Dylan left Sinta alone.
"You went straight back to Indonesia and left me here?"
"I don't want to be urgent let alone confuse you. I think I'd better give you some time."
"I don't mean to make things difficult."
"I understand." Dylan kissed Sinta's forehead.
Sinta felt that Dylan gave her space and freedom to decide.
Dylan's custom brought Sinta a box of chocolates and her favorite cake.
Sinta herself cooked Dylan's favorite meal. Steak, pasta, Indonesian cuisine is very fresh like asem vegetables and grilled chicken.
If anyone says that love is like a plant. If diligently treated, weeded, watered and given fertilizer. Will bloom and flourish.
They exchanged stories when they met. Distance is an indicator of the love between the two of them. Because love and longing are related to each other.
They talk about Dean often. Talk about it openly. Even Dylan allowed to see Dean through his social media.
"I saw his post share on the news of my death."
"You're friends with him?"
"With false identity of course. It's okay, right?"
"It's okay. What's troubling you?"
"When we got married. He's having an affair with Helena. Even though he stopped it. But look at his current state. It's like he just loves me and it kind of makes me confused."
"I'm sorry. If it's not wrong you're Dean's former favorite whore. He married you in order to dilute his legacy. You're the best at serving him in bed. But everything changed after you got married. You don't want to serve him anymore. That's what I heard from Helena. Your husband cheated on her not because he loved her but because you didn't want to serve him. Ignoring their biological needs. They met drunk and everything just happened."
"Helena told you everything?"
"Yes. I think you're serving him for money."
"What do you know about Dean?"
"He went to your funeral. Bring you flowers."
"really?"
"Dean wants to recover your good name and ruined career. I'm also worried that he and his family are using you for their benefit. I just want what's best for you."