
“Alright, if it can be next week ijab kabulnya. Now we can talk about the things we will need for next week's event.”
“Sayang. Isn't this too rushed?” The man who protested to his wife for making his own decision.
“My husband's employee will take care of everything.” Say it again regardless of the protests from her husband.
A loud gust sounded from Dihyan and Reno. They seemed to be unable to do anything more when they saw the woman making her own decision.
Look how the charm of the beautiful bloated woman is so influential that it is able to silence the two men.
Linggar looked at the distended woman with a smile as if he was gaining an ally in this matter.
With his touch also Rindi gradually improved. Although improving it is more towards health. And for matters of the heart, Rima has not yet touched in that direction.
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"Rindi why?" Pekik mother when hearing the story from Lirna about the state of Rindi who is being treated at the hospital.
"No papa bun." Said calmly.
Not trying to stay calm even though the anger is still on top.
His brain was still circling sorting out the words he would say to the mother about the state of Linggar and Rindi.
"Cappiness only. Maybe too much energy." He continued while glancing towards the side where her husband was.
Obviously not mentioning the real reason, it should be dyed a little. Minimize lies in front of parents, but remain vigilant so that the truth must remain covered.
Mas Reza smiled while still encouraging his beloved wife.
" The problem now is not Rindi but Linggar bun." Trying to help Lirna.
It feels like seeing your wife struggling on her own.
"Linggung why?" Mother curious. Sediki advances the body of the sign of a serious mother.
"Linggung does not want to be far from Rindi. Nempel. Haha." It should be accompanied by a little laughter to be more convincing.
"Yes, mom knows. There's no day without Cindy." I am beginning to believe.
" That's the problem. Same storm with the Rindi family just for time to take care of Rindi.
Lucukan. Haha." Still forcing myself to keep laughing under the shackles of a troubled heart.
Mother smiled to see Reza who was telling Linggar's positive attitude to Rindi.
Yes mother admitted, the possessiveness of Linggar on Rindi. even youths have witnessed it themselves.
"If it's mother can't help much either."
"Can be bun."
"How'd it go?"
Yes, the ongoing effort shows results that may end with the word successful.
"Emmm, we marry them as soon as possible. That way the Rindi family can release Rindi along with
her husband's. To avoid talking too, right?" Reza is convincing.
"Yes, mom wants it too. If you look at Linggar with Rindi tuh, fear that they overstep the limit."
Something beyond that limit has already happened.
"Yes bun. That's why we have to marry them off." Reza who increasingly looks spirit after rotating the brain was not in vain.
"When?"
"Faster is better. The problem is Linggar seems difficult to be separated into the same Rindi." Reza was shaking his head, still trying to appear as natural as possible.
Guilt must be there. Because I tried to lie to my parents.
"But Rindi wants to be yah? They're still in college."
"Later Lirna who tried to persuade Rindi. Yes a little threat if Rindi does not want Linggar, said we will marry another girl. Well surely Rindi thought a thousand times if until Linggar married another girl." Reza seems to be racking up really well this time.
"iya-iya that's all it can be. No, no, papa."
IT WORKED!
"Darling you don't papa?" Mother's strangulation as she entered Rindi's treatment room.
There has been a Linggar that has never been separated from Rindi.
Even when looking at the bundle of hands has not come off. until the mother lifts a friendly blow on his shoulder.
"Bun?" With a gaze as if to say what is happening, but soon bowed to hide the face that still has the remains of bruises.
Why does the mother look more excited?
Today is a working day. Everyone back to their own place. Only Linggar is time to guard
Leachate. Isn't this his duty as long as all he has done to Rindi.
“Dear you didn't report?” He said again trying to grab Rindi's limp hand.
Just the smile that Rindi donated. As much as he was angry at Linggar, he could not be angry at his mother.
Mother was too good to him.
“Linggung ng anything you do, right?”
Just now he was trying to fix the heart, but the question came back disturbing.
Whahuh?
Why-nothing?
Already bundaaaaaaaaaaa.
Your son has ruined Rindi's future.
Suppose it could be said, maybe he would say it out loud.
except those who know it. Including the mother.
Rindi was only able to be bowed to hide her face which might exude the look of a disappointed and angry face.
He's angry! very angry at the man who was still holding his hand.
But what power, he can not be angry at Mother Linggar.
“Sayang. Sorry if this is too rushed. But mother wants to apply you to make Linggar, can you?”
The two teenagers looked at each other with their eyes fully open.
What propose?
This fast?
Did you know the real incident?
“Let's see your relationship has gotten further and further. Mother does not want you to be as blind as love to make you go further without any official ties.”
“Sorry yeah, mommy says kayak gini when you're sick!”
“This is precisely also because you are sick like gini.”
The two pairs of eyeballs were again met with the same circumstances. It opens perfectly.
Do you really know about the current state of Rindi?
“Tuh look, you are sick like this Linggar does not want to escape with you. Afraid she's khilaf.” Smiling occasionally
staring at Linggar who was still calm looking at Rindi.
The man fell back.
It is already caliph mother, so it hurts like this.
“If indeed Linggar is not khilaf, there could be slander right?”
“But mom believes in you.” Now the mother's body has stood firm with a smile that widens.
“You are a good girl as well as this mother's son. Although a little recalcitrant, but mother believes she will not
overreaching.”
“Just Linggar?” Mother's elbow nudged hard Linggar's body who realized earlier was just silent to hear the ravings
bunda.
Tumben-tumbenan the child just want to be silent to hear the mother's chatter. It is also possible to reply, or at least the whirring is unclear.
“You want to be your mother's daughter-in-law?”
What should Rindi do. Down and then shy?
In fact, the word for word that mother said was like an arrow that shot and pierced through his chest. Not just Rindi but Linggar.
How much trust you have placed in them. If you know that all the beliefs you have given have been misused by them, maybe your smile is no longer there.
Change the tear. Or maybe you fainted in this place.
While Linggar was only able to bow his head.
He no longer had the right to hold his head.
Among the Eight Thousand Billion inhabitants of the earth, he is the most sinful man today.
Betraying your trust only for false desires.
As much as trust, he was unable to carry it.
They were still silent when the door opened. Featuring a bloated woman who yesterday defended Linggar along with
her husband's.
“Good morning all.” Her smile is so pretty. Walk close to Rindi's bedding gurney. The husband also walked faithfully in his arms even without a smile.
“Udah better?” Still smiling while extending a hand to stroke Rindi's hair.
The patient smiled in response.
Now Rima switched to staring at Linggar, “You've eaten? I brought you breakfast.” Lift up
the lunchbox in his hand showed it to Linggar.
“You should also eat, do not get sick. If you are sick continue who takes care of Rindi. Who are you too
the guardians? I don't want to loh, kasian dedenya if his mother has to stay up late keep a couple who are sick again.”
His feet stepped closer to the nightstand because Linggar did not reach his gift, tired also felt.
Seeing the close interaction makes the mother's forehead wrinkled but still smile when she looks at it
with Rima colliding with each other.
“You ready Rindi?”
To Be Continued!
Don't forget his finger on the shake well!
Ask for donations like dong!
Duh sleepy.
Is there coffee?
Same flowers, take a shower. Let it be fresher and faster.
Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!
The same is true, which is the symbol of love, do not forget to push quite once. If it's twice, I can cry.