The Young Married
Drowned

Ghina's eyes grew bigger hearing Renata's question. Fatih's hand resting on the table finally became his target.

"Aw!" ringis Fatih felt her skin ache because it was pinched by Ghina.

"Let me explain at Ren's school. I'm still busy, asaalamualaikum!"

Ghina immediately turned it off, her face was furious.

"I didn't expect you to betray Fath" he said and left the gazebo.

"Na wait!" prevent Fatih and follow Ghina who runs fast. They went back through the cobblestone streets to the main courtyard.

They passed through a narrow path beside which was a murky pond that was not too wide. Inside it contains fish that are deliberately planted to feed the santri. Ghina, who was still controlled by anger, walked quickly and accidentally slipped her legs.

Byur

"Ghenina!" Fatih screamed in shock as Ghina's body splashed into her family's fish pond.

Ghina thrashed inside, she could not swim.

"Tolo-" Ghina gasped to get out of and climb from inside the small lake that felt like the well.

Even though his space was free enough for him to move and clasped his hands, but still. Its depth made it difficult for his body to come out.

Inevitably, Fatih had to let go of being soaked to save Ghina who had drowned a few seconds ago.

"Na, relax!" Fatih shook Ghina's body which she laid down.

Their place is now right behind the pesantren building, so it is quite quiet. Fatih looked to the right and left, he found no one passing by. He would have objected to having to carry Ghina alone.

"Heh, wake! I don't want to lift your heavy body" Fatih complained as she now patted Ghina on the cheek.

"Do I stay here, come back later" Fatih broke up and he stood up to leave Ghina. Two steps after walking, he turned around.

"It turned out very much."

Fatih placed her palms carefully on Ghina's chest. Then press it many times. But Ghina's eyes did not open, causing her to sigh in frustration.

"If it's a look, I can be the omelin. Where is the first day to be a husband, have already tortured his wife," grumbled.

But his face turned bright when he found a brilliant idea in his head.

"Sorry Na, I didn't do this on purpose."

Fatih began to bring her face closer to make artificial breath. Slowly and distance is getting eroded. The noses of the two of them almost touched when suddenly.

Uhuk! uhuk!

A burst of water hit Fatih's face, making the owner close his eyes.

Ghina who coughed held her stomach, but how shocked when her eyes opened, the first thing she saw was the face of Fatih who was so close.

"Trainer! what's yours?!" he strangled Ghina and immediately pushed Fatih's chest until the man's body almost toppled over.

Fatih wiped her face rough, then swiped her clothes there. Indeed, he never imagined his handsome face was hit by the vomit of a Ghina Izzati.

"Udah in please even crunched," Fatih's lips stood up immediately.

"Don't fuck around, Fath. As for me being weak, you are doing indecent things" said Ghina who made Fatih snort loudly.

"It's up to you, the important thing is to be literate. Let's go back to the main page."

"Oh Allah why did Ghina get wet with Fath?" tanya Ummi Zainab and immediately sprinkled touching Ghina's shoulder.

"He fell over the pool earlier Mi," replied Fatih lazily. He was about to waltz away from there, but was held back by Umminya.

Narsih and Imran also left the page because they heard the conversation outside. They were shocked to see Ghina's coldness and pale lips.

"Why are you, son?" ask Narsih worried. Imran was holding back laughter.

"Wash in the pool, ma'am, no papa. Let's go straight home," Ghina asked let alone see her sister's annoying expression.

"Eh, hurry up. You have to change clothes first, baby," prevent Umm Zainab.

"Where is training going? wait, you are a wife in that house. There, bring him to your room. Get Ummi's clothes in the closet."

"Argh." Fatih ruffled her hair and then followed Ghina to the room.

"This is because of the grit, so it's worth it" Fatih grumbled as he continued to walk through another door not visible from the living room.

"How did you start." Ghina defended herself with a hand cupped to her own body.

"Your house is so long, where's the room?" asked Ghina who had just walked in the dark hallway.

"Follow it, don't take it."

Fatih entered the room of the Ummi by knocking on the door first. He keeps Ghina from entering, no matter what the room is about her parents' privacy.

After getting a robe and a veil, he handed it to Ghina.

"Nih, just put it in my room" said Fatih and was about to leave. But Ghina's hand pulled the shirt behind her.

"Where do I know where your room is," Ghina said with a trembling body as she grew cold.

"Huh, next time I take you on a tour around my house to understand. Tuh, my room is at the end, next to Nafisah. There is a writing, if you want to disturb handsome people, you must say hello first," explained Fatih who made Ghina shake her head, is there really a writing mentioned by Fatih.

"It's not polite, I suddenly entered people's rooms" said Ghina ketus.

"Astahgfirullah, say this servant of yours," muttered Fatih and set his feet first toward his own room.

"No, not in the open key."

Ghina was bearded, her eyes were staring at the writing on the door and sure enough, according to what Fatih said.

IF YOU WANT TO DISTURB A BULL, SAY HELLO FIRST!

"This is the narcissism that affects teenagers like him" Ghina said.

His hands stretched out to turn the doorknob. But suddenly he was shocked when Fatih's large hand held his arm. Then shifted Ghina's body and quickly went inside.

Brak!

The door closed, forcing Ghina to retreat backwards.

"Wait a moment, there's something you can't see" Fatih shouted from inside.

Before long, Fatih came out with a grinning smile. "Come in" he said and exchanged positions with Ghina.

After Ghina returned to the living room, her family immediately said goodbye to go home.

"Ghina really doesn't want to go here first?" ask Umm Zainab who still objected if her daughter-in-law should go home.

"Yes Ummi."

Umm Zainab stroked Ghina's head gently and hugged her.

Ghina just nodded awkwardly. Then greet the only people who are there. There was no Mak Nafisah and Kak Maheer, because he had gone home first.

“Sungkem with your husband, before the breakup," the mother's decree made Ghina waste her breath.

“What? no need ah Bu.” Ghina refused, but seeing the gazes of Kyai Zafran and Ummi Zainab, Ghina pretended to smile. Immediately grabbed the hand of Fatih who was standing right beside Kyai for her kiss.

Fatih who had been silent, was suddenly surprised by Ghina's behavior. He did not expect, the girl wanted to kiss his hand like that, even he still felt the traces of his lips there.

“Nih, have you?” Ghina saw the faces of the people who saw her.

Everyone laughed including Imran, he rubbed Ghina's head while hinting with his eyes “Ah, you are so funny.”

Ghina just grunted softly while looking at Fatih in annoyance, while the man just grinned.

The next day, like nothing happened yesterday. In fact, due to the events of one day ago, his status has now changed to a wife. Ghina patted her own face.

"Are you really a wife?" tanyakanya.

"Train my husband?"

Ghina shook her head quickly. Although last night she actually still can not sleep because imagine tomorrow will meet her husband. Fortunately, there was no incoming message from Fatih so nothing increasingly disturbed his sleep.

"Is breakfast Na?" ask the mother when she sees her son is just dumb.

"Udah Ma'am."

Ghina had only eaten breakfast by herself. His mother early in the morning after preparing breakfast, must have been directly fixed on the sewing machine if not sip tea in the living room. Meanwhile, Imran, has returned to Mess company where he worked from yesterday.

"Allamualaikum!"

"Wa'laikumussalam."

Hearing a familiar voice, Ghina ran, then peeked out from behind the curtains. There, there was Fatih standing on the terrace with occasional glances at her watch.

Although Fatih is a naughty child daj several times called to BK, but in terms of dress and appearance from foot to head is neat.

Only occasionally seen his uniform out while in class. But after he came home, he tidied up again.

"That's Fatih Nak, pick you up like it is" said the mother.

"Maybe, let's not be met. Mother continued to sew," forbid Ghina when her mother will move.

"Why did you come here?" ghina asked as she folded her hands in front of her chest.

"Still it too. Take the wife," Fatih replied lightly. "Come on, you want to be late again?" ask Fatih.

"I'm with angkot. Sana, you go first. I don't want to go to another student."

"I guarantee you won't be caught."

Ghina's eyes are squeaking. "We're as dirty as the two to school, if anyone squirms we must accuse of dating. That there's broken my good name again."

"Not believe it?" challenge Fatih. "Later to prove it, sneak."

Fatih turned on his motorbike, then gave Ghina a code to ride.

"I'm really scared of Fath if anyone squirms at us."

"Quiet, there will be no confusion. Seriously."

"Review, if there's a-"

"Yes, we'll see."

Fatih vehicles are traveling at medium speed. Occasionally Fatih sang a song that can still be heard by Ghina.

"Aren't you holding on? it'll fall." Fatih.

Ghina pinched Fatih's waist.

"Aw! hey, you want us both dead huh?!" annoyed Fatih.

"Don't talk weird that's why."

"Antadzah."

"Fath, that's SMK's son," Ghina pointed to a group of male students on the side of the road.

"Just be calm, just slow down the bike," said Fatih lightly.

"Well, if we get late for Fath."

"No, it's still morning. More mending, than you ride an angkot."

Fatih stopped the bike. He waited for Ghina to get out of his vehicle.

"Down!"

"Cock in here? 'the SMK is still there."

"He does not want to be confused. Come down here."

"Huh? how could you be Fath" grumbled Ghina who kept walking.

"Hehe sory nina bobo. Happy exercising." Fatih smiled mischievously.

Fatih revives the bike and takes it for granted. However, he turned his vehicle back.

Ghina who saw Fatih turned around, smiled slightly. Perhaps the man felt unbearable.

"Ahead there is Ilham, yet again filled with gasoline. Try not to look at him," said Fatih while looking at Ghina seriously.

"Ck, anyways if he nawarin boncengin. I won't" said Ghina.

"The wife of righteousness" praised Fatih and passed away.

Arriving in class, Ghina was already presented with an interrogating gaze by Renata.

"I hold you accountable" Renata said, sounding intimidating.

Ghina breathed a heavy sigh.

"Later, we'll have a ceremony."

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