When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
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Roman-religious novels.

Towards Jannah with You

“You don't want our kaya’, Sha?”

The girl who was still chewing the fries, stopped the mouth activities. He immediately turned his head, staring with a frown, confused.

“What driver?” The girl asked back, without freeing the wrinkles on the forehead as white as marble.

“Nikah,” says his friend. The girl laughed out loud.

The five women who were busy holding each other's children, looked at the confused friend who was laughing out loud. While being stared at, immediately stopped his laughter.

“OK, okay, sorry,” said Esha while clenching both hands.

Eshal Mumtaza Syarifah, a girl known for her beauty and depravity. The girl of Javanese-Arab descent, immediately grabbed a glass containing her juice, sipped slowly before speaking again.

“’Kan, I told you. If I still want to be free,” said Esha.

“Free you scare, Sha. Masa, yes, in two months can break up three guys at once,” chapped one of the five friends Esha.

“The name is also bored, Nin. Relax, I am looking for a new one.” Esha laughed again, but this time it was a small laugh.

Esha had never thought of getting married, all this time she was busy changing girlfriends. According to Esha, marriage is something that will break the desire to be free. Because, later she will be busy with taking care of her husband and home, it's all very not Esha wants. Really am.

Dating three guys at once, Esha often does every month. He who really likes a handsome guy, always accepts every guy who comes to express love to him. Noted, just a handsome guy! Moreover, Esha would definitely always ignore.

“You're not envious, see we're carrying a baby?” The woman with the Lilac hijab, who was sitting in the corner, threw a question at Esha.

“Arinda, my love my dear. Already, yes, you are not sick of what, ask it continue?”

“I just want you to stop messing around, Sha. You are twenty-four years old, it is very fitting to get married and become a wife,” explained Arinda. While Esha's other friends, chose silence. It was not because of what, they were already very sick of hearing Esha's repeated answers.

Esha only responded with a small nod, then she picked up the phone in a bag that was already ringing. Surely Esha lazily picked up the phone from the mama, who apparently asked him to go home.

“I'm back first. Relax, all the food I have paid for,” said Esha as she passed from there.

**

When Esha had just entered the house, she was already greeted with both parents who were looking at her like they wanted to interrogate. Quickly Esha put on a fluffy smile, then walked up to the two middle-aged people.

“Why did Mamah tell Esha to go home fast?” esha asked as she dropped her ass beside the mama.

“From you wandering outside, mending sitting at home,” sahut mamah firmly.

“Mana tasty, Mah.”

“Esha, think with yourself. Remember, son, your age deserves to be married. When are you going to introduce your candidate?”

Papah who always blurted, now issued all the burden that hit the chest. He also wants the best for the princess, but it seems different from Esha, the girl is ordinary.

“Esha, ‘kan, already said, Pah. If Esha does not want to marry,” replied Esha.

“Until when?” The papah already looks so resigned.

“Not yet know.”

Esha's reply made both of her parents exhale extremely harshly. The suspect smiled only. Although Esha was so tired of hearing complaints from parents, as well as friends, she should be able to give them an excuse. That he did not want to get married, his life was still too precious to enjoy the time.

“Then, later tonight join Mamah to the mosque. We both participated in the study,” broke up. Esha nodded obediently. Just a study, right? It doesn't matter to him.

 2. Romance novels.

Married young? Matchmade? Ah, it's not that it's too Siti Nurbaya's time. Oza is not out of thought with both parents, with as good as possible to match him with their friend's child.

Oza kicked the table, leaving both of his parents shocked. Stupid very if he is said to be disrespectful, because Oza is very upset. She was tired of just returning from helping out at grandma's house, but mamah and papah unfeelingly said she would get married one more month.

Imagine that! Without her confirmation, and without her knowledge they want to marry.

“I don't want to! Anyway I don't want to get married, Mah, Pah!” yelled Oza full of anger.

“You can't refuse, Oza. All have been discussed, and they also have agreed,” said papah.

“Fuck with them. The point is I don't want to get married! Point.”

“Can't you ever obey Mamah and Papah? You have always denied us!” snapped momah.

Oza growled, trying to hold back the already explosive anger in his chest.

“I will never want to get married because of business! If you agree, then you're the only one getting married. No need to drag me!”

“Oza!”

He did not care about the papah's clasping, choosing to continue to step up the stairs to his room. Oza is tired of being set-up, he wants to be free and find his own life partner.

All this time she was not a submissive girl, always defying the orders of her parents because she did not like it. They kept forcing Oza to be this and that kind of girl, without thinking of her being happy or not.

“Sial!” oza Ogat.

**

“Quick finish your breakfast. Soldiers are waiting,” mama's orders.

Oza stopped eating, staring at the mama's bewildered.

“Askar? Who's Soldier?”

“Prospective of your husband.”

Mamah's answer made Oza's appetite so messy. Roughly the girl put down the spoon, grabbed her bag and left the dining room.

“You leave with Soldiers! Never refuse!” yell mamah. Oza was getting angry.

It turns out that mamah and papah still defend their decision to match Oza. Quickly the girl stepped up, towards the porch of the house. Seen a man was sitting on one of the benches on the terrace, while peeking at the mobile phone that was in the grip.

“Go lo!” oza, make the master immediately take his eyes off his phone.

The man smiled, making Oza even more fed up.

“You're done with breakfast? Let me take you to campus.”

“Heh! I said go ya go! Even nawari a ride. Sorry, yes, I ogah go same geeky guy, kaya’, lo,” caci Oza.

The appearance of this man named Soldier, was indeed impressed geeky. Because, Soldier uses glasses and styling his hair very exactly like a geeky man.

“But I have to carry you,” said Askar.

“Crazy lo, yes. How dare you want to nganterin me,” furious Oza.

“Sorry Oza, I have to—“

“Oath! The first time I saw your face was made me hate, let alone have to marry you. Anyway, can-can my parents mate same geeky guy, kaya’, lo this,” cut Oza full of meaning.

Soldiers simply took a rough breath, reluctant to chimed in all of Oza's scornful remarks. He chose to put the phone in his pants pocket, then pulled Oza's hand to follow him.

“Job! Release my hand!” Oza Beaver.

Soldiers did not care, forcing the girl into his car. Then he turned around the car to get behind the wheel.

“Lo budek, huh? Quickly open the door, asshole! I want to buy one car with you!” Oza kept beating the arm of the Soldier.

“Silent or we are in an accident,” threatens Soldier.

The man was driving his car at high speed, making Oza inevitably stop his blinding blow to the Soldiers. He did not want to die yet, yet felt a legacy from his parents.

“If silent, right, beautiful,” praise Soldier.

“Culun quiet! Focus on driving!” snapped Oza.

This is the terapes day for Oza, to be ushered in by a geeky man who will be her future husband. Just imagine it, he is already ogah, let alone have to live it. Ah, Oza should talk again to his parents, if necessary he threatens mamah and papah.

Arriving at the campus, Oza immediately went down without saying thank you to Soldier. The man understood, rubbed his chest while saying patiently.

“Luckily I love. Despite jutek, you remain beautiful.”

Soldiers driving their cars leave the Oza campus. The man will go to the office, the secretary keeps sending messages. Because the meeting with the client is about to begin.

**

“What? Lo matchmade? Just be right!” peekik haired girl shoulder.

“Husst... can not speak slowly. Lo make me more dizzy,” decak Oza.

“But, Za. This is not the time of Siti Nurbaya anymore. Time yes parents you use match-making all.”

“That's it, Fa. I'm so happy with Mamah Papah. Never understood me one bit.” Oza breathed a rough sigh.

Meatballs, which became his favorite food, now feels bland because the fate of his life is very sad. Oza sipped the syrup ice in annoyance, then put the glass back on the table.

“But if the candidate is handsome plus rich, in my opinion there is no harm also you accept,” said Zefa—friend Oza.

“Well, that's the problem, Fa. That dude's geeky. Kan, not really.”

At once Zepha's laughter sounded loud and deafening Oza. The girl immediately stuffed Zefa's mouth with fried tofu.

“Just help me make this matchmaking void!”

“Sorry, Yes. If you've already decided to nyokap lo, I raise my hand.”

Ah, free Oza tells Zefa. In the end the girl could not help, even more making him more dizzy and upset.

**

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