
“I received marriage and marriage Wan Aina Sadiqah bint Hartono Sudarjo. With the mascawin cash..”.
Of course this is not the first time the man with the thin brew said qabul. Five years ago, Ali had tied a sacred promise with Meisya.
So what happened this second?
Why did he return to make a sacred promise with another woman?
Did you know that a woman sits behind her. Who covered part of his face with a black cloth, lowered his head.
When you see this wedding?
Everyone who attended the wedding that afternoon. Kompak menjabi. “SAH ...”
The man was bowed in, his ears seemed to be dead-end until he did not hear the word “SAH!”
Maybe some witnesses. I assume he is an unfaithful man. All of this is reinforced by this second marriage.
Did this marriage happen. Of will?
...***
...
A month ago it was exactly a break. The door to his study, opened by someone.
“Dad!” her husband was aghast, when he found out his father was coming.
“Can your facial expression be ordinary? You look like you just saw a demon,” the middle-aged sergeant he called with a father's greeting.
The middle-aged footsteps approached. With a slightly bent back, Brahmanta. Sit in a chair without asking for the owner's approval.
“Li, everything is clear. If your wife cannot be expected ..to give you offspring!”
Hearing that, Ali clenched his hands, his jaw hardened, holding back emotions.
He who is aware of his anger, decided not to get carried away.
He tries to think rationally.
And judging, was it natural for his father to say Meisya's flaws before him?
Technical S-T-A-R (Stop, think & assessment, respond). This can make him hold back his emotions.
“So Dad wants to, you remarry!” brahmanta, without expression. While leaning his back.
His father's request that time, making him unable to control emotions, which had been extinguished. He got up from his seat, with a hunting breath. Brave, to reject her father's crazy request.
Unfortunately, his father did not want to hear rejection from him.
The middle-aged man stood up while pounding on the table. And said, “Can't, you should be able to..”.
Ali gasped in disbelief.
Five years ago her marriage to Meisya happened because of her father.
It only took them a month to get to know each other, and they finally agreed to get married.
“Think, future! If there is no successor from you, then who will continue your grandfather's company!” brahmanta said, the tone is a little bit raucous.
It seems like the population of the Ali family can only hatch once.
His father was an only child, and so was he.
“Future?” Frowning, chuckling at the words of his father.
“Dad, why should we be anxious about something that has not happened yet? Aren't the next five minutes, we don't know what's going to happen? Neither to us, nor to our company. Wealth, popularity, one's judgment of us, it's not in our control,” he said with a clenched hand, staring at Brahmanta full of disappointment.
“Already Li, you do not have to lecture me, at length, what the hell is it difficult to follow my orders?” said Brahmanta tidied his coat rough. When he found his son preaching, for free.
Ali breathed out, sat back in the chair.
Ali's lips twitched, as if she wanted to say something. But before that happens.
Her father first voiced,“Li .. If your wife is the reason, you do not accept my request. You're wrong, I know..”.
”After Meisya check the contents, and declared unable to get pregnant. He has allowed you to remarry. Isn't that better. Than you cheated, behind her!” brahmanta said, turning his lips up.
What Ali did not know. His memory has returned, at one time. Where his wife says, ready to be pitted. Just as he and his wife had just returned home from the hospital, to take a tubogram.
Ali pensive. Thinking something. It made his interlocutor make a sound.
“You don't need to know how Dad knows, about it all ..You just follow my request, and look at the girl in this photo! He fits you..”.
The man gawked, as his father took out a photo from his suit pocket, to show him.
His father looked more like a muncikari. Who offers trading.
Damnit damnit!
Wanting to curse yet the middle-aged who sat in front of him, his own biological father.
“As if you don't need a saintly pretender, and like a man who doesn't have a naf su! Look, she's young, she's beautiful, you must be happy to have her. Just imagine that..”.
His hands clenched back, his anger as if it had risen to the crown.
Brahmanta rant that time, like lowering his pride.
“Then Dad alone, isn't that what Dad did when Mom, still there? Marry a young girl, who is Daddy's wife now!” his insinuation with teeth grinding withstood the explosion in the chest.
Talcs! The man grimaced as the highlighter pen flew, hitting his temple.
“Bigger! How dare you talk to your father like that!”
...***
...
Ali turned his head as his shoulders were being stroked by one from behind. His gaze locked. Both of his hands were airborne, wanting to hug Meisya.
But before that happens, the woman first voiced, “Bib, give me your hand, Wan Aina wants to kiss her!”
Meisya's speech made her aware, if it started that second. He is not only the husband of Meisya. Except the husband of two women. That means he should be able to put himself, with his fair share.
The girl he had just married, kissed his hand with great respect. Seeing this, his heart was scratched.
Somehow is Meisya feeling now?
Unbeknownst to him, at the same time he and his first wife shed tears.
Will his life be happy?
Living this abnormal life?
Or could this be the beginning of the destruction?
Or is this the way for them to find something valuable?
TBC....
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