Young Wife For My Husband
Chapter 24 The Decree of Syria
Is there a love now for Syria in Solehudin? Especially after receiving the sweet treatment of the Husband who at all times made him agape to speechless.
Like today.
They returned to the village of Juriah's parents by motorcycle.
The usual one-hour trip was more of an amazing dating experience for the Syrian.
Juria's lifetime has never clashed with any man other than her Abinya. Especially after the events of her who had been tampered with in the past.
Syria is now feeling another sensation for the first time.
Like a young girl who had just come to know true love, Juria was so happy to accept the treatment of Solehudin to her.
Juriah who likes to imagine the nature of gentle men if one day he had a partner when watching soap operas or drakor, now really come true. And Soleh is the actor who gives sweet happiness through behavior.
Like when the feet of Juria hit the rock and it almost toppled over, Soleh immediately jumped quickly until the plastic grocer brought by Soleh fell scattered on the parking lot to help.
"Your feet ain't bloody khan?" asked Soleh with a soft vibrating voice passing through the eardrum of Juriah like a soothing classical music.
Juriah shakes. Between shame and pleasure, he just looked down to see Soleh who was crouching rubbing the tip of his foot that was very painful.
"Alhamdulillah, ga bloody. But it must hurt, huh? Can I take you to the motor?"
"Don't Mas, don't! Shame to see people!" Sontak Juria chuckled softly while shaking her head.
"Why should I be ashamed? We are husband and wife. Can be shown a photo of his wedding book. Besides, I carried my wife because her leg was in pain tripping over that tree root!" she said like a child defending himself.
Jyria again laughed a little. Her husband looks so cute when she is 35 years old.
He forgot his prestige and immediately pulled the hand of Soleh to immediately continue his steps because several pairs of souvenir shop visitors around looked at them with a thin smile.
"I brought you a copy of our marriage book! This is really, this is..."
"Mas, hehehe.it's our groceries falling!"
Juria immediately took the paper bag and also the plastic crackle that had been bounced because Soleh prefers to jump to help him not to fall onto the sidewalk.
"Oh yes, hehehe.." answered Soleh.
Now they are busy re-inserting the groceries that have just been scattered.
"Thank you, my! You.., the best husband,"
"World?" whispered Soleh teasing Juriah.
"So Udin dong is called 'Sedunia'?" timpal Juriah, began to dare to tease Soleh.
Spontaneous Soleh laughed off. His young wife can also joke.
"Darling.., you're so pretty when you joke around a lot! Moreover, that laugh of yours truly shouts the world!" whispered Soleh again with his dime.
Puk.
Juria blushed while patting softly on Soleh's shoulder which immediately shook to the heart.
I just want to cheer up Mas Soleh's heart! Little muttered happy Juria's heart.
Well, he already dared to pat my shoulder. Does this mean a code, if he can open his heart to accept me to enter into the soul of his body?
Sally also wondered in her heart. Hoping that Juriah can accept himself fully as a husband who must provide for the inner also in addition to being born.
They continue the journey.
Juriah felt the scenery along the way was much more beautiful than usual. Though he often went back and forth on the motorbike to the next village for other business.
But right now, sitting behind her own husband. Juria is like a dream.
Finally, he admitted himself who is now a wife.
"Well the newlyweds just got home! Truly romantic, motorbike together and embrace the waist of the husband!" tease some of his neighbors who saw Jyria when passing the road ahead of their house.
Instantly the pride of Juriah grew bigger and more real.
Yes dong. Now I'm married. I have a husband and no one else can say anything bad to me or my family.
Juria put on a smile. Only the twinkle of her eyes seemed beautifully sparkling. The sign of his heart is really happy.
"Devicious, it must be a contract marriage! Convinced I was her husband for just a moment. After a few years, it could even be a matter of months, Jyria must have been abandoned. After all, the man's first wife was no less beautiful than Juju!"
Deg.
Stunned by the heart of Juriah sayup-sayup still hear the spicy chatter of the mouths of his neighbors who are julid.
Hhh... Mother-mother gossip mouth. Usually just gossip about the disgrace of people, but forget the disgrace of family and yourself. Be careful talking, Mom! Can turn around that accusation to your own son and daughter-in-law.
Juria breathed. His gaze looked forward, the front road of the house was already visible. He no longer wants to look back. Waving her hair loose. The Syrian just wants to be happy.
It's nothing, Juriah who is hurt, body soul for being a victim of the savagery of a man, proposed by neighbors around without thinking about the situation and feelings of Juriah who is actually being unstable.
There were many men whom He rejected in his own territory.
That is because Juria is very afraid that her life will be further destroyed if the marriage is done in order to cover up disgrace, not on the basis of affection and sincere love.
Juriah was afraid, her marriage was corn-time, while they were neighbors and certainly rumors were burning if the marriage of neighbors did not last long.
The Syrian people do not want that.
He is grateful to have parents like Ojan and Samsiah.
Although his parents are native villagers who also like to tell him to get married immediately and accept any man who comes to propose, but they never act to force the will.
Just looking and trying to introduce. The rest, Juriah himself will make a decision.
That's the greatness of Ojan and Samsiah.
And with Soleh, like it's been divine destiny.
Though Soleh the married man. It is only said that he has not had children despite ten years of household.
His wife was also a proud man according to the story of the parents of Solehudin. They wanted their son to marry again. And Syria is the best choice.
"Assynoltom..."
"Greetings waalaikum!"
The Ojan family's mansion has returned to its original state.
After Juria and Soleh fled to the village of Soleh which was about a hundred kilometers more.
Samsiah was delighted to see the change in the aura of her daughter's face that looked different.
As a mother, Samsiah was able to realize that the marriage of Juriah through matchmaking finally succeeded in making Jyria change.
"You're home yet?" answer with questions.
Juria and Soleh kissed the back of Samsiah's hand while nodding in agreement.
"It's been removed, Mi decoration pelaminan?" tanya Juria after nodding her b+k+ng to the sofa chair.
"From yesterday, Nduk!"
"Where to, Mi?" ask Juria again.
Soleh said nothing. Just sit still with a little misbehavior.
"Tell go outside. Handing out envelopes to relatives who helped us yesterday at your feast."
"Oh so."
"What's your next plan?" ask Samsiah to her son and daughter-in-law.
Soleh also only look at each other not yet know what to answer.
But now the Syrian replied.
"Mi! What if we just stayed in the shop? Yea?"
"Moving in the workshop house in Asamka?"
"Yes. Sekalian Mas Soleh directly nanganin his auto parts store! Juju can open a grocery store next door. So we can work together!"
"It was Abi's idea. How do you think about it yourself?"
"I. It's up to Jyria. How do you want."
"Continue..., where did your first wife live? Want to stay in the capital? Or,..."
"Said Juria, want to be invited to live with Amelia." Dare to start talking.
"What's? Living with my first wife? In Asamka?" samsiah was shocked.
"It looks like the plan is being pending, Mas! Mom and Dad said we can't stay together. Not good and can cause a commotion later. I too.., surely Madam Amel will also be awkward later."
Soleh looked at Juria's face closely.
Didn't he say it himself the other day? Even forcing Amelia to stay with us in her family's workshop?
Juria smiled thinly with her head shaking slowly.
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