"You mean?" Mom glared at me.
"I just want to marry religiously with him mom, not to marry him legaly," I said seriously.
Mom was silent and looked thoughtful. Her eyes were sharp at me who was sitting opposite him.
"Why marry Religiously? Are you still expecting that woman again?" the mother teased.
"Mom, love Reza so much. Until whenever I will wait for Reza until she wants to be my wife, Mom." my story sounds sad and hopeful that mom will understand my feelings.
Mom snorted softly. The woman kept squeezing her fingers as she thought. Her eyes didn't stop watching my bowed listlessly.
"Then what if Reza is not also appointed as a civil servant as she wished?" Mom's tone sounded so cold, maybe in fact she was anxious to be angry with me. However, because I am the mother's only child. She seemed to have no heart to do so.
"If for five years Reza has not been appointed as a civil servant, Bagas is willing and will leave him. Then marry the mother's chosen girl legaly," I replied dubiously.
It was so heavy to get those sentences out, with bad shadows filling my mind. What if indeed Reza will fail to become a civil servant. Then I will completely lose that spoiled girl and have to officially marry the girl of the mother's choice.
"Well, mom agreed. Mom hold your talk!" she replied as she got up from her seat.
"But, mom!" I said stopping mom's footsteps. The woman quickly turned to look at me.
"But if before five years Reza has officially become a civil servant, the girl of mother's choice should be ready if my second wife ." I took the liberty of looking at the face' mother. The woman wrinkled her forehead as she looked flatly at me.
"We'll see later Bagas," mom retorted as if she was threatening me, then passed leaving me.
I snorted heavily, it felt like I was doing a hearing with a judge only. So nerve-wracking.
I squeezed my two hands that were fighting each other. My heart kept praying, that Reza would soon be appointed to be a civil servant. While Reza's dream house, hopefully I can make it happen soon.
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Since just now, the phone in the trouser pocket has kept vibrating. Deliberately I haven't seen who is calling, because I am still very busy once patrolling the forest of my territory. The trees in this forest are almost gone because of illegal felling.
I stopped my dirt bike under a large teak tree. Not bad, I can take shelter for a while to answer incoming calls on my mobile phone.
Grab a smart object that has stopped shaking. Then gently swipe on the screen.
[5 missed calls, mom] wrote on my phone screen.
I frowned, it's not usual for mom to call me this much.
I called back my mother's number, making sure that she was doing well.
Tut! Tut! Tut!
The sound of mom's continued tone.
"Hello, asalamualaikum, Bagas," said the mother behind the phone in a weak voice.
"Wa alaikum salam,Mom called me?"
"Yes Bagas,Are you busy?"
'Ah, mom if I call it means I'm not busy,' I said to myself.
"No, mom!" I said shortly.
"The day after tomorrow, will you be able to go home?"
'The day after tomorrow, instead of the day after tomorrow it's only Thursday,' I thought.
"What's the matter, mom? Isn't it the day after tomorrow just thursday?" I teased.
"Yes, mom knows Bagas, only on Thursday, we will go to your future wife's house. When did you not come?" Mom started to raise her tone.
What?
My body felt limp, it was true that mom was really going to match me with the girl of her choice. I think mom won't agree' to all my terms. It turned out to be the opposite.
"Bagas,why Shut Up?" said Mom making me realize.
"Yes, mom! Bagas is still here," I said lazily.
"Yes, how can you go home, right?" urged mom.
"yes mom, I'll try to get home," I stammered.
"Don't work on it, but you have to. Mom has already made an appointment with Uncle, your future wife. If you don't come, you can be ashamed of mom," mom said.
After this the mother's voice alternates with the characteristic sound of the already closed call.
Tut! Tut! Tut!
'Momy, momy, again you won't listen to my words.' My rutuk returned my phone into my pants pocket with a stifle of annoyance.
I dropped my face on the steering wheel of the dirt bike, my brain couldn't think anymore. I really feel stressed out with my mom's silly ideas. Maybe after this there will be a heart that must be tormented because it has to marry someone who does not love him at all, that is, my future wife.
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Reza ran over to me on the bench of the square. Her face looked happy, it seemed that there was something that was making him happy.
The girl walked over with her black hair fluttering from the blowing of the wind. Her thin lips smiled sweetly until they revealed her teeth.
'Ah,Reza I'm in love with you,' I whispered to myself, I deliberately didn't reveal it, afraid that if Reza was a big head and would be as she pleased.
Reza dropped her buttocks sitting next to me. Her eyes looked somber at me with a smile.
"Is there anything that is making you happy? Come on, tell me?" I asked in astonishment at Reza's behavior.
"Of course, there is happy news for us!" she said excitedly.
"What's wrong, baby?" I said no less enthusiastically. Curious about what already made Reza's heart look flowery.
"At the end of this year, the CPNS test will be reopened and I can't wait to be appointed as a civil servant soon. After that we have to get married soon, okay!"
"Am I dreaming, God?" I said to myself. "Why not just now we get married, Reza. Suppose you know, because of your ambition, I am forced to betray our love.'
"Baby, why are you daydreaming?" Reza patted me on the shoulder.
"Sorry!" I said.
'For a long time all this can make me go crazy," I said as I massaged my forehead which didn't feel dizzy.
"You like it, right baby?" asked Reza full of twinkles.
"Yes, of course. I'm really happy. I pray you can be appointed as a civil servant as soon as possible," I said stopping my massage. Replaced with the happy fake smile that I showed Reza.
"Oh yes, baby, don't you forget too, okay?"
"Forgot what baby?" I stared curiously.
"The house for where we live after marriage later!" said Reza spoiled.
I took a deep breath, my chest felt more and more tight. If you weren't as beautiful as an angel, I wouldn't want to obey that will of yours, Reza.
"Baby, why diem? You don't want to marry me?" said Reza looking up his face looking at me full of threats.
"Uh, of course we are going to get married baby. I'll buy that dream house for you as soon as possible," I replied quickly.
"Thank you baby, I have become more and more in love with you!"
Reza hugged me and then kissed me. I was both surprised and delighted. Oh my god what dream I had last night.
Ah, it feels like I can't wait to marry you soon. Come on baby...
"Bagas, how come you're even daydreaming?" asked Reza making me eroded from my reverie. "Let's go home!"
'Damn, the kiss just now turned out to be just a shadow of me.'
my climactic hair was upset. "Reza, wait for me!" I shouted at Reza who had gone far away leaving me.
Continued....