Cross Wedding
Cottage 1
"Axa...how? " couldn't anyone ga circulate near me. especially after sofi lhat from ilfiil Tk level now ilfiilku already until the level of gods.
"What?" I answered lazily, I really wasn't ready with Pram.
"Stop axa learn to accept me, do not always ketus so, I'm your future husband" what....I'm not wrong with horr ya Pram talk rich so... prospective husband since when? I have to talk to him I can't be with him. Saddam's business let it be a business later, after all he's a child, children forget easily.
"Stop pram...stop"Pram reflex stepped on his avanza brake, was my voice too loud huh? bodo is very
"You want to talk about this now? okay, let's talk for a second, I'm calling for amah"
"what..who .. "my lips are stopped with their index finger.
"bik..jaga Saddam yes I go home late at night, jagan let anyone take saddam..understand bik.ok nice"
Saddam.saddam my son you held Pram hostage. I brushed Pram's finger. Pram just laughed feeling won him.
"Rudi.lembur yes, take care of the house no one takes saddam.you know what to do.Baguus.I want to kidnap his mother first"
is that so crazy Pram? what is saddam's fault? he's my little boy, the one who gives me a breath of spirit. Oh God take care of Saddam for me. I don't want Tina to berate me later.
"Down" an order of the area of Mount Sindur Bogor gapura in front of it that I had read. the day before the magrib.
Pram violently pulled me out of the car. My heart beat rhythmically can only berkbir in the heart, Pras who is rude now Pram was not much different.
A small cottage on the edge of the rice field.looks simple it turns out a pretty cottage, front of the cottage lined with mini pine trees neatly arranged, in the corner there is my favorite flower, I remember, gemricik hadeeh fish pond is very beautiful, my dream home but unfortunately who has a home is not the man of my dreams.
pram's hands look shaky insert the key into the keyhole, his left hand more tightly hold my arm.pity ..sweat paled very cold if the wrong person must be g calm. I take a deep breath, pity, I tried to help Pram unlock not because I agreed yes in Pram's kidnap but adzan magrib had been reverberating dayu dayu diayu on the horizon.
"Give me that open" I asked Pram. Pram's face really geeky want to laugh if not in this condition.
"see,...dampangkan!! fill your brain with positive things Pramudia Utomo" I pushed the door of the cottage.temaram Pram tried to find the switch on the wall. instantly the room became bright hmmm warm. Oh yes I have to pray. I circulate my view there are 2 living room and dining room rooms only in the rattan room divider, minimalist kitchen. framed wide windows. room yes I'm going to room I have to pray…
"Heiii...comfortable...like?? it'll be yours and Saddam marry me axa" his breath hunts in my ear warm with ambition.Is it worth it in your eyes, Pram? then how about with my heart, pray.shalat.shalat. I leave Pram who is still hunting...Pram wants to grab me back.Slowly I've been lost behind the room.Simple room maybe this is a children's room.
Wudhu makes me feel better. takbir 3 rakaat. salat my way of communicating with the Supreme Being.My place pours out all the contents in my heart and brain, the safest place in the world without me having to be afraid of being told back my curses to others.
" Yes Rob Dzat the Great.Help me O Allah help me finish all this...show me what I should do.do I have to be with him?" my prayer in the last bow of Maghrib prayer.
I believe .. I am sure.iam belived..the prayer at the last prostration of every worship will be in ijabah.so.I never pass this moment…
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It has been almost an hour I paced back and forth in this room with a mind playing in my brain, outside it seemed to be quiet…and unfortunately there is no drinking water in this room. Do I have to die of thirst? hadeeeh foolish action, distancing himself from Pram at this time is the best.but the thirst in my throat is how?
Bismilbornrahmanirrahim.I dare myself step out..alhamdulillah sepertinya Pram is in the next room.I stepped almost like a thief because I do not want Pram know I went out of the room, I went out, if possible I also want to all run away from this place, outside ma how will it be, Pram is so scary at this time. I shuddered to myself imagining what would happen to me if I stayed too long in this cabin.
Alhamdulillah..lost my thirst. now I have to think how to escape, in the key no huh? hopefully not in the key, suddenly the sturdy arm was coiled around my waist his head was already leaning on my shoulder. astagfirullah ..siali I was late. My heart began to be upset again. how did Pram know I was out of the room?
"Pram .. release, we can't be like this, we're not muhrim, let go of Pram please, don't be stupid Pram, let go" I started to thrash as hard as I could, I know my moonshine was just a waste of energy, and it ended in vain, Pram turned my body now we face each other I look at the black eyes full of ambition, I showed him I was not afraid, after all I was 3 years older than him, I showed him that I challenged him.actually my guts are not that big if my clothes are transparat and can penetrate the heart must look how my heart beats with a fast, irregular full of anger. my heart is no less afraid to ask God to keep me free from Pram
"Why do you always fear me axa.did you not know I'm good enough in the gilai women, even they are willing to sleep with me, hayap axa do not be afraid, at this time I will not eat you" what…sleeping with a woman.ingtanku back a few hours ago will my meeting with Sofi.this is a hint from Allah Sofi does not lie, Pram's own mouth indirectly justifies Sofi's story…O Allah, I will be made into a pram toy
"I'm not them, I don't care about your behavior, just your sympathy, everything You doit I don't care, I want to go home now and I'm not your crazy woman. "
"Don't ever reject me axa.I've never been rejected" Pram's voice began to rise.
"I'm not your prisoner, so don't mess with me Pram, have mercy on me Pram, don't be like this, there's Saddam who needs me." I soften my voice Pram can not be about the hard way.I try gently......
