Wrong: The Brief In The Right Heart
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^^[Tomorrow I will go to your place again. There are many things we need to discuss]^^^

Message sent. The check is two.

You just have to wait for the blue color to envelop the two marks that can be very important under certain circumstances.

Although it is likely that Zaya deliberately turned off the readable sign provided by the most recent messaging application.

But, yes already. That's not a problem.

[Sorry, I can't. I'm not necessarily at home]

Pam knew it was just an excuse. Then he didn't reply. Because it is allowed or not, tomorrow after work he will still go to Zaya's residence.

Maybe this is how it feels to be smitten with someone's wife. Pam agrees that the allure of married women is much more challenging than a girl.

Especially now that the competition is only one. But it managed to make his adrenaline more stimulated.

Beside Pam's residence, where the man witnessed the descent of the sun whose rays were no longer dazzling through the window of the room, exposed the vast rice fields that became the boundary of his yard with a crooked village.

From his place now, he could see the river that became the boundary between his hamlet and the Hamlet of Matamu.

Indeed, the distance between the two hamlets is not so far away, although not as close as his heart to one of the former residents of the hamlet. Just two to three kilometers. Some of the houses in your eyes are visible, though not so obvious.

Pam's line of sight is still ahead, across the street.

It was as if the young man was captivated by the reddish yellow tinge presented by nature that was about to switch from day to night, accompanied by the sound of tonggeret which became background music.

But the young man's mind was not in the right place. His memory was thrown into the past.

Seven years ago....

Anggada Pambuko is still in the eleventh grade.

At that time he was a school in another district and had to be indekos during his secondary education.

The young man came home every two weeks. Enough tempo to bring him to meet Zaya regularly, his underclassman during Elementary School who at that time grew into a teenager who managed to attract attention.

After meeting dozens or even dozens of girls, some of whom he has been dating, the admiration for Zaya should be reduced. In fact, although not too much to say, the girl's eyes have changed her mindset a lot in looking at life, although the existence of the teenage girl is not so prominent for many people.

"Baby, piye? Kowe graduated High School a year. A rabbi pora sneaker?" jamal asked at the time, tempting him to quickly marry as late as High School.

"Ha rabbi karo sopo? Genah I jones ngene, means ra ono sing gelem karo me," said Pam, affirming her status that never had a boyfriend since entering high school, Pam, and automatically have no view of marrying young with whom, because no one wants to be with him.

"Children kades sing ngganteng koyo kowe opo iyo at home njomblo?" jamal asked in doubt, bringing up the state of Pam's beautiful face and status as the son of the leader of his village, which completes the life of his friend.

"I look around at a lot of pretty girls who like to get attention every time you go home. Yes, that Sania. He came with the maximum view, brought snacks, and finally did not watch. And don't forget the Una. He goes to your house a lot, doesn't he? Even your mothers are happy every time they come. Arrived by the pretty sub-district treasurer's son, really."

Pam just smiled thinly. "But don't forget, Una's father is tripping over trouble. District money that wants to be allocated to agricultural groups in the village has been put down."

"That's new he said. If the news is true, it is his father's problem. His son ndhak knows nothing of it."

"But still, Mal, it's unnatural that it affects his son's behavior. Ndhak need to talk about other people. For example, I myself. I never denied that my father's work was deviated, which has a little influence on my mindfulness now.

"I always feel small in front of my father's people who still live a simple life in the midst of the siege of the people and village pamong who prefer to live from unnecessary debt, or behave fraudulently to small people in order to fulfill his own ambitions. People realize it's wrong, but assume it's right when many do something similar."

"But that's just a reason."

"Yes, and I just need to be grateful and enjoy what I have right now. After all, everyone's as lucky as I am."

"Then, what's the problem?"

"I just don't want my children to be the same as me who has a father of dishonesty, then my son will become apathetic to the rights of others. Whether I admit it or not, I'll be an idol to my own son."

"Your son?" Both of Jamal's eyes narrowed. "You've thought that far?"

"Yes. Aren't you talking about marriage? Well, one of the purposes of marriage is to have children."

"Married, Pam, married," Jamal quickly replies, which Pam immediately responds with a whimper. "Not yet you have been married, already understand that marriage is to have all children. It's amazing my handsome kades boy."

The Arsenal shirt boy giggled. "Lho is natural, right? Want me to be a kid or not, it's the same. I'm 17 years old, a year away from graduating high school, which you said was suitable to be a bride. It doesn't seem strange that I know such things."

"Rubber. But you don't misunderstand me, Mal. I just know, it's not time for direct practice. After all, I am still a boy, it is not time to make a boy. I haven't had much of this. Haha."

"Haha, yes, too, yes. You alone if Arsenal lose still likes to be angry ndhak clear, time want to be an idol child?"

"That's what you know."

"But still, marriage is to be hastened. The Prophet himself advocated. So in our village there are many who obey the sunah of the Apostle." Again Jamal was not satisfied to tease his best friend. Took-sook carrying the Messenger of Allah as a weapon.

"Yes, for those who can. But that doesn't mean hurry" Pam said, checkmate.

Getting married young is nothing new to Pam. The legal title after getting a high school diploma even Junior High School, became a tradition that is difficult to be denied by a young man his age.

But he still had a very loose time. He was only seventeen years old, and his ID card had not even been. While the age of the girl he wants to marry is still fourteen years, or even not even that much.

This could be a reason for him to wait for Zaya to mature before being picked.

At least four or five years after he worked and could support his small family with his own hard work.

Because it does not feel funny if he is still troublesome parents, as a result of his rash attitude to get married at a too young age.

"In fact," continued Pam inwardly, "I've been caught in a stupid and ridiculous manner ever since in my mind. I who is still a child's soul turned out to like and covet Zaya who is still a child as well. While I had to face a choice: marry young or let Zaya marry someone else. Because I can't guarantee that in another year he'll still be going to school, and he'll be asked by men automatically."

He did not forget that this is Karang Kidul Village. There are so many men and women who have matured before their time.

Even based on the results of the theft heard when Mr. Carik submitted a marriage data report to his father, one of the hamlets that entered the Karang Kidul area, Hamlet Matamu, became the largest contributor to early marriage cases.

Although the bride has just experienced her first or new menstruation wearing a button shortly before sitting in front of the ruler, not a complicated problem that can not be overcome.

That means, Zaya can already be made a wife. At any rate and whoever the bridegroom is.

Pam shook her head in a frenzy, but she had no power to change the old tradition. Unlike the case with the father, who has the authority to make firm rules but opinion that it is better to marry young than fornicate.

In fact, many underage women are married by accident.

Well, while he himself considers that marriage in childhood is not like rape. And if it happens to him and Zaya, he said, the illegal practice is done by a fellow boy who is still snot.

So, how can two children who are still both childlike like him and Zaya be able to immediately take on the role of an adult?

Have a child when still a child, under the pretext of being able to see his child grow up in a state still fresh fit?

Anyway, the logic still agrees that such marriages are unnatural. After all, he wants to reduce the old culture that has confined his own village.

And for Zaya, he hopes that the girl is not affected by the customs in the village that could ruin her future. Hope so.

If so, in a few more years he was willing to come to the woman's house to propose, making Zaya his wife.

"You keep smiling, what's up?" ask Jamal. His forehead was wrinkled in wonder.

"Why, really?" Instead of answering, Pam asked back.

"If I look around the hell you're like someone in love."

"Sokot know." Pam smiled again.

Pam's eyes narrowed, seeking the truth of her conjecture. "If it wasn't for Sania, Una, and the girls who used to visit your house, then for who?"

Pam was just clamoring indistinctly, remembering something. "What time is it?"

Although confused over the topic transfer just now, Jamal still check his watch. "Four more than twenty."

"Come, I'll show you."

"What?" Jamal increasingly did not understand the meaning of his best friend who had first stepped outside. "You haven't answered my question!"

"Come, that's why."

"Well, where to?" inner Jamal.

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