Marrying a Girl of Papa's Choice
Part 19's. My degree is an ART class at your house.
The taxi that Andini was riding was passing in front of the souvernir and jewelry shop.
Coincidentally Andini was looking towards the store, accidentally blind with black iris color was capturing the image of the husband with a beautiful woman inside, the woman continued to wrestle spoiled in his arms. They look very happy like a husband and wife.
"Sir, can we just stop for a second?" Ask Andini.
"Oh can, Non" said the spirit driver as he pulled over his cab right in front of the entrance of the jewelry store.
"Makasi sir," Andini opened the door hook, but closed it again.
Andini took a quick look, immediately turning her face the other way. Andini was so sad to see all that. But he regained his self-consciousness, Arsena never considered him a wife, all this time he was just a cheap woman in front of him, a paid wife, a maid, a nala**. I don't know what he called it.
"Why Non? How not to be? If you want to buy a souvernir or jewelry let me wait here."
"No, sir, we're going again."
"Because ... Non, just asked to stop, it's okay really, Mas Miko also gave me twice the fee earlier," said the taxi driver honestly.
"Well, that's it, Non." The taxi driver turned the engine back on, and turned the steering wheel down an afternoon road that began to be crowded with private vehicles and motorcycles.
Andini leaned her head, she thought about what kind of household she was living in right now.
Andini, you don't fall in love with that man, you'll only get hurt. He clearly never saw you as a human being. You see for yourself how they feel. Even the store employees were so adoring, taking pictures of them to be immortalized.
"Non, is the house still far away?" Ask the taxi driver again.
"Oh, what's wrong, sir?" Ask Andini stammered.
"Non's house, is it far away ?" The taxi driver repeated his words again.
"Stop! Stop ! Stopit! The house I live in has passed, we return again, sir, God think what the hell I am," said Andini while shaking the seat back occupied by the driver.
The driver patted his seat. "Non's sick again, huh? Get home straight away for a break, Non." The advice of the driver is more appropriate to be called a complaint.
"Yes sir, sorry to bother you," said Andini regretting his stupidity. After asking to stop for no reason, now even kebablasan.
"Sir we stopped at the yellow fence house yes!"
Andini pointed to the magnificent house like a palace. Only Arsena's house stands out in the alley.
"Oh that's his house, Non. That's great." The driver looked around the yard in amazement.
"Not ... My husband's house, sir."
"Oh Non, same time."
After talking a little, Andini begged for a farewell to enter and the taxi driver also immediately continued the journey.
Arriving at Andini's house did not immediately change clothes, he laid his body on his worn mattress.
She recalled her husband being with another girl. The shadow just kept on passing through his brain. He kept thinking about Arsena.
If he were next to her, he would be the happiest man in the world. The marriage that was done a few days it really made him stupid. She had loved her husband, a husband who was always rude and scolding. It makes Andini drop his heart and love for him.
A tired heart invites drowsiness, Tired of thinking it has finally fallen asleep without completing any homework.
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"Ndin, are you inside!?" Arsena called from outside her room. I knocked on the door repeatedly.
"Oh, it's home" Andini rubbed her eyes. Disturbed sleep makes his head throbbing pain.
"Well, what's wrong!?" Answer Andini from within.
"Open I need to" Arsena began to get impatient.
Andini immediately opened the door and in front of him stood the handsome prince without horse riding with a simple smile. Andini felt strange, Tumben He smiled.
"Ars, what's calling me ?"
"You ironed this shirt, which is neat. I'm gonna go to a friend's wedding tonight, don't forget this dress, too. Watch out if it's not neat."
"I yes ... Ars who you came up with" the most stupid question isn't it? Andini clearly sees Arsena and her lover have been together. But he still asks that.
"It's none of your business. ART doesn't need to know the employer's business ..." Arsena said as she left after throwing a shirt on Andini's shoulder.
" He .. he ..I'm a waitress !" Andini could only catch her breath, her lips smiling sideways.This was really not the marriage she had ever dreamed of.
"It's stupid of you Andini. What do you expect." Andini smiled crazily as she looked at the wide back that left her.
Andini often fantasizes that one day she will marry a handsome man who loves her very much. And after marriage will honeymoon in a beautiful place close to the beach, for example like the island of the Gods. It's gonna be so much fun. But that dream just became a dream, maybe forever.
Let alone to the island of the Gods, walking to marine tourism near the house never materialized.
"Quick!! What are you waiting for, ART?" snapped Arsena after looking back but he still saw Andini pecking at the same place.
"Ars, can't you think I'm better than an ART?"
Andini hugged Hem and the pants that gave off her fragrant aroma. Perfume that he once liked, but it turns out the wearer is not the prince of dreams like his imagination. Except the Jutek guy and always have a sour face.
Andini ironed the clothes that Arsena would wear. Coincidentally the ironing table is located close to his room.
The sound of the voices of women and men chatting. They sound so happy.
What was done in that room? what do Arsena and Liliana often do? Ah, it's impossible. Arsena takes care of the woman she loves.
Andini tried to dismiss the prejudice, even if it is what can be done. Wasn't he present just as a barrier to their relationship.
Andini speed up ironing their clothes, The sound of laughter that echoes is getting louder, making the sense of hearing hurt.
Andini lost concentration, accidentally the hot iron was lying on her stomach in a luxurious red dress owned by Lili, as she played pop music on her phone. As a result in the dress printed an iron with brown color.
Andini panicked, worried that Lili would scold her, let alone the dress was still new and will be in use tonight.
Andini was at a loss as to what to do with the dress. While in a confused fashion, Lili exits the room asking for her dress.
"Where is Andini, have you finished ironing my shirt and Arsena?" lili said impatiently.
Andini handed the dress to Lili. Her hands shook. The expression on his face right now is worth questioning.
"Lili, your clothes ... "
"Why clothes? Good right? This is Arsena who bought it. I'm like you Ndin. Beautiful but only babu, any village woman like you do not deserve this expensive dress" Lili spoke wickedly. His big eyes seemed to be making fun of Andini.
"Open but ... "
"G ... I'm so sorry I'm talking to you." Lili flicked her hand to let Andini step aside from before her, then left with her Arogant step towards Arsena's room.
Andini does not want to take a headache thinking about the clothes that perforate the iron.calculate to buy a lesson arrogant woman like Lili.
After Lili left Andini also left the ironing room. He decided to sit in the back garden. Perhaps in that desolate garden, he would find tranquility.
Andini wants to see the twilight that will soon be seen. Dusk looks so beautiful when viewed from the second floor of the house.
Andini leaned her body on the iron trellis, while listening to music from her phone. Suddenly the song he heard turned into a ringtone call.
Andini: "Hallo ..."
Johan: "Andini is papa"
Andini: "Papa," smiling happily.
Andini wants to complain all about her father-in-law. But is it true that he behaves like that? johan had left this responsibility entirely to her.
Papa: "Andini I hope you will hear good news from you soon, have you conquered the Arogant man?"
Andini: "Not pa, even Andini is now starting to like ...."
Johan: "Do you love her?"
Andini: "B.I .... Yes" Andini nodded, although Johan did not know the activity.
A happy laugh was heard across the street.
Johan: "Papa is very happy to hear, Arsena will soon understand your sincerity Andini, be patient"
Andini: "Papa sure ...?"
Johan: "Of course, if you want to understand how she feels about you, make her jealous"
It was precisely me Pa, who was always jealous of their togetherness. I'm jealous of how they both feel.
Andini: "Pa, thank you in advance for funding the mother's treatment."
Johan: "the same, according to Assistant Doni next Sunday Ana can go home."
Andini: "really? Thank you, Papa."
Johan: "thank you to God, son."
Andini:"Thank God."
Andini and Johan's call is over. Hearing of Mother's recovery, Andini was so happy. There is no greater happiness than the news that has just been heard.
Suppose Papa Johan is near him now, do not hesitate he hugged the body of his in-laws and rested in front of him. God's plan is hard to guess. Mother has healed Andini's turn to receive the rest of the bitterness.
"Aaaaandin ....!!"
"What have you done with my shirt?!"
The thunderous sound of lightning in broad daylight approached him.