Not Salihah's Wife
Polygamy Plan

“Later tonight Randy will come, you do not get late,” said Imelda Mami Randy.

“Indeed why would Randy come home? Already should a child visit his parents,” said Pram Kalingga Papi Randy.

Right now Randy's parents are at the dinner table enjoying their breakfast.

“Betul, it should be children visit us but if the visited is not there, whose fault?”

Pram silenced his mouth, sipping coffee after finishing toast.

“Remember the age, our children are adults. You're not ashamed that your actions are known to children?” asked Imelda again, who was currently folding both her hands on her chest staring at her husband.

“What made? The question should have turned to you. Our relationship is not okay, I have given up and tried to love you,” explained Pram.

“Reason, many marriages are successful even though on the basis of matchmaking.”

“We have succeeded, the children are adults and they will understand if we finally choose to separate,” Pram told his wife.

“And you went back to your former Mirna? don't expect,” said Imelda then threw the napkin on the table and left.

“That's why I can't love, you're too haughty and can't appreciate other people including your own husband,” murmured Pram.

...***...

“Pak Randy why is it in my room?” yelled Amara who had moved to sit while tightening the blanket covering his body.

“Your room?”

Amara nodded her head. Randy sighed, the man's appearance was neat.

“It is better to take a quick shower, than late. Just a reminder, if we are married,” said Randy who was in the middle of the door.

“Hahhh!”

Amara tries to remember what Randy said.

“Aaaaaa,” shouted Amara.

Amara has arrived at the college. His face looks unfriendly, especially he had to use an online object that could not sat set because it was just hitchhiking. Randy offered to take a ride but was refused.

“Amara, your face why are you blistering gini anyway? No sweetness,” taunted Melly.

“Terexistent.”

“Where was yesterday, rain was not?” ask Juan.

“Not just raining, but I get a lot of bad luck that needs to be recorded in the record throughout my life,” said Amara then sighed.

“Hah, what does that mean? What's the mess?”

“Gue rained in deserted area, my motor broke down then my phone fell and broke.”

“No one passed by please help you?” juan asked curiously.

Melly nodded her head as if asking the same question.

“There and I were helped by him.”

“He who? Keep the problem where?” ask Melly.

“The problem is because of that person and because his help brings me to another problem.”

Melly scrunched her forehead then scratched her head which was clearly not itchy.

“Lo understand? I don't,” Melly told Juan.

Juan pulled his shoulders.

My helper is a shitty lecturer and I have to end up married to her, Inner Amara.

Today Amara's lecture schedule is quite crowded, there is a rather long pause at lunch she also headed to the cafeteria with her best friend duo.

“Tractir yes, I again truce with Mommy. Will be prolonged.”

“Beres, like anyone,” Juan said.

“Who are we ready?” joked Melly.

“Nobody, because you are who,” Juan replied.

Turns out Amara passed Randy, of course Melly did not waste the opportunity.

“Pak Randy,” greet Melly.

“Hm.”

“Which daddy is going?”

Randy did not answer, he glanced at Amara who had a pouting face. In accordance with the agreement, their marriage should not be disclosed before it is recorded in KUA.

“Sorry, Sir. My friend does like strange if close to a handsome man, I am overwhelmed. Let's sir,” farewell Juan then embrace Melly's shoulder to return to walk while Amara was already first.

“Crazy, so cute Mr. Randy. You ask him if he uses skincare, who knows you are suitable and can be as handsome as Mr. Randy,” said Melly.

“It seems not to use skincare,” said Amara who did not see facial and skin care products in Randy's apartment.

“Where do you know?” ask Juan.

“Hm, that's right. Where do you know?” ask Melly.

“Originally answer,” said Amara.

Randy will report that tonight he's going to see his parents but Amara's contact is not active.

“Ah, phone is broken. Of course he can't be reached,” muttered Randy.

...***...

Randy and his parents have moved from the dining table to the family room. As promised this morning when I contacted Imelda that there was something she was going to say. Pram arrives home on time, not because he obeys his wife's wishes but appreciates her son's wishes.

“How's Hana doing, it's been a long time Mami didn't meet her?”

“Good, Hana's good news. Yesterday we communicated,” said Randy.

“Mami can't wait to see you guys get married and have kids and Papi you realize he's old,” Imelda taunts.

Randy turned to Pram who was indifferent with his wife's babble. Not only have Randy watched Mami and Papi fight or fight but always Mami who started.

“I know that we are old, there is no need to deny that,” said Pram.

“Before, there is something I need to convey this has to do with the wedding plan with Hana,” said Randy made the parent's attention move to him.

“What's up? Don't tell me that you are hesitant to continue the marriage because your ex came back,” said Imelda whose goal is to insinuate PRam.

“Not that, please listen to me talk until I'm done. Don't pause or comment before I'm done talking,” explained Randy. Of course the man's statement made his parents wonder what's going on until Randy is so serious.

Randy explains what happened yesterday, from meeting with Amara when it was caught in the rain until it ended in marriage. While listening to Randy's explanation, Pram took it seriously. Her forehead creased when Randy said she and Amara were married right then and there.

In contrast to Imelda who responded with facial mimicry that alternated even to mumble when Randy said that he was finally married by local residents.

“Oh my God's. Pram, can't sue them for imposing wills and unpleasant actions,” said Imelda.

“What happens there is a social norm, so we must respect the decisions of the people there.”

“Then how about Hana, your wedding is a matter of months,” cry Imelda. “You should follow the woman's request, chop her up and all will return to her place.”

“Can't Mih, I promised God and the witnesses that this marriage is not a game and we have to live it seriously.”

“You will cancel the wedding with Hana?” ask Imelda again.

Randy shook his head.

“Lalu ...”

Randy rubbed his face rough, hesitating with Amara but the bond that shackled her was a marriage that was legal according to their religion and in accordance with her beliefs.

“How different is your age?” ask Pram.

“Nearly Nine years,” replied Randy.

“Then your plan with Hana?”

“I don't know yet Pih, but soon I'll meet Hana and talk about this.”

“You have no polygamy plan ‘right?” ask Imelda.

Polygamy? What could I possibly be, Randy