Married a Former Inmate

Married a Former Inmate
Seeking Families


"Sorry father, we are happy" said Aris, grinning.


"From that on, mending you guys a marriage spree. Waiting for what else?"


"Wait to finish nifas Well," replied Dinda timidly meow.


"It's okay if you want a spit. Let you guys be free, do not like it continue, steal the opportunity in narrowness," advice from Mr. Bambang half mock. He was about to take a drink earlier. There is no son and daughter-in-law who are dating. So disrupt the presence of Mr Bambang?


"Yes want to be well. But Aris wants Aris's family to marry us" Aris said. This time it is more logical than Dinda's answer, which means Aris wants to feel good about it.


"What else is it? Come to them, tell them you want to get married. Done it?" said Mr. Bambang lightly. Don't know, if Aris again lost track of his family. Aris has to search, and that takes time.


"Well, the problem is that Aris doesn't know where his family lives?" answer Dinda told me.


"Aren't you getting along with your family?" look at Mr. Bambang while staring intently at Aris.


Aris is silent. Because I want to say no, the fact is that he has not gotten along. Aris has not apologized to her mother and sister.


Suddenly the longing struck his heart. Aris instantly fell silent and lowered her head. Dinda who saw the change in attitude Aris immediately understood.


"Mas, have a drink first," told Dinda while giving a glass of water to Aris.


"Bless you dear" he answered and received the white water.


"Huhuah, yes Ris. You better focus on finding them. If you continue to procrastinate, your marriage also becomes longer" said Mr. Bambang and he went to fetch water.


"Later to help, do not worry," continued Bambang before he left Aris and Dinda.


"Yes Well, thank you," answered Aris happily. At least Bambang still cares about him.


As much as he hates Mr. Bambang on Aris, but he can still accept it as long as Dinda is also still willing to accept Aris. Because after all, Mr. Bambang is not the type of person who chooses love. It's just that, sometimes Mr. Bambang easily instigated from his wife's side.


"How do you think?" ask Dinda. He also needs certainty of the legitimate marriage of Aris.


"Yes is Din. I think from today I should focus on my mother and Lia's nyari," Aris said steadily.


"How are you doing?" ask Dinda again. Aris has to work too. If he focuses on his family, it means that Aris has to leave her job.


"I have to choose one of Din's. Because we're more important, so for a while I have to focus on finding a family. About work, if later still rejekinya mas, surely mas will get more work," said Aris while giving understanding to Dinda.


Dinda nodded in understanding. It turns out that Aris really puts family first rather than work. Luckily, Dinda knew Aris. But unfortunately, they were found in the wrong circumstances. Perhaps this is called fate, the answer is so unexpected.


"Thank you, sir."


"For?" asked Aris in wonder. Though Aris did not say anything, but Dinda said thanks for no reason.


"Today is it?" tanya Aris is half-literate.


"You know what I mean" said Dinda a little embarrassed.


"Yes dear. Dad was right, mending mas nyari mom and Lia from now on. Because in the future, the impact will also be on our marriage. If we're not legitimate, how would we like to be like you? You want that too, right?" asked Aris by displaying her innocent face.


"Didih, what the hell is mas? Bawdy knows." Dinda's reflex hit Aris's field chest.


Hap!


A second later Dinda's hand was captured by Aris's hand.


"It's okay pervert. Same as my own wife, right? If it's the same pervert, that's not okay" replied Aris while holding Dinda's fingers. Then he kissed her.


Seeing that, Dinda's heart was pounding irregularly. Dinda wanted to turn her eyes away, but could not. Aris's face looks so charming, dear if Dinda through the goods for a second.


"Dinda, I love you more" said Aris as she re-dipped Dinda's fingers.


Wrong attitude. That's Dinda. Things like this he never got other than Aris.


Oh Aris, why did you tear down Dinda's defensive walls? As much as possible, Dinda tried not to falter. Although she loves you, but Dinda will always want to keep quiet. Not that Dinda doesn't love, she does. It's just, Dinda's afraid of losing someone like you. Who's always there for Dinda, attention and everything. Dinda is lucky to have been loved by you.


Unsuspectedly. Their romance was seen by Wawan and Mega. Wawan is upset not playing. When he's sick like this, why are Aris and Dinda getting so friendly?


"Dam. Showing off to people. Sok romantic," the scolding of Wawan and Mega can only shake their heads.


Because the revenge of Wawan has not disappeared. So Mega refused to advise him. Because now, Mega has realized that Aris is a good man. His past is dark, but for now, Mega's heart is open.


For Wawan, Mega think one day Wawan will also realize by itself without Mega meddling of course.


"Take me to the room," asked Wawan and Mega according to him. I can't refuse if I want to go to the room.


"Yes, you're sitting here. Let me get you breakfast," said Mega, turning her back.


"If you can, I want to be fed to Dinda again," said Wawan who made Mega Mak tratap. Jleb is so hearty. If there was him, why would you tell Dinda?


"I raised my hand this time. If you want, you say it yourself to Dinda," replied Mega and left Wawan.


That's enough for Mega. He was not appreciated by Wawan. If not for Bu Lastri, Mega would not have survived this long with Wawan. But not this time. Mumpung Wawan again sick, Mega will be allowed to go home. Let Wawan know, how it feels when there is no Mega on his side.


If Mega is busy wanting to leave Wawan. Unlike Aris who is now ready to find his family. After bidding farewell to Dinda and Zahra, Aris went straight to the gas and on the way to his old house. The house where he grew up there. The house where his father died because of Aris's stubbornness. All the memories of the house, now appear in Aris's memory. Even though all those memories are not sweet. But Aris will always remember.


Seriate...