Forced to Marry My Maid's Son
What a Surreal Wedding

This was not the marriage that Andina wanted. Since getting to know her name marriage, she has been planning to make her own wedding as luxurious as possible. Wedding ceremony with white and golden reception. He will invite everyone he knows. Anyone would know her wedding was extravagant.

But it's just a plan. The one in front of him was far from all that he dreamed of. The wedding will be held in the living room of Mr. Satrio's house. Guests were present for no more than fifteen people. It also counts with the head. No decorations whatsoever. Everything is left as it is.

Akhyar was already sitting in front of Mr. Satrio. The marriage contract will begin. Andina came out wearing the kebaya they bought yesterday.

The wedding was really grim. No smiles and laughter. Everything is so serious as if a little corner of the lips lifted up will cause disaster.

“I received his marriage, Andina Laras Prayogo bint Satrio Prayogo with dowry a set of salat tools paid in cash.” Akhyar jerked Mr. Satrio's hand.

Everyone then called for the word legitimately guided penghulu. Prayer offered. Most of the people in the room pretended to expect the marriage to last until the end of life. In fact, two people who lived it had agreed that the marriage would end no more than one year.

Akhyar looked at Andina. The woman's eyes closed. Akhyar guessed that Andina was also impatient for this event to be finished quickly.

There is no other agenda after marriage. All guests go straight home. Andina also changed her clothes. In the room, he was with Akhyar. The man sat on the bed, confused as to what to do.

“That's just your stuff?” Andina came out of the bathroom. He pointed at a black suitcase beside the door.

“Iya. I didn't bring everything. Anyway, I can go home anytime, ‘kan?”

Andina nodded.

“Where are your things?” Akhyar looked around. He did not see the suitcase or bag to be carried.”

“I haven't put it in the suitcase.”

“What? Haven't put it in a suitcase.”

The door to the room on someone's knock. Andina opened. “Thank you, sir,” he said to driver Mr Satrio who delivered two suitcases.

“Wait a minute. I'm putting together stuff first.”

Akhyar's forehead shriveled. Andina really did as she pleased. Despite knowing the nature of Andina like this, Akhyar still never used to see it.

In order not to get too bored, Akhyar pulled out the phone. Unfortunately, the phone battery is only a few percent left. Without saying anything, he grabbed the charger that was on the table. He then sat back down. He saw Andina who took out the clothes from the closet and arranged them in the suitcase.

“Turn to the window,” Andina said before opening the second cupboard.

“What's the reason?”

“Balik. Don't mostly nanya.”

Akhyar let out a rough breath. He looked towards the window. As soon as he heard the closet door open, he again changed the direction of his seat. He wondered what she wanted Andina to take out of the closet.

After seeing the object that Andina took out from the closet, Akhyar suddenly closed his eyes. He hit his own thigh. Apparently, what Andina removed from there was************ and bra.

The door was knocked back by someone. Akhyar stood up, then opened it. Apparently, Ms. Nani came.

“What's up, Mom?” ask Akhyar.

“Mother wants to help Ma'am Andina put things in suitcase.”

Akhyar ruffled his waist. “Mother is no longer a helper here.”

“Mom knows that too. Miss Rini is meeting a new guest. Can't help Andina.” yet Bu Nani pushed Akhyar aside.

“No need, Mom,” Andina said when Bu Nani took one shirt out of the closet.

“Women who are pregnant young should not be too tired. Later, in the apartment, ask Akhyar if you need anything. Although this marriage is a charade, it doesn't matter. Akhyar will definitely help Ms. Andina.”

Andina smiled. “Thank you, Ma.”

***

Before leaving, Ms. Rini pulled Andina into her room.

Ms. Rini closed the door after making sure no one was around. No one can hear their conversation.

“What's the matter, Ma?”

Miss Rini hurried to her dresser. He took a plastic bag from there.

“What is it?” Andina asked again, seeing her mother's attitude.

“Actually, Mama doesn't like this idea of yours. Yes, Mama knows that Akhyar is like a good boy. But, still he's a man.” Miss Rini sighed. “You can't stay here?”

“Can't, Ma. Akhyar doesn't want to stay here. Yeah, how? If I meant to stay here and Akhyar stayed in the apartment, everyone would be suspicious.”

“Good. You save this.” Ms. Rini gave me the plastic bag she took from the drawer.

“What is this?” Andina opened the plastic bag. There's a stun gun and pepper spray there.

“Be careful if Akhyar messes with you. Don't let Akhyar know about this.” Miss Rini patted Andina's arm.

Andina shakes. He sure doesn't need tools like that. He can overcome Akhyar without a weapon. However, in order for her mother to calm down, Andina received the tools.

“Thank you, Ma. Looks like, only me who got married got a gift of stun gun and pepper spray. But, it's okay. I will definitely beat Akhyar if he dares to say anything.”

“Good. If something happens, directly phone Mama.”

“Iya. Mama calm aja.” Andina came out of her mother's room. He rushed to the terrace. Akhyar, Bu Nani, and Pak Satrio were waiting there.

Andina placed the plastic bag she was carrying on the dashboard. He then approached Satrio.

“I go first yes, Pa!” Andina waved her hand.

Mr. Satrio frowned. She still wanted to hug Andina. Even though it's a theatrical marriage, they'll still split up. Andina was just as good as ever going to college.

“No hugging Mr Satrio and Bu Rini first?” Akhyar asked Andina who was already sitting behind the wheel.

“Ndon't need. Lebai. Put your seat belts on let us leave now.”

Akhyar nodded.

No farewell, Andina started the car, then drove away. While passing by the sleeping police, the plastic bag on the dashboard almost fell. Akhyar quickly took it.

“What is this?”

“Stun gun and pepper spray.”

“Make what?”

“Mama worry.”

Both Akhyar's eyebrows rose. “What worries?”

“You don't know?”

Akhyar rolled his eyeballs. “Jeez, Miss Rini is vain to worry. I can't do anything,” he said as he laughed and threw the plastic cantos into the backseat.

“We'll see later. If you do something. Surely you will regret.”

Akhyar patted his forehead. “I forgot. There's glass in your apartment, right? Looks like, you still need a lot of ngaca.”

Andina stared lazily at Akhyar. “Let me show you later how big the glass is in the apartment.”