All Chapters of Behind The Wedding: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Dusk begins to sink. Stay with Naya with the darkest room on earth. Concentrated. Quiet. Quiet. Naya seemed to be asking herself a lot. She is a woman who remains silent just like that. As if helpless. Occasionally hug your knees. Look them in the eye. Vacuum. Then get down, and drop it anywhere.Naya was so silent. Hope something still settles down, after the pause. She watched her parents fight almost every day. Various abusive curses, insults, her father cursed at her mother's end.Boisterous voices could be heard everywhere. Father threw the bowl, plate, until it was heard in Naya's ear. From her own father who should love her. When father tired, he gets angry. Punch anything to spill it out. Especially when he met her mother in an angry state. The house was very embarrassed.***Father can't see Mother just praying. When disappointed, his eyes seem to give rise to fire. There's no match for it. So light up. Anyone who saw it, will definitely t

Some people choose to stay and date in one meaning. I don't know how to guess how he feels Its taste and secrets. But he said, never guess what's inside someone's head. Especially women. Although still, some are trying to guess.The other person said and spit it out as a celebration of heartbreaking sadness. But secretly, it turns out that what you experience is the forgiveness of forgetting to love yourself — pathetic. Is it so secret to work?***Her meeting with Genta yesterday seemed to make Naya hide her voice even more. He closed his eyes. Seeing various weather outside that he could not reach. Secretly, his hobby is collecting clouds. Then she planted it in his face. Look at and do what it is. Naya doesn't miss Genta. Naya didn't miss him. Once that sentence is repeated; women's secrets are getting clearer.She picked up sad from every corner of the eye. No sadness should be born on a sunny day. Na

Do you believe in women's miracles?Believe it or not, come here. I'll give you a secret.Not about me, to be precise. But he. The lucky man who has a magic woman. Shady eyed women who come and go with the rain and night. Maybe you don't know. Or, maybe you know, but don't believe it. When the sky dripped cold clear grains, he was among you. Moreover, at night.However, dear thousand dear. That night, just as it was raining, the lucky man made a fatal mistake. The separation ensued. Well, the story.The woman couldn't help but raise her hand when it was raining. Smiling happily while occasionally closing her eyes. Perhaps because of the coldness of the rain, the sparkle of the grains, plus the wind that blew, made your eyes do not see it.On one side of the wet road, she was standing with a pink backpack. She's a book-crazed girl who doesn't believe in miracles. He always carried an umbrella. Not th

“You, how are you, Naya?”***Since meeting in the rain that night, Naya has been negligent. As if swallowed up by a period that came and went from nowhere. He didn't even say anything, even if only a little. Everything was suddenly bitter. Nothing is as sweet as coffee, there is only bitterness in the heart.Genta brought many questions, until he did not know where the questions would be placed. On the side of the road with shady trees? In the yard miss? He doesn't know himself. Memories fell instantly. Wet his eyes, grew longing on his cheeks.***Genta MahardikaThis house is Mother's choice. Chosen because the stones miss. Swept by various times. Because of Mother, then this house is also Dad's choice. Poorly built. I was born: Genta Mahardika. You must have guessed who my father was, right? Yes, Mahardika. Complete, Rudi Mahardika.“Son, you can go to school. As long as y

 “What is wrong?” Genta asked one of his friends.“You were called a counseling guidance teacher! From yesterday why didn't you go? What's your problem?”“Trouble? I feel no problem.”“Alright, you better find the guidance counseling teacher there!”“Very well. Thanks, for the info!” A few moments later, Genta came out of the teacher's room. Her friends were already worried. Fear that Genta will not pass or bad news will accompany him.“How, Genta? What's wrong?”“It's okay. It's not a problem. Don't worry.”“Seriously?”“Yes.”“Oh yeah, where are you going after graduation?”“You will see. I want to go home first.”“In a hurry?”“Yes. I don't know why I miss you again.”“How strange you are, Genta.” Said one of his friends.