Second Agreement

"Dad!"Galuh called his father with mixed feelings right then and there. Thank you as well as a sense of emotion because of his father's attitude is so excessive.

"Not so, Sir."Wildan felt uncomfortable with the attitude of Mr. Samsul bending his body. "Stand Up, Sir."

"No, you will not stand before Nak Wildan to tell me how I will repay your kindness."

"Please, Sir. Don't do this, I sincerely want to help," said Wildan with the corners of his lips raised, realizing that his words were not in accordance with his intentions.

"Tell me what I have to do for you, son. I will do anything to fulfill your wish."

Wildan glanced towards Galuh, alternately also towards Arya who seemed still surprised by this unexpected situation.

"Dad, stand up. Don't treat yourself like this," said Galuh, with a trembling voice.

"No, Nope. I must repay his services, so that I can be calm, at any time my life is taken by God."

Wildan gasped at Pak Samsul's words. He did not expect that the situation he was in at home was exactly the same as the current situation. While at home, his father also talked about the time of his imminent life. And now, he had to hear almost a similar statement for the umpteenth time.

"Dad ... let Galuh talk to Mr. Wil—I mean, Mr. Wildan. I'll just wait in the house."

"I don't want to sit around waiting, Nope. I want to hear it from my own mouth, son Wildan, let me be relieved. Even if you have to be a jongos Nak Wildan, I'm sincere."

"Dad!"Galuh raised his voice to hear the answer from Mr. Samsul. He was devastated by this situation.

"I'm not a person who doesn't know how to return the favor, Nduk."

"Yes, Galuh knows. But ... don't be like this, dad."

Wildan who was still sculpting did not say a word. He just looked at the face of Mr. Samsul who was still kneeling at his feet.

Arya who understood the situation immediately took a stand. He then held Pak Samsul's shoulder to help the old man stand up, although it was quite difficult.

"Please stand up, please calm down. Give Mr. Wilde time and opportunity to talk."

Hearing the narration from Arya, Pak Samsul then rose from his position. So did Wildan, got up and stood up straight. Now he and Samson are facing each other again. The middle-aged man tried to grab Wildan's hand, but it was undone.

"Please answer me, Son."

"Dad ...."

"Mr. Arya, please take Mr. Samsul inside. I need to talk to Ms. Galuh."

Arya nodded, then memapaap Pak Samsul into the House. Until Arya and Pak Samsul and Arya are no longer visible from their seats, Galuh then starts a chat.

"I do not approve of this intent and purpose, Mr. Wildan. But ... either way, I have to thank you for this kindness of yours."

"You're welcome" " replied Wildan, curtly.

"So, I will try even harder to repay my father's debt. I need time to pay it off. It seems, Mas Wildan is not a person who is short of money like me." The way Galuh spoke made Wildan hold back laughter, until he had to look away.

Seeing Wildan's reaction, Galuh mendelik, felt offended by Wildan's attitude. "Are you laughing at me?"

Wildan shook his head, but the rest of the smile was still engraved on his lips. "No, I'm not laughing at you."

"And then?" Oh my gosh, Judas.

"It's strange when you say that I'm not a person who is short of money. Because—"

"Isn't that right? Mas is not like me who has to work hard to meet daily needs, especially to be in debt."

"There is no one who does not need money, Ms. Galuh."

Galuh was silent with round eyes. Her little lips clenched tightly, unable to interrupt or refute Wildan's words.

"So, the phrase is one hundred percent wrong."

"I will pay for it."

"Didn't we agree?"

Galuh looked away at Wildan's question. He wants to quibble for it. "I didn't make any deal. And I stand by my stand."

Wildan was silent to hear Galuh's confident answer. He didn't expect the girl who looked so weak and scared last night would give such a bold answer.

"I don't want to get married, for whatever reason."

Wildan took a sitting position on a long bench right in front of Galuh. He looked up. The scorching weather from the sun's Rays was excruciating. Fortunately, the roof of this creeping vine is so lush, that it makes their current seat feel shady and soothing.

For a moment, they were silent to each other. The atmosphere is quiet, only the sound of the speed of vehicles out there. Galuh did the same, staring at one side with a blank stare. Because he was confused how to behave.

"Just one week."Suddenly Wildan said softly, breaking the silence. Even though it looks like a whisper, it can vibrate Galuh's heart. He gasped at the same time.

"Want to make marriage a game?"

"How is it different from a real wedding?"

"It's different, Ma. Marriage is a sacred thing, it doesn't deserve to be a game."

"I just need a wedding under hand."

Galuh jumped shocked to hear Wildan's unexpected words. "Meaning? Unofficial?"

"Yes. I just need to get married in front of my father."Wildan answered firmly. "But ... even if you want to be recorded in KUA, Arya can take care of it."

Galuh laughed at Wildan's silly words. Only this time did he feel in a very disadvantageous position. For him, the speech that Wildan just made was like inviting them to play with the theme of marriage, like when he was a child.

"There is no official Bond, only in front of my father, but ... there remains a chieftain who will marry us off. Marriage is legal in the eyes of religion, but not in the eyes of the law."

Galuh's laughter grew louder until he hit the table. "That's funny, man, play this game."

"I will not touch you. I'll make sure you're as intact as you were."

Galuh shook his head, still thinking that what Wildan said was ridiculous.

"You will be protected under a sealed agreement. And you can sue me if I break it."

"Don't be mad, Mr. Brown."

"I have made the draft—I mean—Arya has made it."

"Rich people always treat others as they please, right?"

"I will consider your father's debts paid off, and I doubled their value as a guarantee that I meant it."

"Basic -" Galuh hung up his speech. He was silent when he heard the last Wildan. Even when saying all that, Wildan's expression was so firm.

"I'll give you twenty-four hours to answer. The sooner the better."Wildan got up from his seat, then signaled to Arya who was standing at the door of the House. "Let's go, Arya."

Arya walked over to Wildan obediently. He then followed the steps of Wildan who walked towards the car parked in the yard.

"I haven't decided anything yet," shouted Galuh from where he stood.

Wildan waved his hand just like that while continuing his steps. He no longer turned back to respond to Galuh's words.

"That's nonsense, " said Galuh again, still ignored by Wildan. "Listen to me!"

Wildan had entered the car, and the car drove just like that in front of Galuh's nose. He sighed, heavy.