Forced to Get Married Again
Prologues

Kei sits upright on the leather sofa of his family room, determined to focus his attention on the problem he is facing, the problem caused by his ex-husband Galang who is now having a serious conversation with Papa Kei.

Galang occasionally scratched his head, gave a long sigh, and leaned his body against the sofa, showing how frustrated he was at the moment.

Yahh... It wasn't just Galang who was frustrated, Kei too.

"Is there no other way? Why did Kei have to get married first?" galang asked in a loud voice for the umpteenth time.

Leaning back, papa hooked his fingers on his chest, watching Galang through his narrowed eyes.

"I doubt that you really love Kei, it's easy to divorce him so many times and it's that easy to ask for a referral!"

Kei shifted his sitting position, docked to his papa, his hands squeezing his papa shoulders, with tears beginning to drip down his cheeks.

"Pa... Galang and I are still in love with each other, yesterday Galang was just an emotion Pa... He doesn't really want to divorce me...."

Papa Kei let out a long sigh again while massaging his forehead with the thumb and forefinger of his right hand. A moment later he clasped Kei's hands together, staring at Kei's eyes.

"Darling, if he really loved you, he would never get those words out of his mouth, no matter how angry he was at you."

Galang got up from his seat and knelt down, both his hands holding onto Papa Kei's feet.

"Pa... I'm khilaf, Pa. But I really love Kei Pa... I don't really want to divorce her."

"This is talak three... Are those words you consider just toys?!"

Papa stood up and walked towards the large window, turning his gaze to the garden, the specks of rain still visible outside, with occasional flashes of lightning illuminating the garden.

The air today was cloudy... Kei's heart.

"I understand Pa.. But I wouldn't be willing if Keilani had to marry someone else Pa... Just imagining it makes me crazy, Pa...."

Resisting his emotions, Papa Kei turned his body back towards Kei and Galang, he stepped forward towards Galang and pulled his collar, Galang barely choking his own shirt.

"Paaa... Lepasin..." shouted Kei while trying to remove his papa's hand from Galang's clothes.

"Sit you!!" snapped papa.

Kei instantly retreated, with both hands covering his mouth, Kei looked at his papa with wide-eyed surprise.

His father, who had been famous for his patience, today seemed to lose control of himself, and for a lifetime, never once his father yelled at Kei, it hurt more than Galang who snapped, and it hurts even more when he sees the tears coming down his cheeks.

"Then why are you so easy to say divorce?! How many times have you hurt my son?! I should have killed you, gouged out your heart and given it to an**g street!!" shouted his papa while pushing Galang to fall on the floor.

Walking on both knees, Galang came back to Papa Kei and hugged his leg,

"Pa... Sorry, Pa... Love me one more chance, pa...."

Papa Kei moved his legs, trying to let go of Galang's hand.

"That's what you said before, and then again!!"

Kei hugged his papa, then leaned his head against his papa's chest, "Paa." he sobbed.

Papa held Kei's shoulder, kept him away a little so that he could see the face of his beloved son, looking at him affectionately.

I don't know what Kei saw from Galang, until his daughter was so crazy about him.

"You see, the rice has become porridge... Galang has dropped three talak on you Kei, the first and second talak you can still marry again, but the third talak... You have to marry the others first, then you can refer to Galang. That's if your new husband wants to divorce you."

Papa Kei let out a long sigh again, his feet stepped onto the front desk of the TV, looking at the family photo hanging on the wall behind him, long time he looked at the photo, looking at the beautiful face of his beloved wife's late home, the face that was similar to Kei now, felt like it had failed to protect Kei.

"If her new husband doesn't want to divorce Kei how is it? Kei... She's so beautiful, Pa...."

"You know Kei is beautiful, but you can divorce him... Now you're hoping Kei gets another stupid husband, who never appreciates him, who easily divorces him."

"I don't want to get married again, Pa... At least if not with the Galang... I'd better be widowed forever, hicks."

Papa Kei looked back at his daughter, then saw Galang who was still kneeling on the floor with his face down, looking regretful on the face of his face. He approached Galang, helped him sit down and then sat down next to him.

"There's no other way Galang, that's the only way if you really intend to refer with Kei, you should be able to persuade Kei."

After saying that, Papa Kei directly left them, climbing the stairs to the second floor, heading towards his room.

In this family room lived Kei who was still sobbing sadly and Galang who stared blankly at Kei.

"I don't want Mas, hiks.." isak Kei broke the silence between them.

Galang moved to sit next to Kei, embracing and directing Kei's head to his chest, obediently leaning Kei directly into the chest of her ex-husband's field, her cries breaking again.

"I'm sorry Kei... It's all wrong, because you can't control your emotions until you say the word kramat again, sorry...."

Galang kissed the tip of Kei's head, tears of regret dripping down and wetting Kei's head.

Kei raised his head, cupped to his ex-husband's cheeks with both hands, looking fixedly at the man he truly loved with all his heart.

"I've forgiven you... I always forgive you, but I... I don't want to marry another man... I want you, just you...."

Galang brought Kei back into his arms,

"Indeed it should be like that Kei... Inevitably you have to get married first, then we can get back together again. Do you think you want to see you with another guy? Nor would you... I could kill anyone who dares touch you."

Galang was silent for a moment, choosing his words carefully before returning to continue his conversation.

"But if this is the only way, you'll press your ego and let you remarry, all because of your mistakes."

"But... But I'm afraid... I'm afraid my new husband won't divorce me... How should I mas? I'm scared, hiks."

"We're looking for someone to help us Kei... He has many friends... I could ask one of them for help."

"You whoever it is I'm still afraid... I can't imagine living with a man other than you!"

Galang cupped Kei's cheeks with both hands, "You can... I believe in you... It's for us too."