" Yes I Can...."
Pov Fitrah 2's
Until then Widi just returned from South Korea. I was amazed by her beauty. His skin is typical Korean, his eyes are a bit squinty, and his style is not round. She looks more motherly and gentle. When I looked at him he looked down. I'm sure he's the loyal and kind type. There is no style that states she is flirtatious or seductive like the woman I met. I looked at him again. She looks almost like a Korean woman. Is she plastic surgery I thought while looking at her. Again, he ignored me. He kept talking to Mama. As if it would be just the two of them in this living room.
I'm still staring at Widi. Mamih had a glance at me. I'm mah cuek. Inwardly still fashion admires the charm of the woman in front of me.
After Widi opened her clinic I was always monitoring her. Sometimes I stop my car in front of the shophouse just to look at it. When I looked at her I thought that if she were my wife I wouldn't betray her. I will make her queen in my heart. I'll treat her like a queen.
Until that night, she said she was going to set me up. I feel like I don't believe.
I immediately asked Mamaih to propose to her.
I don't care about the dowry, the reception or the house because I've been saving up a long time. No matter how much I fill it. As long as she becomes my wife.
When you're going to meet Widi to find out the answer. At that time I was not focused on anything. When I meet with the division head every second I look at my hand phone. Until it felt shaky I saw who called turned out to be mamih.
" Hello mih, how?.." I'm impatient. Inwardly muttered that Widi rejected my proposal somehow my fate.
" Widi accepted your proposal, here deh mamih on the sofa in front of the toni table we tell here..."
Phone's on the break. I can't wait to hear your story. I stood up and walked quickly
For a moment I remember meeting.
" Toni you're leading the meeting..."
I left the meeting area following the mamih who was waiting for me. I sat in front of Mama. Mamih told all until Widi's request not to meet until the marriage contract. I also accept the important thing is that he is mine. I'm very happy. Mamih was happy. The evening mamih and papih to Widi's house apply officially while determining the marriage contract and reception.
I'm at home watching a live application made by my company's IT team. Through the live also I admire my future wife thin make up. Graceful and motherly. I'll look at him in a minute I'll have him. I also smiled happily. When I got married when I was going to sleep and wake up she was right next to me. Just imagine I'm so happy. I roll over on my bed with a smile and laugh sometimes.
On the night of the application mamih inquired about the dowry and the recipe.Mamih also asked how the reception would be. Widi just wants a simple reception. We both had a lot of money but he just wanted a simple one. Widi said it does not matter the recipe is important to me and he is legitimate to be husband and wife, he said.Finally mamih took the decision on the reception issue hand over the same mamih.
Shirt fittings. The designers who came to our work. Money that speaks. The problem of wedding dress until the reception Widi asked to rent only the reason after getting married her clothes can not be used anymore. Mubazirs.
