(Im) Perfect Couple

CHAPTER 2A (Marriage Certificate)

The sound of the chanting of the holy verse of the Koran in lantukan so melodious echoed in the ballroom. The atmosphere of the morning is so sacred and solemn. Kanya could see from the thin curtains that adorned the room that blocked the curtain from where the marriage contract took place. After the application event at her home five days ago, the nikad and reception events at the title today. Their wedding preparation ceremony was taken care of by both Kanya and Bian's parents.

Perhaps for some, today is the most historic day to be remembered in all of life, a future priest will say a pledge that is heard to the heavens and witnessed by thousands of angels. The two will be united in a sacred bond called marriage.

But it feels really weird with Kanya's feelings. This time it was not like marriage in general. He doesn't know whether to be happy or sad. There are still many tangled threads in Kanya's head that must be straightened one by one with Bian.

“SAH!” 

“SAH! Thank God,” sounds are heard from the next room. 

Kanya awoke from her daydream, it is certain that she is now legitimately the wife of Abian. Two mature women clutching their arms with a smile back to the ballroom to meet the man who became her husband. The two happy women were none other than Farida and Bu Dita the mother of Kanya and Bian. 

His heart returned to zumba when entering the hotel ballroom area. A handsome man in a white basofi shirt was seen from a distance of several meters in front of him. The man who is now her husband is waiting to stand facing her with a thin smile as thin as the hope of Kanya who will be happy with her marriage.

Don't be happy, Kanya! Maybe Bian can't wait for the wedding book photo and immediately throw his contract agreement at you. 

The distance between the two is now no longer clear. When the netra they met each other, Kanya could see Bian turning his face with a face that was difficult to guess.

What a new regret now, after officially marrying me. Kanya could only contend without daring to reveal. If usually the couple who finished through the event will exchange rings then the groom will kiss the bride's forehead full of love. Will Kanya feel that way considering that she is not a beloved woman? Even just looking at Bian seems reluctant.

“Kanya, put on my ring,” the heavy sound that woke Kanya from her own preception.

Kanya gasps, “Sorry,” hastily she grabs a silver ring inside the glass city in the tray that Bian Kinan's sister brought.

Kanya grabs Bian's hand to pin on her husband's ring finger. 

That Kanya felt after holding the hand of the man who became her husband. He just did not expect Bian could also be nervous about this ijab qobul event.

Kanya kissed the back of the hand of the man who is now her husband. Tucked happily mixed with uncertain feelings.

“Now kiss his wife's forehead ya Mas, the distance please closer again,” the direction of the photographer who made Kanya's eyes rounded.

Kanya's trying to drown out her heartbeats, is Bian going to do it. Closing his eyes, he felt something touching his forehead covered in a sackcloth. If in his novel the man will kiss the old forehead of his bride. Eating Kanya only felt no less than half a second of kissing on her forehead, Really the camera shots may be longer than the kiss Kanya felt. Although only invisible but enough to make Kanya's heart a little shady.

Kanya could also hear happy voices cheering inside the ballroom.

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