(Revised) Regretting It Too Late

Weddings

Om Bambang: "Hello Dinda where are you now?"

Dinda : "Yes Om hello, Dinda again at the resto. Is there anything important, Om?"

Om Bambang: "Hurry home there is something to talk about, but not a bad thing so you don't have to rush slowly to drive it

Dinda: "Okay Om, Dinda is coming home right now

After lifting the phone from Om Bambang I gave my permission to go home as bright as possible, because I believe it is important news because from the tone of his speech it has been heard that it is not an ordinary cabr.

After I got to my house, I was shocked at why everyone was gathered in my house. There is Om Bambang, aunt Anik and om Anton, and mas Bram who looks a little annoyed.

"Assalamu'alaikum" salute me to everyone as I enter my house. Welcomed with the greetings of everyone there.

The main problem and discussion that night was the day of my marriage with mas Bram. Apparently everything has been prepared by aunt Anik and om Anton, he said, I am trying to say an opinion so that everything is returned to Bram mas as the person who will marry me even in elak by mas Bram so that I do not complicate the course of things that have been set and planned. Hearing that I accepted and tried to understand and live it all.

Ting tong's...

"Why did tumben come here? Usually by phone. Come in" said Eko, who saw me standing at the door of his house. "Am I forbidden to go to Eko?" I answered while walking in.

This house is still as it used to be, when I was SMU and often came here. Nothing changes everything the same, just a photo that hangs there is an additional start there is a wedding photo of Yulia and Om Eko, as well as a photo of the birth of their son Oni.

"Mother....Oni kangen same mother, why mother never come to the house Oni, if Oni follow mama to Boutik mother is also not there" oni who is close to me and Yulia gave my nickname to this daughter mother. "Oh ho..is that really it? But why is it this afternoon my dear mother is still struggling?"

"Why come straight here, I can take her to the boutique" replied Yulia who was walking while carrying a food container. "It won't eat, uda is full" he replied while hiding beside me. "Ooo...so run from mom because you don't want to eat, do you?" I saw that adorable little boy nodding his head quickly. "Would you like to have ice cream?" I asked and was greeted with sparkling eyes. "It's time to finish the food, take a shower and eat ice cream". Instantly he ran away to his mother's arms, finished his meal and took a bath.

I told him about my arrival at Om Eko and Yulia's house. Hearing stories from me Om Eko is like feeling worshiped to me and he asked me to strengthen my heart. Because his marriage to Yulia initially also began from an arranged marriage between Om and his adoptive nephew. Hearing the words and advice from Om Eko I thought maybe this is the way for me.

Kabul ijab and Reception

"How the witnesses. Right?" Said pak penghulu who led the course of my marriage with mas Bram. "Well..!" yelled everyone present witnessed my Kabul wedding ijab. "O Allah, O Lord, I have become a wife now, may I keep my household well in the future" said my heart after hearing the lawful word of all men.

I who from noon had been self-sufficient and stayed at the pelaminan began to feel tired because I continued to stand to greet all the invited guests present. My lyrics mas Bram who is also as busy as me greeting the guests who come and also his father's colleagues make me kasian for sure he is also tired as I am.

I smile and whisper to my heart, I am happy and I will endure this tiredness and weariness in order to accompany the Bram who is now my rightful husband.

Finally, the show finished at 10 p.m. All the invitations and the families close on the return home to their own, and the families who are staying over and just coming home tomorrow.

I entered my bridal room with Mas Bram, I saw it decorated and decorated very nicely and beautifully. The sprinkling of roses, jasmine and the delicious evening blend adds to the romance of the night. "Well, good decor and fragrant bungan also spread throughout the corner of this room" I said as I entered the room with mas Bram.

I took off all the accessories that were attached to me, Walo with great difficulty because I was still embarrassed to ask Bram to help me. After it was done all I saw Bram mas who was laying down his body and I invited him to pray together. "Mas let's pray first after that can rest in peace" asked me while touching his shoulder. "What the hell do you want. Can't you see that I'm tired, huh? Pray alone don't take care of me" he replied, brushing and patting my hand. Sick and cruel I saw his treatment on me.

I got up from the bed and went to the manda room, I cleaned my body, I dabbled and I got rid of my tiredness and fatigue. I used my face and I began to perform my prayers. When I finished the prayer I saw Bram was not in any place where he was, I searched and I found him receiving a call from someone and I heard him talking in a very soft tone, I want to reprimand him but I say because I do not want to be considered later people who like to interfere with their own husband, because we still do not know well.

I went back into my room and laid down my body that could not bear the fatigue and drowsiness that was very very very and my eyes slowly began to close and fall asleep in the cradle of dreams.

In the morning all the relatives were preparing to go home to their respective homes, I was busy with them did not pay attention to Bram mas from morning, and I didn't realize that Bram wasn't home since morning.

After all the business was done I started looking for my husband and I forgot to ask for his phone number, so I couldn't call him and didn't know where he was going. The brother who asked and looked for it I could not answer because I did not know where my husband was.

"What the hell is this all about, where did Bram go and why didn't he tell me. I don't know what to answer to his brother's question asking his whereabouts" I muttered in my heart that I felt a little embarrassed because I couldn't answer when asked where my husband was.

That afternoon after all the brothers had come home, I saw Bram coming and he looked very upset, even being led to answer my greeting asking where he was from and why he went so early in the morning. He just passed me into our room and I saw him shower and lay down his body.

I thought for sure he had some business and couldn't be put off, I said he was sleeping. I went back out of the room I cooked for dinner with the help of Bik Sum. This was my first activity and experience cooking for the man who had become my husband.

"Mas wake up already magrib, pray first what mas already pray asar earlier? Mas, Mas Bram wake up" I shake my husband's body that looks very tired and has fallen asleep. Because he didn't tell me to eat, I shook his body a little harder so he woke up. "Hey. Can't you not disturb me, what you do can only disturb my sleep. Not enough have you disturbed my life" she snapped at me with a loud tone and voice and a rough pat of my hand. It hurt my heart to be snapped like that, on the contrary I was just trying to wake him up to pray.

Traveling mas Bram to the bathroom, I hold my chest that feels a little pain and tightness there, I hold my tears do not fall, I can not fall, but what is my day because I am just a woman who actually has a soft heart and also fragile, no matter how strong I hold it still the clear circle flows without orders.