About the Heart

Reassemble

Sunday, the day that Tria and Rio chose to release their bachelor, the contract and the wedding reception. The event that took place at the Bride's residence, has begun to rame when the morning is still greeting. I came happily to celebrate this historic day for my best friend. The friend who started his love because I threw away someone's love, Dion.

When the time was still at 07:00 I reached his house. Tria asked me to be her companion during the procession. It does not seem excessive, considering we have been friends since we were still sitting on the bench of Kindergarten. His family has taken me as his son, and vice versa.

"The bride is this beautiful, I'm afraid Rio salfok keeps forgetting the qobul ijab reading," my god to Tria.

Tria noticed her reflection in the mirror while smiling. "I can't believe I'm pretty either."

"You are beautiful, don't like to be so humble, dong," I replied reassuringly.

"If I'm beautiful, why are you always the one who's being judged by the boys at school?" tria. "Especially Dion, never able to move on," he later said.

"But what you end up with is Rio, not me and Dion" I said.

"Don't take it, I'm so sad" Tria was sad.

"Ngapain sad? Now I am the same as him" I said, smiling happily.

Tria smile. "Luckily, try if not, you could have been treated like engagement time yesterday. I'm happy to be imperfect."

I hugged Tria. "I'm happy now with Dion, your happiness will be perfect today."

Wh-tok-tok!

"The groom has come, let's get you down" asked Ms. Elin, Tria's sister.

Tria pegged herself once more before standing up from the front of her dresser. I also stole the other side of the mirror to look at myself as well. She is the bride but why I also want to look beautiful, not less than her. Ah, the female instinct!

I held my best friend's arm, slowly stepped out of the room and then down the steps one by one. Below are many people who are watching us, more precisely pay attention to the bride and groom, and it is not me. However, I blushed when I realized that there was a pair of unblinking eyes staring at me from earlier. The man in a neat suit who was sitting not far from Rio, the Bridegroom.

I know who that guy is, he's Dion. Just as I was asked to be a companion to the bride-to-be, Dion was asked to accompany Rio during the qobul ijab. As I told you, between Dion and Rio was indeed a very close friendship. Riolah is always a place to share when Dion is upset many times because I always hurt. However, just from the doldrums of Dion's hope to be with me, Rio and Tria are united in such a sacred matchmaking rope.

This is a big procession for Tria and Rio, but why do I also feel the thumping that is no less exciting. My heart kept on racing especially when accidentally my gaze met with his gaze. My heart's crazy. Why is he so handsome today? Am I really in love? I fell in love when I had it.

Tria was already sitting next to Rio. A white shawl slapped over their heads. Be witness to the union of 2 human egos because of love.

Me and Dion sat parallel behind the Bride. My heart is pounding faster. With the kebaya attached to my body, the suit is attached to her beautiful body, making me seem to be assigned to be the next bride-to-be who will be confirmed.

I'm Dion's lyrics, and again I can't resist his charm. The black suit that wrapped his body made him so gallant. I was tempted again. Tria's married but I'm wrong.

"Well," the boisterous voices of those who witnessed the pronunciation of ijab qobul made me realize. Realize that I'm just a figure here and the main actors are Tria and Rio.

Finished, the happy Bride is busy with a shooting session. I choose to enjoy the dishes that have been prepared, pampering my hungry stomach.

"You're a tense follower, my dear. Shadow I'm halalin, huh?" god Dion's.

"Yes," honestly.

Dion glanced at me. "Why what?"

"Don't tease me, Di, I'm ashamed to know," I bow my eyes to her.

"You're so adorable, how good I am, huh?" dion's temptation makes me feel even more.

"Don't be naughty, honey, you'll be hired by Mami, you know!" my remember.

"Mommy won't know if you don't want to, so sweet boy, yes, dear" he said, as he fed the pieces of fruit on his plate to my mouth.

"Unfortunately, I am not a sweet child who will obey your orders. Already ah, I want a photo of Tria, would you like to come along?" take me.

Dion put his empty plate on the table. "Alright, I'll let myself be your partner in the picture."

Sweet ... so sweet! I felt like I was falling in love with her presence. Falling because of her seduction and love because of her purity.

*****

At 11:00 the reception begins. The first session for 2 hours is dedicated to the guests of the bride's friends, while the next session is specifically for guests of the bride's parents both. Although it has just begun, but already started many guests who arrived.

"Hi, Bro, who's here? I was alone, aja," a voice from behind me that was talking to Dion.

"Honey, here, I know me!" call Dion.

I who had been chatting with Ma'am Elin turned my head. And ... I frowned when I saw the man who was chatting with Dion.

"Rosa," the man looked surprised to see me too.

My smile is perfect. "Desta," I said his name.

Yes ... it is Desta. The most godly man of the age who adored all girls, including me. His appearance that used to be always clean and neat is now a little different. The thin rubbing that he accidentally grew made him even more full of charm.

"Ayumen bojomu, Des, I want ta'arufan lek bye sing ayu-ayu ngene (Your wife is very beautiful, anyway, Des, I want ta'arufan if dapetnya beautiful-beautiful like this)," exclaimed Bang Ismed, said, the most senior guy in our force.

"I know Esther, would you mind, Bang?" suddenly Keyla, Tria's sister joined our chat.

Bang Ismed's eyes immediately sparkled, as if the eternal incomprehension that tormented him was about to end. "Kene, ndelok potone (Here, look at the picture)!"

"Looking aside, Keyla showed a picture of Esther lying in a closet. "Beautiful, right, Bang?"

Bang Ismed nodded his head. He did not deny that Esther is very beautiful but something stuck in his mind. Why do beautiful women hang out in the closet. "Key, Esther ki opo photo model advertising closet (Key, Esther ni what photo model advertising closet)?"

Keyla tried to hold back her laughter but ended up exploding as well. "Ha-ha-ha .. she's a ghost, Bang is not a model photo,"

"Bambang Ketendang Zeno si Coro, Zainuddinnnnnn ...," said Bang Ismed who was rewarded with laughter from all who heard his funny words.

"Well, what a rame, I missed the story, huh?" Ega, Dion's junior in the world of conversation, comes to meet a shy-looking girl, Zahra.

"Friends are love, nih," I cried out to Ega and Zahra.

The shy girl looked at his smile. Showing the charm of innocence that is interesting to be able to dive into his heart. It is only natural that an Ega desperately pursues his love.

"You guys, when do you get married? Later I endors the bread, deh," said the beautiful woman who had just come, Handita.

"No, there's a baker, a quarry on marriage, huh," Dion said.

"Including you, when is marriage? Later I endors," Rifki the husband of the baker chimed in.

"Kok, so I'm following you, '" Dion salted

Scratching my head was fine, and then glancing at me for help in the shoot at the place that Handita and Rifki were doing.

That afternoon chat seemed to bring them to memory ten years ago. Where their Junior High days go with all the stories about friendship and love of colorful monkeys. A fun day of ABG without burden.

*****

Eating again. That's how it feels to attend a wedding. A non-stop dinner is served to guests. Various typical dishes of the archipelago neatly arranged on the buffet table. Just choose. There are Pecel pincuk godong teak typical of Ponorogo, Sambel overlap typical of Nganjuk, Bakso Malang, Nasi goreng saos typical of Surabaya, Sate Madura, Gabus pucung typical of Bekasi, and also Seruit fish gurame typical of Lampung.

"Related ... Dion ... Is it the same with Rosa, isn't she?" Anggen, the head of the "Geng Gabut" mocked Dion in his rancid style.

The Gabut gang is a gang of chers. It's definitely rame and noisy. Its members also contain extra girls in our force. Linanda Anggen, the chairman who is dumbfounded. The outspoken Roffey Zain, the ghostly Lina Agustin, the misguided godly girl Yuli Sumarni, and the adorable shy Kiki Rizki.

"Why should I be boss? There are, I'm just looking at you guys," replied Dion casually unencouraged by Anggen's cerocosan.

"Is it more Rosa? Wait for me too" Anggen said.

"I'm also more adorable" Kiki said.

"I'm the happiest dong" Roffey didn't want to lose.

"I am the most godly" I am Yuli.

"And I'm the most seductive," exclaimed Lina.

Dion's clenching my hip. "Unfortunately, I love her more," Dion honestly looked gently at my bead eyes. "Ohya ... Anggen, forget me! I know you are MR. KRISNA'S SECOND WIFE."

Just let all the inclinations of the gab gang especially Anggen. The music chanted "Reverse Alon-Alon" as if to become a GPS to lead them to look for another trace of love. Leaving behind Dion who had already nailed his heart only to Rosa.

*****

All the names painted in this episode are real, real in our world as well as in the traveling world. Forgive me for not using your name, because this is a surprise.

I love you guys, fellow authors I know best for writing novels. I hope this will be an unforgettable memory.

Maybe, visit the novel.

Linanda Anggen - Reply Revenge of Village Guys.

Roffey Zain - My husband is not my soul mate.

Yuli Sumarni - Ta'aruf Love.

Lina Agustin - Am I Different?

Kiki Rizky - Love For Zahra.

Looking forward to the next special episode. Who knows if your name will appear as a guest star.