About the Heart

Ignoring

The marriage of Mas Rendra and Maya is very thick Javanese custom, Yogyakarta. As per custom, the day before the marriage contract will be held a flush procession for the groom and bride. This procession will take on a different location. Mas Rendra will hold a flush at his residence. While Maya will hold a flush at Eyang's house.

"Sa, you will be in the process of Rendra, yes. You are part of this family" Mami explained.

I'm so moved. It was so easy for them to accept my presence. It's not legal yet but they already consider me part of their family. Do I still doubt my feelings? All their love, I cannot pawn just for old stories that sometimes arise drowning.

Mami gave me a kebaya suit in light brown. "Later, you wear this kebaya, yeah! Family uniform."

"Thank you, Mi, Rosa try it first, yes," I said later.

Mami was about to leave the room while knocking out Dion's ear. "Ngapain is still here? Go, out!"

"Dion wants to see, Ma. The danger is fitting or not in Rosa's body," Dion's reason while holding her ear.

"I'll call you when I'm done with it" I said I couldn't bear to see it picked up.

"No offense, don't mess around, it's not legal!" remember Mami continued her intention of leaving my room.

I shook my head to see Dion who still had time to tease me with a signal both his eyebrows even though still dijewer Mami.

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"Why are you so beautiful, baby? I love you even more" pleaded with Dion as he hugged me from behind.

"Please, On! Shame that Mami suddenly came in" I explained.

"Mommy to Rendra's house, he understands his son has been beating, really," Dion chuckled.

I'm pouting. "I've already called you to give me the kebaya assessment that I use."

Dion raised a kiss on my right cheek. "You don't learn from yesterday's experience very quickly, dear."

I turned my body to face him. "Most experiences without trial are equally lies" I said, replying to a kiss on her cheek.

"Don't lure me or you'll finish me off, '" Dion said, kissing my forehead.

"I want to change first, you come out" I asked to release her hand that was wrapped around my waist.

"I can help," he continued.

"Yes, let go of my resume!" I twisted my body.

Intentionally teasing her is fun. I sibak my long hair that was scattered and gave him space to make it easier to remove my reservation. Instead of immediately following my request, Dion turned my body back. "I go out first, later if I open it, I'm afraid I'll open the others."

Only my smile accompanied her departure from my room. This guy always makes me fall in love. He was the most beautiful surprise God had ever given me in my life.

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The traditional procession has begun. Choose at 13:00 to give time to the besan family so they can rest for a while after their arrival this morning. The noise is very much felt. All the families gathered in a happy atmosphere.

The carefree laughter of young children adds to this increasingly colorful happy day. "Arrki" the beautiful eight-month-old baby who was the first child of Dion's older sister, Sister Sharika, made me anxious. Yes ... Dion was two brothers. Her only sister is married and now lives in Jakarta with her husband, Mas Dito. Do I know all that? Of course, but I only know that Dion has an older sister named Ma'am Sharika. To that extent, I also know because when Junior High was when Dion did not enter the school then the signature of Mbak Sharik is displayed on the license. It's really bad, isn't it, me?

"Sa, take care first, yeah! I'm going to go to the toilet for a second" asked Ms. Sharika to move Arrki to my sling.

"Hi, pretty! Come with Aunt Rosa, first, yes," I tried to get a pretty baby in my arms.

I noticed this cute little creature. Her clear eyes and that adorable smile made me unable to turn my face away from looking at her. What an amazing creation of God. I didn't realize I was drowning playing with this little baby.

"I can help you have this cute little creature" Mas Rud's distinctive voice interrupted my concentration.

"Hi, come with the handsome, yes," Mas Rud took Arrki from my sling and turned to carry her.

Miraculously, Arrki was so a henchman in Mas Rud's sling. This man also has a fatherly soul. Very funny, familiar bodyguard with cold face and hot lead, so deft momong a baby. Am I starting to baper again? Nah!

"Aren't we like a little family, like this?" papar Mas Rudaya while taking photos of the three of us.

"Remove, Mum! Don't make trouble again" I asked.

"I didn't touch you" he said. "Or do you want another one last night? I would be happy to offer myself plus discounts and cashback" he said with a smirk smile.

"It's very cheap Mas, your pride," I said with a smile on Arrki who was in his arms.

"For you, I can give up everything, including my pride," she said, smiling with Arrki as well.

Oh my God .. he's getting so-so. This is the Mas Rud I used to know. Love it at will and unfortunately it feels sweet to the ear if you hear it twice. But not with me he ever hurt.

"Rud, Arrki's a big hen in your arms. I was pantes, this, so the prospective Father," Sister Sharika came and turned out to be so familiar with Mas Rud.

"My future wife still forgot her way home, Shar," Mas Rud smiled smirk at me.

Cih ... forgot the way home? Didn't he leave me in the middle of the road. Why does he seem to be turning the direction? Forget you, who guided me when I was lost?

"Send sharelock dong! Let's go home" Sharika continued.

"I picked Shar up straight away, but apparently he was a little amnesiac" he said calmly.

"It turns out you're still the Rud I used to know. If you are in love, selfish and careless," said Mbak Sharika while taking Arrki from Mas Rud's sling.

"You two know that? I see it from afar seems very familiar," asked Sharika.

"He's my former manager, Ma'am" I obviously got ahead before Mas Rud answered arbitrarily.

"It's a good thing you survived the snare of charm, Sa" tweeted Sharika.

Good thing what, Ma'am? I'm stumped. I have not survived her painful love. And even now I'm still the target of his liver surgery. Compete with your beloved sister, to get my race again.

"Of course not, Ma'am! Dion's charm is bigger in my eyes" I wrote Mas Rud.

Brother Sharika smiled. Yeah, you guys talk again, aja. I'll go there first, yeah."

After the death of Ms. Sharika, I also chose to leave immediately. Rud was silent. Didn't hold me either her words or her hand. Grateful, I chose to look for Dion's whereabouts. Wanted to join Mami but it seems like she is busy with her other siblings. Sharika is also talking to her friends. I finally chose to sit down while playing my HP.

"Need a chat buddy?" asked Mr. Aryan while offering a glass of water.

I got that drink. "No other drinks, sir?"

Mr. Aryan then sat down next to me. "You need water to neutralize your feelings."

Looking to the right, found Mr. Aryan's sweet smile. "Father, all this time living without love, is it peaceful, sir?"

"Hampoo, Sa. Better to have love, even if you can't have it. At least your life is more colorful despite the many wounds" he explained.

"Don't that hurt, sir?" ask again.

"There will be a cure for every disease, Sa. Although the healing time is different, some are fast but some are slow," he explained convincingly.

"Falem yes, sir?" selorohku.

"In my race to you. Ah .. yes you have," a smile again adorned her lips.

"You want to eat, right? I'll take it," said Mr. Aryan.

Shake and smile. " I'm full of love, sir."

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If Rosa is full of love, are you full just by reading this episode? Ah, not yet? If so, try reading this novel from the author! Exciting the story,