
Echa covered her face with a pillow. It is reflected in how her mother felt when she found out that Afan had cancelled his marriage.
She doesn't care about her makeup fading. No matter what, her head makeup is broken. Oh, well, it's all done.
His gaze turned to the people who were still gathered on the porch of his house. They want to see their wedding. His gaze was void The marriage that had been planned from far away had to be void for no apparent reason. Afan just said that the man had his own choice. Then why did she receive that night's matchmaking.
His feelings are certainly very painful. He used to imagine building a happy household with Afan. Although it is close to Afan. But he was convinced that Afan could make himself shift the Panji figure in his heart.
While Afan has come out of Echa's room. His head just lowered. He is also not good with his family and the Echa family.
"Bu Laksmi," Afan sat at the feet of his future father-in-law.
"Why, Son?" Ms. Laksmi is still confused.
"I'm sorry,"
"Yes, what Echa there's is being unkind," Afan shook his head.
"It was precisely me who had hurt Echa's feelings. Ma'am sorry I can't marry Echa. I love other women."
"Father!" the high voice of the baritone broke the silence in Bu Lakshmi's house. The invitees who heard this began to whisper to each other.
"I'm sorry I can't continue with our wedding plans" Afan told Ms. Laksmi.
BUUUUUGH!
The banner that heard that went straight up. As an older brother, he was certainly disappointed in Afan's decision. Especially when it comes to women who are like their own sister.
Afan came to his family. Go to everything in the living room. Right now all he thought about was being honest with everyone. His battered face in the Panji made everyone in the room shocked.
"Oh, pity that Echa didn't get married" the neighbors said.
"What do you mean, Afan. You're cheating so cancel all this? I really don't think about what you're doing with Echa,"
"Bu Laksmi and everyone here. I am sorry.I cannot continue our marriage, said Afan Lirih.
"O Allah, Echa," Ms. Laksmi immediately thought of her child. Rushed towards Echa's room but unfortunately the door was in the lock.
"Son, open. I know how you feel. But don't be like this, it's not good," Ms. Laksmi was afraid her son would do something.
"Mom, believe me, Echa won't do anything stupid. Echa is dear to mother," said Panji won Bu Laksmi.
"Son, you want to help me, mother,"
"What help, Mom?"
"Married Echa,"
"I!" The banner pointed at itself.
"But not that Echa is dating Typhoon. Where does he want me to be too old for him,"
"Echa and Taufan never date. They just got to know because they were married. Please be with you, son,"
In an instant the Panji was already sitting in front of the penghulu. There is his uncle Echa who has been sitting next to the pengulu father. Panji still wearing batik with peci wear. Ready to shake hands with Mr. Wardana, his Uncle Panji.
"Brother Panji Agung Laksono, I marry you to my son named Theresia bin Wahyu Ramadhan with a set of prayer tools in paid cash,"
"I accept the marriage of Theresia bint Wahyu Ramadhan with a set of prayer tools in cash,"
"AH!"
"Well!"
Echa who was still resting on a pillow is now moved to awaken his body. He heard the voice of a man saying kabul ijab. The voice he so broke. I heard the man say his name. Echa pinched her cheek whether she was dreaming. But for a moment it hurt, she should have married Typhoon. Why the owner of the voice was exactly the same as his boss.
Chequek!
Echa opens the door. Curiosity still permeates his mind. He did not want to know who the man who married him was.
"Cha, you're inside, '" Indri and a few girls hold Echa.
Echa also complied with Indri's request. Although the curiosity is greater.
Now I am a wife. From the man who may have to marry me. Whoever he is I will learn to accept his shortcomings and advantages. But I feel it's Mr. Panji's voice, is it true Mr. Panji is my husband.