Akara Longs for the Waiting

72. Erza - Rena In Love

The day that the two brides were waiting for finally arrived. At exactly 9.25 this time, Erza recited the Qabul Ijab which made Rena's status change in an instant. The girl whose full name is Reina Nur Anggriani, her best friend is officially the wife of Ahmad Maherza Saputra. The man who had liked him for a long time but even ended up with his best friend.The man who had been a hardline shipper between him and the man who is now his best friend's husband.

Even the two brides were already sitting on the lap, looking harmonious. Meysa was also happy to witness the marriage of the friend while imagining what if he was in the position of Rena at this time, surely his feelings of pleasure could not be expressed, especially if married to Kai, but also if he was married to her, the one he loved so much.

Ah, that name, when Meysa's smiling face turned sour when she remembered her relationship with Kai had ended last night. He threw away his thoughts about marriage. Whether to get married or not, it seems like he will choose to close his heart for a while.

Meysa is tired and arrogant after several times had been attacked using the question 'When to marry?' by some invited guests who threw jokes it finally chose to move from the buffet table. He wants to find a safe place, a place to be alone so that no one can ask the same thing.

“You when Meysa? Many of your friends are married and have children!"

“You are no longer young Meysa, let's quickly follow!" Once some of the mothers and fathers who knew her threw questions that only Meysa could answer with a forced smile.

Instantly he felt isolated by a cornering question. Questions he said were posed with joking intent. No, according to Meysa it is not a joke, but a sensitive question that can knock the mentality of someone who just broke up like him.

If it's still with Kai, he'll probably be happy to answer "Please say yes!"

I want to feel Meysa back to ask when the mothers and fathers followed to Rahmatullah. He was very upset, just broke up, even being fired with questions like that. But that's okay, the question that was thrown made Meysa chuckle, realizing the unfortunate fate of her who never succeeded in terms of romance.

“Hmmmin, fate!" lirih Meysa with a grimacing face. His view glanced over the pelaminan, where Erza and Rena who wear a custom gold bugis wedding dress with a tiara attached to the head of the bride was smiling happily to welcome guests who were alternating up the pelaminan to give do'a and congratulations may the marriage of the two brides be blessed.

Young purple girl with a shawl-shaped dress model that is fused on her left shoulder it looks beautiful with a patchy make-up paint. The combination of matching hijab and brocade accents on the front of the kebaya that Meysa wears makes it look more charming. The girl is always beautiful even though she appears as is, especially if it is maximal like this, of course her beauty will rise many times. So that some young men continue to glance towards Mr. Rusdi's daughter.

Meysa continued to step forward looking for a safe temoat, down the crowd of guests sitting while enjoying a meal. Black flatshoes with a strap on the heel that Rena bought it increasingly maximize its appearance. Do not forget the black handbag with a chain rope from a famous brand to complement its outfits this time. Just don't expect Meysa to wear the ORI brand, it's too expensive. He can only wear kw bags from the Louis Vuiton brand. It's okay, what matters is the bag!

After a while walking finally Meysa chose to sit on the back, sitting down while sipping glass water that he had brought. Meysa sat down while playing on her phone and posed to take pictures of herself that turned out to be quite beautiful.

“Beauty!" Meysa praised herself while aiming the front camera. His hands look tidied up a rather messy hijab.

He started to smile. Kalem, grin, manyun, all the expressions he appeared when posing for photos. Even so, what became his favorite expression was when he smiled while showing his rabbit teeth.

“Hey Meysa, how are you?"

“A long time no see!"

Just want to find peace, a group of dapper mothers, neighbors of her sister-in-law complex in Palu even came to him after taking pictures with Bu Asmi and the two brides. Indeed, many residents of the housing complex tenpat lived his brother who came to attend the wedding of Erza and Rena.

Meysa swiftly completed her mandiri photoshoot, then put the phone in a bag.

"Hey, hehe!" reply Meysa while allowing her sitting, not forgetting she showed a forced smile as the dapper mothers sat beside her. Even the mothers who witnessed the debate with Asmi's mother were also there.

“Why never go to Palu again Meysa?"

“What do you do now?"

"Where is your house, far away from here?"

The group of mothers gave Meysa a series of questions, leaving the girl confused as to which one to answer first.

Damn, the gang of this land dispute is indeed naudzubillah once his mouth! Don't know ask one-on-one, it's like a reporter! meysa grumbled inwardly as she mentioned the term she mentioned to Bu Asmi.

Although now Ms. Asmi has become the in-law of her best friend, but honestly Meysa can not forget how Asmi treated her first. He never forgot how the disputed land insulted him just because he thought he was close to Erza.

“I think you're married to your fiancee who is far away, uh you know Erza and Rena!"

Meysa who just wanted to answer the question from the mothers who asked first was immediately revealed a sour face when the dapper mothers who had witnessed the debate with Bu Asmi while at the vegetable seller, and then they were very sad, even asked about his relationship with Kai.

“Oh means Meysa already has a fiance, so when will Meysa?"

“Don't forget to invite us too!"

Meysa was even more upset when two mothers responded by also showing sacred questions like this.

“You yourself when is it coming, have there been preparations yet?"

The mothers' frowns clenched not understanding Meysa's question.

“What does Meysa mean?" ask them curious.

I mean that's when you guys follow to mercy! hiss Meysa in heart. He who almost ignited emotions immediately realized quickly when he remembered he was in a special event Rena and Erza.

Meysa who does not want to ruin the atmosphere prefers to avoid situations like this.

“Sorry aunt, Meysa wants to eat first, hungry!" he lies, while moving on. If he still remains there, fear Meysa can't help but be possessed. Meysa finally left.

Mothers who felt Meysa went to avoid it were just looking at each other while putting on julid faces. Hmmmnt, it turns out that their nature is still the same as before. Lucky Meysa prefers to go.

“Huh!" lirih Meysa when leaning on a plastic chair outside the tent. Meysa chose to sit near the mango tree, right next to the echoing sound system. He sat down while enjoying the song of the song of the singers who provide entertainment on stage.

“But don't let you fuck around, outside your house you fuck, baby..."

“Awas, beware, beware..."

“Do not let there are new flowers, outside the house ah-hhaaa..."

“I'm afraid your darling is divided, I'm afraid your misses are divided. On people, on others."

“Do not want a man who is adored, crave love, aaa."

“Feelings of women are no different, want to be adored, spoiled..."

Meysa was heard following every lyric fragment sung by the songbirds. It is one of the popular songs of Diva dangdut Indonesia.

However, Meysa immediately stopped her singing when she turned to the side when she saw Faza coming while carrying a plastic chair.

Her sister who was wearing batik with a small orchid pattern of black combination white flowers was sitting next to her.

Meysa just rolled a lazy eye, not happy Faza disturbed his solitude.

“Why be alone?" asked Faza, the man with the new model haircut turned to the younger brother who was showing a face of annoyance because of his arrival.

“No why-why." Meysa replied indifferently. His sight again reached one of the guests who went up to donate a song, duet with one of the village youth, Meysa's little friend, Anca. A boy two years older than her. Even Meysa's mother still had family ties to the young man's mother. Meysa's grandfather and Anca's grandmother were one-time cousins. So what can he call this Anca? Emnnt, I don't know, maybe later we'll see their family tree.

Anca's voice sounded melodious singing one of the songs Raffi Ahmad and Nagita Slavina. Anca is famous for having a melodious voice, even when the holy verse of the Quran is very extraordinary.

“That's Anca, right?" ask Faza. Meysa's sister even enjoyed the song that Anca contributed with a woman. The sound of both sounds clop, both melodious. Makes anyone who hears want to hum.

“Who else!?" sahut Meysa ketus's. He feels cocky, his mood is still bad because of the damn questions from the mothers earlier. And now Faza's presence even makes him more upset, his brother is disturbing his solitude.

“Don't he already have a wife?" asked Faza by continuing to pay attention to the figure of Anca, a tall man with a black piercing in his ear was seen living the song sung.

Faza's question made Meysa roll lazy eyes, while wanting to enjoy the song that Anca brought, Faza continued to invite her to talk. It's like gossip mums finding topics for gibbah materials. His sister even asked him to discuss the issue of Anca which incidentally there is still a family relationship with them.

“Divorce! At that time, the girl claimed to be impregnated with Anca. But after the birth of the family Haji Nurani direct DNA test, proved that the child is not his son Anca!" Although upset Meysa still menjabababab questions Faza in accordance with the story he had heard.

Naturally, if Faza asked a lot, his brother did not know much about the incident in the village because Faza did not stay there. After all, it happened quite a long time ago, one year after he graduated High School.

“So the story of Anca was slandered?" tanya Faza made sure. The two brothers were even engrossed in the middle of a sepsial event Rena and Erza. Really a compact gibah partner.

Meysa nodded in confirming. “The name is also a rich person, surely many want to seek profit."

Faza mangosteen heard the story of the younger brother. Although Faza knows that Anca is famous for having badboys everywhere. Emnt, not gebetan, more precisely many girls who want to approach Anca because in addition to googleoking, the unclean Anca is often used as a goal by matre girls. Even so he knew the family of the mother had a good attitude.

In addition, young people who prefer to be truck drivers who transport palm fruit to the factory are also often a sponsor of drinks for members of the driver who works for his family.

Apart from that, Anca is known to be a good person, royal and fond of giving. Therefore many people are willing to approach him with bad intentions. Just to get profit. However, if there are people who mess with Anca and family, it is certain that his life will not be calm. Because the family has strong backing, even they have thugs, who will advance the front if they dare to have problems with the Puang Addu family, Anca's father.

“Eh, what a rumor!" meysa grunts, which makes Faza chuckle while ruffling the head of the sister who sang the song that Anca sang.

“Make things difficult, search here and there."

“Already in sight, you are my destiny."

“God created me, God created you."

“The two of us, allowed together and united..."

“You're up when, Mey?"

Meysa who was engrossed in singing the song immediately turned her head with a furious face. Upset at the question Faza was asking.

“Mamak says he wants to quickly have a son-in-law," Faza said with a smile. He was really happy to see Meysa show an annoyed face.

“Don't go around asking questions like that!" ketus meysa upset while justifying the hijab that feels more sagging forward because of the hands of Faza earlier.

Faza's question really made his mood that had been bad since then more freefall.

“Yes what's wrong, it's natural to ask the same adek yourself!" reply Faza with a frown.

If Faza had shown such an expression, it would have been Meysalah who shrieked back. Too scared to see the fierce face of a Maharul Faza Hartono.

"Yes, we don't have a partner!"

Oops... Meysa closed her unconscious mouth instead saying that in front of Faza. Though he has absolutely no intention of telling anyone about his relationship with Kai that has run aground.

Faza who saw that could guess if Meysa seemed to be in a rage.

Are they not together anymore?

Faza wondered inwardly. Trying to guess whether the relationship with Kai is already sinking?

Ah yes, Kai! That name, Faza has long not heard from his sister-in-law. Usually he and Kai often exchange news in WA. The busyness makes Faza did not have time to just greet each other with Kai who sometimes often send messages first just to ask the news.

“You..."

“Meysa, here first!"

“Eh, yes!" sahut Meysa while moving when called by Haji Nurani, his mother Anca, the person they just talked about instead called. Meysa rushed to get close.

The girl quickly stepped towards the figure of the middle-aged woman wearing a luxurious robe, in her hands were many golden bracelets and huge rings. Understandably the rich in the Meysa area is very happy to wear jewelry that is as big as hope.

While Faza who was just about to ask about Kai and Meysa's relationship can only be cut down when he saw the younger brother was called. He canceled Meysa's interview.

“Iye, hajj aunt?" meysa asked politely to one of the respected people in this village. Although not an official, but wealth makes the family respected.

“Not busy, right?" ask Haki Nurani while holding Meysa's hand.

Meysa answered with a slit.

“Please deliver food to hajj puang at home!" said Haji Nurani while calling the name of the husband with the call. Where the term puang pinned on someone who has a high social strata among the Bugis tribe. Signifying them were descendants of honorable people.

“Iye Hajj, can!" exclaim Meysa.

“This!" Haji Nurani also gave some bushels containing party food to Meysa.

"Can mubawa?" the question is whether Meysa can bring the bushel or not.

Not yet Meysa replied, Haji Nurani already said first. “Oh that, just tell Anca to come between!" show Haji Nurani to the child who just got off the stage after donating one song.

“Anca!" call Hajj Conscience to Anca.

“What, mom?" the man with a neat undercut hairstyle with a look using black jeans combined with a white shirt over size model V in the collar came to approach the mother.

“Antar Meysa take this home!"

The man with the real name Hamzah turned to Meysa. Then nodded afterwards.

“Oh, Come!" said Anca while taking out the car wash from his pants pocket.

“Sorry Meysa, auntie bothers again!" said Haji Nurani who felt bad. He was confused who to ask for help, because he had to be there to receive guests. However, it happened that his eyes caught the figure of Meysa sitting casually with Faza under the mango tree.

“Eh, no aunt Haji." Meysa shook her head in no objection. Then he immediately followed Anca who had gone first.

Even the virgin widower was already on the road, getting rid of some motorcycles that blocked his Pajero car.