An Unassumed Marriage

Help each other

"My advice is like that, yes ... than this marriage failed and we bear the shame! while we have already incurred the cost! the invitation came. Let's go find her safe and we'll find her bride. And it just so happened that there was Anisa's daughter Om Joni" Andre said back to his parents.

While Mr. Joni who heard the chat Andre and his parents did feel there was a chance to be able to marry his daughter, to cover the disgrace or pregnancy of Anisa.

But he felt shriveled worried that their family could not accept the condition of Anisa who was two-bodied, while his family did not want to sell cat in the sack or lie.

Mr. Lukman turned his eyes to Mr. Joni. "What if we make a difference, even if the situation is precarious like this, which is important in the future! even this is not something we want!"

Mr. Joni before speaking, he looked at his wife, Aisyah and Aziz who immediately nodded in agreement if Mr. Joni's decision received a proposal from Mr. Lukman! even though Anisa is only a substitute bride.

"Actually ..I or my family, feel very respected. Although the situation is like this, at least we both increasingly attach friendship by marrying our sons and daughters. Conditions like this we understand." pak Joni paused his talk for a moment.

"I apologize in advance? but if possible, Aisyah to speak ... Aisyah wanted to reveal something, because Aisyah did not want if this marriage happened anyone felt let down!" aisha added a word from her father.

Mr. Joni nodded while looking at Aisyah, then he said. "My daughter named Anisa indeed has no ties with anyone but .." pak Joni hung her words.

Then Mr. Joni wants to talk six or eight points only with Lukman, Andre and Pramana, but who left only Lukman and Andre only. Then they walked into an empty room.

Lukman and Andre are curious. What's the matter so you want to talk a few eyes.

They sat facing each other in a more closed room.

Then Mr. Joni told of the incident that befell Anisa who had been taken away by her chastity by a depraved man and did not want to take responsibility.

Making Mr. Lukman and Andre feel astonished and concerned about what happened to Anisa.

"We can't waste time, Dad. Penghulu's waiting, isn't he?" Andre looked very serious with his talk, given the time that kept going.

Mr. Joni and Mr. Lukman just looked at each other and fell silent.

"Important that Pramana's wedding went well. And how's dad's decision, can you accept Anisa's condition?" Andre looked impatient.

"Father is not a problem" he replied Mr. Lukman while nodding.

"Yes if you agree and just talk to Pramana." Andre was most excited, with time in mind.

The three of them returned to the room and gathered with the others.

The father said quietly to Pramana. "You'd rather marry Anisa than your marriage fail, while we've already paid for this wedding."

"As for Dad!" sahut Pramana while looking down. Lazy looking towards Anisa or the others.

"So you agreed to marry Anisa? she's very pretty and nice. You won't regret marrying her." Andre said to his brother while whispering.

Making Pramana glance towards Anisa who is bowed. And she didn't care how Anisa was doing right now, which obviously she just needed a replacement bride.

Then from the wedding venue came someone who asked how is this why the bride is not ready as well? while time has passed from a predetermined time.

"How's Pram! consider it to help each other. She needs someone to be her husband and you also need her to replace Adisty in the underwriting?" search Andre to the younger brother.

Pramana took a deep breath and then she exhaled very long and then she said softly. "Bismillah I'm ready!"

Pramana is willing to marry Anisa to the extent to fill the vacuum in the guarantee. And in the future he does not know! the important thing is that this show is finished first.

"Alhamdulillah!" said the people who were there, then told Anisa to change clothes with a wedding dress.

"Please wait a minute, okay? at Pak Penghulu, we'll take about 15 minutes and we'll be there soon!" mr. Lukman said to someone who had come and asked about it.

The person known as the MC assistant immediately returned to his original place.

While Anisa was accompanied by her sister, Aisyah went to one of the rooms to replace her clothes.

Pramana went to the toilet for a while his face felt hot from earlier and wanted to wash his face first, his throat felt dry.

Mr. Joni and his wife, Mr. Lukman also with his wife. Azis, Andre and also some people there were still sitting, but with a little relief.

Pramana stood in front of the mirror that was fused with the sink and then washed her face that felt burning and a feeling of stagnation, disappointed. Sad, sick. Injured, mixed into one and now she has to marry an unknown person even she says she is pregnant.

"Dwelling ... Where's nice? pregnant woman out of wedlock, what is a good woman! probably more precisely a bad woman! ah the important stupidity of this marriage remains smooth. Why did you leave me Adisty? and I will always love you until God takes that taste out of my heart." Pramana momentarily looked up at the ceiling and rubbed her face violently.

Then Pramana went back to her parents, which she then went to the place where the hijab and qobul would be pronounced.

"Come, let's get to the location now? about the bride. Later later followed, which is important we first." Invite Mr. Lukman to Mr. Joni who immediately moved from his seat.

And the others moved on, walking towards the place where the wedding was going to take place.

The courtyard of the house that has been conjured with pastel blue tents is quite spacious. The one in the decoration as beautiful as possible, the guest chair was neatly lined up and was already filled with almost half the invitations even if the drizzling rain hit outside.

"Sister. Is it true that I'm going to marry her?" anisa asked her sister, Aisha. When he had changed clothes and was now being dressed by the mua.

Aisyah nodded while tidying up Anisa's long wedding dress she looked beautiful even wrapped in her veil ....

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