Aryana Hanna

Aryana Hanna
until the wedding day



after waiting for a long time, lastri finally spoke his words to Rohim, agreeing to marry


lastri did not want to be honeyed, his speech thus explained to rohim while sitting relaxing on a mat under the lush banana trees planted in the fields owned by Pak lurah


since Rohim returned to the village he decided to work odd jobs, not wanting to wander again. while his grandmother and grandfather in Jakarta are fine because 2 more weeks uncle rohim who works as TKI in Taiwan will be home soon


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lastri told her that last night she dreamed of a knight, in a dream she and a knight were sitting on a bench in a regular city park they often played spending the afternoon together while still in college


satria looked so cheerful and happy, even though she did not say a word, then there was the sound of the dawn adhan that woke the lastri suddenly from his beautiful mimicry to meet the lover of the heart even if only for a moment.


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the wedding ceremony was held very lively, a party a day overnight.there was music of dangdut orchestra not to forget there was a vocabulary from the mothers of yasinan mothers


all so cheerful, laughing loosely filled with happiness


the reception was held in two places: the first at home lurah pak allian held the ijab kabul then the second at the residence of both rohim parents


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after a week later, lastri and rohim lived together in the residence of the big family of Pak lurah.


every day rohim always helps the work of Pak lurah gardening and village affairs work


rohim found his happiness in his native land..


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happiness also increased in the residence aryo not when they heard the goddess containing the fruits of their first love.


and for Hannah, their papah and mama are still the same as before, nothing has changed.


EXPIRE


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~ for this story already yes..! I have no intention of writing it yet.


~ thanks to all, thank you also to all who have contributed to give likes, comments and tips. once again the author is very grateful


~ in the making and writing I admit that there are still many shortcomings and typos where, I want to be better again to add as much knowledge as I can afford...!


~ was just a fad to write a story, but it turns out the participation of the reader makes me happy and motivated to continue writing. But I am a child who is easily bored, but I am a child, when I was bored I always stopped for a moment and retreated.


~ I wrote this story because I missed someone I love so much, hoping he would also read all this I wrote, showing him that I could write a story even if it wasn't perfect


my imagination was so low, it made me unable to imagine the situation I was thinking about in my mind. The closed nature made everything hampered


it is not easy to change yourself drastically in a short time, that is also what I feel. I want to constantly learn, find ideas and interesting things to help hone my writing skills and imagination


"try to listen to the whir of the beach sand, when he was hit by the waves of the ocean, but why the sand is not reduced or drowned even though the salt water has pulled the sand so tight and strong into a vast sea of ferocious"