ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Season 2's. Chapter 18

Revi.

Busyness occurred at my parents' house when fashion designers and their men came to bring clothes that I would use for weddings later.

"It's for recitation, it's for the flush, it's for midodareni night and proposal, while for the marriage contract and the reception will be done by the royal family straight away!" said the fashion designer with a weak gemulai.

I cleared my throat, already from yesterday I am fasting mutihan following the tradition run by the Dalilah family for the smooth Hajad that we will both live.

It's only the second day, and I'm lemes not playing. My stomach is wrapped around me, my brain is screaming. I was helpless, my lips were dry, and this was a bit of a contradiction to the health science I studied but from the reference book I read about Kejawen Islam, mutihan fasting can also neutralize toxins in the body.

It's ok, I have to get used to it even though alon-alon still does it

"Fitting clothes first, say! Want to get married pouting anyway. Come stand!"

I got off the couch, left a complicated note for a young doctor.

I tried one by one the clothes that I would use for my studies tomorrow the day after tomorrow, on Thursday night.

"Bag, there's nothing big or small!" said explain. This fashion designer guy immediately cleaned up all the items I tried just now to dry clean.

"For which princess?" manya curious. She must be adorable to use a white dress according to the dress code that mommy chose. White jasmine as the name suggests.

"That's fine, say... Your bride is you, so what you must prepare truly is you! Let's get a haircut, let's cut meonggg."

I grumble annoyed, I'm fasting again hmm... Just the first time to do it, it turns out to be heavier than the fasting Ramadan full month, but can still eat sweet-sweet. While it's only been three days, I've complained a lot.

Forgive the wrong servant.

I turned back on the sofa.

"Can't you run out of magrib? I lemes say. There is still a koas job that has not been stretched." I said not excited.

"Out of magrib time home decoration say... Here manicure and pedicure first. Let her nails chop meow and alus!"

O God Gusti.

I gave up both my legs and my hands. Let the manicure and pedicure run smoothly while thinking about how tomorrow's wedding will be.

Invitations have been spread everywhere, the press already knows there will be a magnificent wedding of the crown princess of the kingdom with the Jayantaka family. My parents' house has also been heavily guarded by special forces from spies belonging to the mommy family.

The question becomes whether there will be an enemy party who has been in dispute with the institution owned by my mother's family sabotaging this marriage. I hope not!

"Said already... Now sit down, let her hair cut!"

I moved to the plastic chair, let my hair be trimmed and massaged.

"The bottom do not forget to neaten ya say... Let it not be so lush!" seloroh fashion designer is straightforward.

I cleared my throat, the hair down business later. Now I just want to take a nap, I sleepy say.

***

At night in the residence, all the preparations for the decoration of the study have come. The downstream-mudik people arrange this house with traditional decorations that are so thick.

I'm watching closely. I'm actually getting married to Dalilah tomorrow Saturday.

What makes me most restless and anxious is to memorize the names of Dalilah and Ayahanda for ijab qobul later with Javanese.

I'm afraid of being wrong. Especially later witnessed by all circles of society and all the inhabitants of this universe. Revi Bramasta Jayantaka's son married a royal princess.

That sensation is really explosive.

All the feelings are in my heart now.

I have trouble sleeping, I don't eat well, I don't feel good.

I don't know how I imagined this.

Want to fuck, uh there's still koas duty. Want to learn, uh have a beautiful wife.

How my heart thinks about it.

"Rather than just sitting around daydreaming, it's better to sleep, Rev! Pray a lot and rest so that the aura will be good!" mommy said as she sat next to me on the stairs.

"Mommy okay am I staying?" askaku.

The situation was sentimental for our family in the days leading up to the wedding. There is fear, there is happiness, there is a sense of relief mixed in this house.

Mommy grabbed me and kissed the top of my head.

"Kawula mung saderma, hyang Sukmo's kersaning carpools."

My reflexes looked at my mother in wonder, since when mommy could speak Javanese.

"That means?"

"Do what we can, then leave it to God."

Mommy patted me on the shoulder. "Many prayers because after you get married, mommy-daddy, no longer interfere in your affairs. But, mommy will be a good listener if you have a problem!"

Mommy hugged me. "Honor the Dalilah like people respect her because her father is very possessive of your wife later!"

"Do I have to respect him when I do that, Mom?" tanyaku plain.

Time yes I resigned, while dating time never anything but a thin embrace. After marriage, time is secretly in the room.

Want a shy hug, want a kiss especially. Keep on undressing, shortness of breath first and then fainting...

Mommy's laughter broke. "Mommy doesn't know either, Rev! Mommy is curious! Tomorrow's a story."

I looked at my mother in surprise before moving on. "Better mommy break because mommy is already old! Tomorrow's event is just starting, must be tired!"

Mommy shook her head. "Mommy wants to take a look at the preparations! You're sleeping!"

"Don't forget to take vitamins!" my yelling.

***

I rubbed my face and accepted the prayers of Mr. Ustadz Yusuf.

One step went well, my extended family solemnly enjoyed the course of study today.

I kissed the back of mommy and daddy's hands while hugging them in turns. "Rest, mom, dad! Tomorrow there is still a flush show and midodareni night! Revi doesn't want you to get sick."

My parents agreed. I drove them into the room.

"Go to sleep! Take vitamins first!" I said again reminding.

"Don't forget you too, Boy! Sleep away..."

I nodded while closing their bedroom door. Before entering my own room I took the time to enter the princess's room, the first prince's room which has now been changed to be more girly.

I looked at the tiny face that was sleeping beside Bi Tutik.

I'm afraid this leak is not comfortable if I live with me and Dalilah in the palace and all the rules.

I took a deep breath while closing the door. I should pray again so that it will be good.

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