BEAUTIFUL REUNION IN TWO
85. Reunion: The Wedding Guest
Nadia and Tristan must come to terms with the shame they still face when attending the wedding reception of their high school friend Alfredo.
Especially for Nadia, her shame is much greater than Tristan. Because it all comes from his actions that have violated morals and violated social norms.
Shame that can not be prevented when having to blend with his friends who have been first present in one of the ballroom of a building.
Alfredo held his wedding at the Toraja ballroom located on the second floor of the Abra Global building.
Alfredo party decoration is very simple ala garden party, but still looks elegant. Green is quite dominant. The green color of the plant and the artificial green leaves are used as decorations.
It is easy to recognize alumni friends, because women use electric blue brocade uniforms and men use batik uniforms with matching colors.
They sat gathered on three rows of chairs on one side of the room. Events like this are always used as reunions.
Before joining the friends, the two of them went on stage first to congratulate Alfredo.
"Congratulations Bro, may you two remain steadfast in living the ups and downs of domestic life" Tristan said as she shook hands with Alfredo.
A very reasonable speech and the best prayer from an invited guest. But why did her husband's remark to Alfredo make her ears heat up?
Yes, because he once broke the sacred promise of marriage.
He also congratulated Alfredo, then Alfredo's wife who worked as a policewoman.
After congratulating Alfredo and his partner, they went down the stage to the buffet table to grab a meal.
After taking the food, he walked beside Tristan with heavy steps towards his comrades. His steps were heavy as if his feet were dragging large chunks of rock.
Moreover once the two of them got close, he could see some female friends whispering to each other. Causes it to be clumsy and misbehaving.
"Hi Nadia!" greet Mithalia, "Wouw her stomach, is bloated," continued Mithalia made a large circle with both hands in front of her stomach. "So I want to, dear has not had a partner," Mitha exclaimed in a spoiled voice.
He did not expect Mithalia to return to be friendly to him. Because since Mithalia learned she had a special relationship with Bimasena, the friendship between the two became tenuous.
Even since the Kaliurang incident, Mithalia had never contacted him again.
"Why is Mitha pregnant? I can help you willingly, sincerely and sincerely, if you want to be impregnated" Angga lamented. Made Mithalia throw a wedding souvenir held onto Angga's face.
"Ih Najis," muttered Mithalia as she shuddered.
Friends laugh at the action of Angga who seduces Mithalia.
"Once you need a sperm donor**," Angga replied, causing Mithalia not to just throw something else, but to stand up to reward Angga with a pinch.
There was actually an empty seat between Mithalia and Angga, none of which occupied. But he chose to pass through the chair and sit on the second row between Janah and Rahmania, just behind Mithalia.
She avoided asking Mithalia anything sensitive, either about her pregnancy or the continuation of her household after the embarrassing incident. So he chose to sit in the back row. Tristan was sitting on the front row seat at the very end, next to Glen.
"When?" Rahmania rubbed her stomach. He understood the meaning of Rahmania's question even though it sounded ambiguous.
"About two weeks, according to the doctor, Nia," he replied, sitting his body on a chair.
"Bimasena never bothered you again?" whispered Janah to him. One of the witnesses of the Kaliurang tragedy.
He just shakes while smiling. I don't want to talk about this man any longer.
For to hear or speak that name is like flowing something within him. Combined with the pain that bites the soul.
He tried hard to take his mind off the man, but Janah turned his mind back to the man.
Now he is struggling, to drown his love's big brother who has broken the wheel against Mother Imelda's beloved son. Because until now the Big Dipper is still floating. The waves crashing there and there without purpose.
Even though he had gathered with his friends, he was more silent. Only once smiled hearing their jest. However, he is still uncomfortable being among his alumni friends. As a result of the love triangle scandal he once built.
He saw the same thing happen to Tristan. More silence does not say much. Only once responded to the chatter of his friends. Tristan seems to be playing more mobile phones.
They are both like people who have just joined the alumni group. Just learned to adapt. Several times he joined his friends to take pictures. They have not taken pictures with the bride because the bride and groom are still busy serving guests.
After the guests began to decline, they were called by the MC to take pictures together. They all simultaneously walked onto the stage taking positions.
Photographers arrange their position and style so that the results of the photo can be satisfactory.
It is not easy to do photos together with maximum results. Not all of his friends are flexible to pose. Unlike her, as a former model, posing was her specialty.
Unlike her husband who is standing on the right. Tristan stood very rigidly, so how many times the photographer directed the style of Tristan.
But the cry of Mithalia standing beside his right made him startled.
"Bimaaaaaa," Mithalia who was standing right beside him waved at someone at the entrance of the ballroom.
Just heard that name, his heart was like it was hit by a bullet.
As soon as he set his gaze to the entrance of the ballroom and saw a tall athletic figure walking towards the stage, blood seemed to stop flowing inside his body.
He again forgot how to breathe, because he felt his breath was not rhythmic. Let alone looking at that man's smile being thrown at them. Making him feel shortness of breath, intense weakness, and cold sweat suddenly flooded his forehead, neck and both palms.
Why is he coming?
"Wait for our old friend." Alfredo asked the photographer to pause his photo session to wait for Bimasena to join them.
Hearts screamed. All tastes are mixed in the chest cavity. The shining star he was looking at right now made his feet want to run. One side of him seemed to want to run welcoming, on the other side asked him to run immediately to hide.
He was still pensive with his legs stretched out. The more limp when the man in the navy shirt that fits so well in the body stepped with dignity and confidence, the closer to the stage. Then get on stage.
What's he supposed to do?
How can it calm down when his heart is racing and his body is trembling?
When the soles of the feet and hands are cold, both eyes warm. So that he tried as much as possible so that his eyes did not drip water.
You can Nadia.
He encouraged himself to stay calm. Because he really wants to run away. I can't afford to see that guy again.
The first person Bimasena faced as soon as he took the stage was Tristan who was standing on the far right side.
Bimasena stretched out his hand to shake Tristan's hand, still greeted by Tristan. But full of awkwardness.
"Here Bima, standing beside me," cried Alfredo calling Bimasena. Because Bimasena was about to take a photo position at the far right, next to Tristan.
Bimasena walked towards Alfredo past some of his friends. Of course it will pass through.
As soon as Bimasena approached, he turned to the left. Not to meet the man's eyes. Because when he meets the eye, he cannot guarantee whether he can still stem his tears.
"When did Bima come?" greet Mithalia, who made Bimasena pause for a moment in front of Mithalia.
Despite looking the other way, his own eyes caught Bimasena answering Mithalia's question, but with a look that led to him.
"I've just arrived from Caracas. From the airport directly here" said Bimasena. Then the man continued his steps. As soon as Bimasena stepped in front of him, he hurriedly lowered his face. To avoid the sharp gaze that could tear down his defensive fort instantly.
He only saw the man's feet wrapped in shiny black shoes. He could see, as soon as it passed in front of him, the foot slowed down, almost stopping. But once it passed through, those footsteps accelerated.
After Bimasena arrived next to Alfredo, photographers took their photos again in various shooting styles.
When the shoot was over, he waited for Bimasena to get off the stage first, then he also got off the stage. In order to avoid meeting.
As soon as he got off the stage, he pulled Janah to accompany him standing in front of the stage. He no longer wanted to join his friends at the side of the ballroom. Because there, Bimasena seemed to talk with his friends.
After the shooting session was completed, the event continued with the tradition of throwing wedding flower buckets.
The MCs called out the remaining invitations, who were still single. Be directed to stand right in front of the stage.
He and Janah took a few steps back, separating themselves from singles who would fight over flowers later.
On the side of the room he saw Mithalia with her hand pulling Bimasena to join the singles in front of the stage. But Bimasena refused by shaking his head with a smile.
The flower bucket carried by the bride is symbolized by beauty and fertility. The flower bucket is expected to bring hope, immediately following the bride to get married by getting the right partner, then living happily.
Who gets the flower bucket, supposedly will get a mate in the near future. And soon the wedding as desired.
The tradition of throwing flower buckets began, directed by the MC. Several single women and men stood in front of the stage. Mithalia and Reyna also joined.
The bride and groom stand with their backs to the invited guests. Then with a few counts by the MC, the flower bucket was thrown by the bride, who was greeted by singles who were jumping for flowers.
But an object hit his face lightly making him flinch. His hand reflexively caught the thing before it fell to the floor.
How surprised he was to see that the object in his hand was a wedding flower bucket.
How could that flower bucket fly so far back past singles?
Suddenly his face was hot. How humiliating. It is not appropriate for women who are married to get a wedding flower bucket toss. In a big pregnancy.
Moreover, he who was still standing glued with a dumbly face holding a wedding flower bucket, now became the laughingstock of the invited guests. It was also the subject of his friends' jokes.
Not only himself, Tristan also became a material teasing.
"Take care of your wife, Bro, don't let the wedding flower myth be true" one of her friends teased Tristan.
Tristan's face turned as red as his.
When he became a laughing stock and made fun of his friends, his eyes had glanced to the side of the room. Towards the guy in the Navy shirt.
His blood rippled, when he saw the man smiling meaningfully at him.
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