Bismillah Love

reception

The day that Yusuf and Qianita were waiting for was late, and today was the one that was waiting for it.

The house has been decorated with Beautiful, Purple shades of white, Guests have also started to arrive.

The ijab ceremony held a smooth path, and now both the bride and groom have been sitting on their thrones for a day. Photographers also endlessly ignore their romantic moments.

"So how are you feeling right now, seeing that??" tanya Fitri with eyes pointing to the guarantee

"Be happy, no matter how much my sister Qianita tea, cook it I have to linger in her doldrums" she replied

"was sincere...??"

"more precisely his sincere learning"

"photo with yok.." invite Fitri

"lice...."

"he learned sincerely"

Yes it is true however the brother and Joseph love each other, must be sincere, make peace with the circumstances.they are now husband and wife.can not be denied will often see their romance.

Syafeera also goes to the top of the pelaminan, smiling sumringah heal still the pain left.

"Teh. photo together yes" asked Fitri.

"hayuuuk.." replied Qianita.

They also took a pose according to the instructions of the photographer, looks happiness radiated from their faces, Syafeera managed to close her disappointment, no one knows, only Fitri as who knows.

When having to pose right beside Joseph, Syafeera also tried to calm her heart, make peace with the situation, trying to behave normally, although still undeniable, there is still pain in her heart. Even the three of them photographed with Yusuf embracing Qianita and Syafeera together.

"Oh my God, I want to jump like I'm from here" inner Syafeera.

The event was finished before the magrib, Qianita and Yusuf were already in their bridal rooms. Guests are not visible, there is a janitor who is busy cleaning up the remnants of the event.

Laying down on the bed was the best choice, tired as it peaked, Burhan only body but also heart, but must continue to learn to make peace with the circumstances.

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It's been a week since Qianita and Yusuf's wedding,. They even moved into their own homes. Stay Father , Mother and Syafeera who are at home.

"In the near future we both stay Bun, Qianita is with Yusuf, Syafeera soon also Merantau far, Ramadan next year Not necessarily he can go home".

"Kok Dad said it that way.kan fitting holiday Sya can go home" he said as he walked towards the father and then hugged him.

"Good later yeah, remember all the messages of Daddy and Mommy"

"yes yeah. all of my messages are stored in my memory..."

"attention to the handsome lecturer." said the new Mother from the kitchen while bringing a cup of coffee for Dad.

"no papa is Bun, as Sya said, handsome, Sholeh, rich again.hehehe"

"All the requirements have you prepared??"

"Ayaaahhhh... You have to ask how many times??"

"the habit of this father is sick" while throwing his face in the other direction and mouth that is forward.

"when else can daddy gini me you?? soon will be focusing on college"

"Dad dear yes Sama Sya, kok rich is not sincere" turned towards Dad

"Gak. gak darling..whypain at dear.." one flick landed again.

"Yeahahh..."

"Yes, you've been asked a strange question"

"The love of the old man will never be expressed dearly" said Mother

"Doain Sya yes, can be successful and fulfill the mandate of Father and Mother"

"always dear" now they're hugging three

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As scheduled today Syafeera went to school to sign the files, and fingerprints, and also took the new terms she got.

"Okay yes, make us proud" said Mr. Bagas as the principal.

"This is God, sir..."

Many prayers and support, including his friends who are also being fingerprinted.

"Say I will miss" said Fitri

"Sa farewell treatis lah.. at least eat meatballs where Bu Atun, drink orange juice, the same truss fried as well..hahaha" said Gio.

"Can. when..."

"now.." answered his friends compactly

Syafeera contacted her if she returned home late, having to treat her classmates. And after getting their approval they immediately ran to the cafeteria under the school, ordering a free, basic menu.

"Bu Atun, Syafeera paid"

"he's Mom. later if he runs away just go to his house.hahaha"

there was a chattering of his friends, the atmosphere of the canteen was boisterous, I don't know what chattering they discussed..Do not be surprised with the level of White gray, if the canteen is not noisy, like meatballs Tampa sambel, do not maknyos taste it.

After treating his friends, Syafeera rushed home, time has shown almost approaching Ashar.

Say hello, and hurry to clean up, and immediately pray ashar.bunda happy to see the change Syafeera. Maybe his hard attitude, can not be changed, but for Mother to see her Tampa prayer must bang on the door, it has made the mother much calmer.

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