CASSANOVA VICTIM

Your happiness, not mine

Part 4's

The Masyitah wedding event was so lively, a couple walked to the door of thousands of pairs of eyes looking in awe at Masyitah and Fadli.

Masyitah's rose gold wedding dress makes her look so elegant, while Fadli wears a silver tuxedo that matches his wife's dress and looks very harmonious.

Musical accompaniment and the chanting of songs and decorations are so luxurious, making the atmosphere more romantic.

The bride and groom are already at the wedding, they sit in the chair Fadli's smile continues to expand, so do their parents but inversely proportional to Masyitah a little invisible smile from his lips.

" Dasaarr is selfish, satisfied now."

Pure glanced at Masyitah beside her, silently nudging Masyitah's legs covered in a dress hoping that her son would turn his head, but Masyitah did not flinch.

" Hmm, this kid is really insensitive in the love code."

For the second time Murni nudged his Son, but again ignored Masyitah.

Haji Burhan turned to his agitated wife.

" Why mah, from earlier restlessly rocking right left." Whisper to his wife

" Look at your son's face, it's tangled like it's not ironed yet there's no smile." Purely whispered back to her husband.

" Just leave it."

Pure got increasingly upset to hear her husband's answer, and finally because he couldn't stand it he called slowly Masyitah then pretended to thrust the fan while whispering.

" Ita's smile, don't embarrass many guests."

But Masyitah did not show any reaction, his face remained flat without a smile.

" It's your party, enjoy it as you like."

Masyitah swore in his heart, unlike Fadli, a smile never separated from his lips his face radiated happiness for him today is a very special day for him.

The event continues, guests enjoy the dishes prepared, even some who use this event as a reunion moment to meet family and friends who have not met for a long time.

All events were completed, invited guests congratulated and one by one left the residence of the Haji Burhan family.

Masyitah walked in leaving her husband in the lapel, while they were silent but how many seconds later Pure patted his daughter-in-law's shoulder.

" Fadli put your wife inside."

Without waiting for a long time Fadli also walked with quick steps following his wife, Pure turned to her husband Haji Burhan's face was red extinguished with restraining emotions.

" The boy was really embarrassing, didn't he assume there were any of his in-laws still sitting here." Pure Mumbles.

" I'm sorry Hajj sir, maybe Ita kebelet peed so rush into hehe."

" Any problem, it's common." Ridha chimed in Pure speech.

" Let's sit inside the invited guest and go home." Pure melted the slightly awkward atmosphere due to the work of Masyitah.

" I'm sorry, it looks like we also have to go home because there are still many families waiting." Politely Ridha refused, and at the same time said goodbye to his ironwork.

Haji Salim embraced his wife, walking towards the parking lot at their besan companions.

While in the room, Masyitah entered and slammed the door but was held by Fadli who was behind him.

I look at him with a cynical face.

" Why follow me here ?"

" You're my wife, I should have asked why you left me."

" Oh, your mouth asks too many complex mothers exactly."

Fadli just smiled at his wife's behavior that looks so adorable.

" Today you may hate me, but one day you will be crazy about me."

" Don't ge er you, you think I'll like you."

" Can he read my mind ? Don't be a fortune teller." Fadli was confused, Masyitah could tell what his heart was.

" I'm a fortune teller, so don't come near, I can curse you to be a ghost."

" Hahahaha it turns out that you are also good at funny." Fadli chuckled yet at the sharp gaze of Masyitah.

" Hii's overconfident, out there I'm going to get changed."

Fadli did not budge and remained silent in his place, it would be funny if judging a very fierce Masyitah.

Masyitah is not out of her mind, she took clothes from the closet and went into the bathroom, unfortunately the wedding dress she was wearing was too big and expanded until she had difficulty entering.

Fadli's smile expands because he feels that winning his wife is ridiculous.

" Basic stubborn, but I like it."

Masyitah tried hard to enter but failed, could-can his dress damaged and will be a new problem for him.

She retreated and turned around, the only way to call her mother to ask for her to take off her dress.

" Why are you smiling, something is funny."

Fadli.

" Please call my mom here."

" My mom ??" Fadli repeated the Masyitah.

" Yes my mama, is something wrong or are you resisting ?"

" No, I mean your mother right now is our mother."

" Ah that's just your feeling, because the fact is that it's my parents."

" And the fact is that you are now my rightful wife." Fadli makjleb's answer cannot be denied.

Not long to argue Fadli also relented, he went out to call his mother-in-law at the request of his wife.

When it's in front of his in-laws, a little hesitant but must be done. Purely looked at his daughter-in-law.

" What's up Fad ?"

" It's waiting for mama in the room."

" Why else would that kid ?"

" What happened to your wife Fad ?"

" Mm.anu ma Ita wants to change." Shamefully Fadli replied.

" What does this have to do with Mom ? there's just that kid."

Finally Pure still obeyed his son's wishes, he walked in following Fadli from behind.

Arriving at Pure's room immediately approached Masyitah who was sitting on the bed holding clothes.

" Mah, help Ita take off this dress."

" Why not ask your husband to help, even the mother who is still talking outside you call here."

" Mamaa, he's a man this mama is weird."

" You're the weird one." Purely massaging his temple, between innocent and stupid is indeed a thin difference he thought.

" Ita, Fadli is your husband so he's free to do anything including take off your shirt."

Fadli's eyebrows shot up hearing his father-in-law's words just now.

" Waaahh, steady mother-in-law."

" Ah bodo time, just help me this hottie."

Finally Pure relented, she helped take off the Masyitah dress and of course Fadli was asked to come out first.

" Ita, devote yourself to your husband, for the wife's heaven is upon her husband."

Masyitah just rolled his eyes lazy, this is not what he wanted to get married at a young age and become a slave to a husband.

" Hopefully, when mom and dad are gone, it's your husband who takes our place to protect and take care of you."

" Don't talk like that, I don't want to hear it and until any time no one can take the place of mom and dad."

Masyitah's eyes glazed over, her mother's words were like a goodbye and Masyitah hated to hear them.