
A pretty white dress was already attached to Carissa's body, the girl was so beautiful with a very matching makeup and hairdo.
Her chubby face makes her even sweeter when made up by a makeup artist who seems very smart to combine color and hairstyle for Carissa.
The girl walked towards the pelaminan accompanied by two beautiful women who were her brother and sister-in-law.
The gaze of the groom also looks admiring although occasionally for him more comfortable looking down.
As soon as Carissa reached the pelaminan, the hand of the King outstretched to help his future wife to go up and approach him.
The sacred procession also takes place. Making both now legally husband and wife. The King's sacred promise was only one breath, making Kamila who had been so worried that her son would never forget Vivian. Like the weight and the feeling of tightness that was so great from his chest.
The king extended his hand to Carissa, and Carissa, who had been told what to do after that, kissed the back of the King's hand very gently.
Then the king turned. Carissa hit the King's arm.
Plakk
"Yushaa!" Siska's repugnant rebuke to Kamila and Indra.
While Erlangga can only massage his temple. How he had to face everyone after this. Her daughter could have hit the arm of her husband who had just become her husband a few seconds ago.
"Mas, you're supposed to kiss my forehead, right?" ask Carissa to the King.
He asked that because it was taught by Siska, her mother last night was like that. After they were officially married, then he had to kiss the back of the King's hand. And the King will kiss his forehead.
Heard what Carissa said. The person in front of them was holding back a laugh. Kamila had even chuckled.
"King, what are you waiting for? what your wife said is true!" restu said, the King's older brother who was anxious to see the King was just silent and instead did not immediately obey what Carissa said.
"King, it should be, right? you are legally husband and wife!" added Kamila again.
Siska felt like she wanted to disappear from that place. So is Erlangga. Actually what's wrong with the way they educate Carissa, until their son becomes a bar-bar so. Even on such an important day.
Seeing everyone's gaze on him, let alone his mother who was like to swallow him alive. The king pulled Carissa's arm slowly and kissed the woman's forehead.
Just about to be released, the photographer stopped the King.
"For a while the groom, he wants to take a picture first. Hold on, good as that!" said the photographer who documented the moment at the important event.
Somehow on purpose or how, but the photographer looks to continue to take the wrong picture, so the incident happened a bit long ago.
After the event, we continued with the event asking for the parents' blessing. The procession also took place with a little drama, because neither King nor Carissa cried at all when sungkem on both parents.
"Darling, what kind of wedding is this? why doesn't your sister cry at all. You once, and me too, we both couldn't help but cry during a procession like this right?" ask Irsyad, Lidya's husband.
Lidya who gets such questions from her husband is also confused about what to answer. Since childhood, he had understood that his sister was different from others. When someone is going to cry when they talk about someone else. His sister did not cry at all. Once Lidya walked with him and his friends at that time said that Carissa was a spoiled child, a mother child, nothing could if not be accompanied by her mother, he said, surely eating is still in mama's bribe, do not go to the toilet is also still accompanied by mama.
Elementary School children will definitely cry when they are knocked down like that by their friends in front of many others. But Carissa didn't cry at the time. He even said, yes dong I'm a spoiled child, nothing to help mama. Why, trouble for you!
When Carissa sungkem to Siska, her mother was very anxious and immediately asked.
"Cha, aren't you crying? after this you will leave papa and mama and become a wife. You're gonna stay at your husband's house?" ask Siska who can be heard by Erlangga and the others. Including the King and his parents.
"Why should we cry ma, we are still one city. From Kamila's mom's house to Mama's house is also no more than half an hour!" carissa answered that left everyone speechless.
After the event was over, Carissa also immediately went with the King to his house. One of Carissa's suitcases was put in the King's car. His other suitcases will be delivered by Lidya and Irsyad as soon as possible.
And Carissa finally arrived at the King's house.
"Darling, now you are a member of this family. This is also your home, do not hesitate. Anyway you just think of this house as in your house, consider mama also like mama Siska yes, son" said Siska while gently rubbing Carissa's arm.
Siska is really kind, and considers Carissa like her own child. Unfortunately, just as he loved the King.
"Yes, thank you!" carissa.
Carissa went to her room and the waiter who had brought her suitcase entered the King's room.
"This is the suitcase, miss!" the waiter said it was polite.
"Yes thank you!" carissa said, and the waiter left immediately.
When Carissa was about to close the door, the King was seen in front of the door and was about to enter her room.
"Hi husband!" carissa.
"Is it in the covenant, if you may call me that?" ask the King who just passed Carissa.
Carissa closed the door and approached the King.
"Although not there, but now we are husband and wife. I should have called you husband. And you...!"
"Call you wife?" the king interrupted Carissa's words.
"Don't dream!" the king again and turned to leave Carissa and went into the bathroom.
But Carissa, it takes more than just such harsh words to make her give up or feel sad.
Carissa poked her lips towards the bathroom door.
"It's weird, if you're married don't want to be called husband and then what do you want to call? father-in-law? you're weird!" his gerrick.
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