
The awaited time finally arrived, the marriage of Ervan and Sarah held at the residence of Izzam Anugrah. A simple wedding that only close relatives attended.
Marriage is simple according to Ervan's parents, but for Sarah this marriage is quite luxurious for him.
Decoration of the coating is dominated by white flowers with large florets. The rows of chairs of the same color, add their own impression. The sound of music came along, enlivening the atmosphere.
Sarah's heart pounded a little, as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Soon she will be a wife, even if only a contractual bond.
Wearing a white wedding dress, Sarah sat next to her husband. Glancing for a moment, Ervan's handsome face with a coat attached to his body.
After ijab kabul. There is no happy hue on the faces of the two brides, as is commonly seen in the general bride.
The two of them just threw awkward smiles at each other. Coupled with their thoughts anchored in a different place.
After pinning each other's rings on each other's ring fingers, Ervan lands a kiss on Sarah's forehead.
Well-favoured. That was the word that came out from within Ervan's heart. Looking intensely at the bride who has officially become his wife.
"Come, it's time to welcome our guests outside."
Both of them just smile. Clasping each other's hands warmly, the two stepped towards the pelaminan.
Not just inviting relatives. But why so much.
Sarah flicked her steps for a moment, casting a glance at the guests seated waiting for their arrival.
"What's wrong?"
"none. I'm just surprised to see this many guests."
"They're all my family, though there are some distant relatives."
Seeing the arrival of the bride, the guests became enthusiastic. Some took it through their cell phone cameras. There were also those who only smiled while clapping their hands.
For example, the two singles sitting behind, far from the sight of the two brides. Usually, the guests attend the party by holding their respective partners. But that doesn't apply to both.
Alan and Tirta came together, like a couple. Sit in a corner while enjoying a meal.
"Tirta," called Alan who was only answered with a look in the eye. "do you not have a partner to invite?"
"You yourself? Didn't you make me accompany you last night?"
"Huh." huh." Alan sighed. "Look, that jerk. Between the three of us, he's like a mountain everest and now he's married before both of us."
"Better he gets married quickly, I don't want to accompany him to sleep for the rest of my life. Moreover, it has many rules, when I want to close my eyes."
"Mahaha ... Youre right. What do you think will happen to him tonight? Hihihi..."
Alan chuckled, imagining Ervan's first night.
"He won't touch her" Tirta said.
"No, I'm sure something will happen. You think men and women are in one blanket, nothing's gonna happen."
"That's if they have feelings. While that's ahead there, you know for yourself how."
"Tirta, you have to study harder. Despite not having feelings, you think you can sleep well, with someone teasing you on the bed."
Tirta stopped chewing, her gaze turning to the pair of brides who were busy greeting the guests, with a fake smile on their faces.
"No, I'm sure the iceberg isn't interested in him."
"You want a bet?"
"Betc?"
"Yes, if I win, I can ask you anything. If you lose, you can ask me anything, too."
"No, I don't want to. What if you win, then ask for an apartment and a luxury car."
PLAQUE, Alan pinned Tirta's head.
"You think I'm a loan shark or a matre woman."
"All right, let's bet. I'm sure they won't do anything."
"You sure?" ask Alan. Before saying his opinion. "if I were, they would definitely do it, even if it wasn't tonight."
"Agreed."
The two shook hands, as a sign of a legitimate agreement.
The music adds to the excitement, although the guests begin to leave the place, one by one.
Sarah who began to look tired, approached her son who is now under the supervision of a nanny.
"Is she crying?" sarah asked, after hugging the little guy.
"No, Miss. He's just a little fussy, for asking for food."
Sarah landed a kiss, then stepped over to her mother-in-law who was busy chatting with someone.
"Sarah," call mom. "introduce, this is Mama's brother."
Sarah reached out her hand, after saying her name.
"Honeymoon, come visit home."
"Honeymoon?"
Sarah looked at Ervan's mother, confused.
"Yes dear. You're going on your honeymoon next week. Mama accidentally didn't tell, as a surprise wedding gift."
Mama chuckled, watching the look on her daughter-in-law's face.
"Where is Aunt's house?"
"Auntie lives abroad, after marriage. Because, Aunt's husband is a stranger. Look there!"
Aunt Mila, pointing to a foreign man who was sitting with Ervan's father. Men with tall stature and white skin.
"You should come, Auntie's waiting for you."
"Yes, Aunt thank you."
Time shows at three o'clock in the afternoon. The wedding was over an hour ago.
Sarah just, clean her body. Now he is in Ervan's room.
"Have you taken a shower?"
"Yes." Yeah." Sarah answered without looking at her husband's face.
"Wait for me, we go out together to see my family."
"All right."
Ervan stepped into the bathroom. Meanwhile, Sarah laid her tired body, closed her eyes for a moment while waiting for her husband to finish.
CEKLEK, the bathroom door is open.
Just wrapped around the towel around his waist, Ervan walked over with his hair still wet and the smell of shampoo gushing out.
"He's sleeping?"
Staring at the wife who was asleep, with a position hugging the bolsters.
"Alright, this time I let you."
Ervan wears a t-shirt and shorts, closing the room door slowly. Then, walk down the stairs.
In the living room, his parents sat side by side with some people who rarely visited their homes.
The mother's brother who lives abroad and the uncle, the father's brother who is too busy even though they live in the same city.
"Where's your wife, Van?"
"He's asleep, Ma. Maybe fatigue."
"Yes, let it go."
Ervan took a sitting position, next to her mother.
"Uncle did not expect, apparently you already have a child. I thought, you won't get married, seeing your attitude being so cold. Haha...."
The sound of laughter filled the room. Ervan just smiled clumsyly.
"Your son is only ten months old. Maybe if I come next year, the house will be full of teams."
Laughing again, so did Ervan's parents.
Yes, yes, imagine you! I'm not gonna touch it.
Mother patted, her son's thighs were just stunned.
"Mom told Sarah about your honeymoon in Canada."
"When?"
"Next week. Papa has prepared everything you can go immediately."
"All right."
I need to find an excuse not to go there.