Charm Wife Titipan

21. The Failed Insults

This morning, Nimas was standing under the hotel room staring at the mirror in front of him. White kebaya and various makeup that stick to the face and also the head make Nimas make a graceful and more mature figure, but does not reduce the impression of his father.

"Is there anything less or less in the heart?" ask perias.

"That's enough. This is more than enough," replied Nimas sweetly.

Must be happy Nimas. Getting married to Shaka doesn't mean you forget your first love. You remember Bryan in your heart and mind doesn't mean you can't appreciate Shaka. Shaka and Bryan are different people, but you have to make the same amount of space in your heart. Bismillah.

After enough self-sufficiency, Nimas is flanked by his parents to join the others. Already there are Shaka, pak Penghulu and some families from Shaka who filled the big room. The Nimas family was not told much because of this sudden marriage.

The heart that was originally fine arrived rowdy when his footsteps climbed into the room that many flower decorations there. Nimas occasionally glanced at the entire corner of the room which was all pink flowers. A happy smile could not be hidden by the girl. He loves the concept of marriage he chose and fortunately Shaka really granted it.

If Nimas sparkles because of the concept that is accompanying the sacred event, another case with Shaka who also looks sparkling when seeing Nimas. The girl who was going to be his wife in a matter of hours was very charming of him.

"Nimas, you are beautiful" Shaka said with a whisper.

Nimas immediately lowered his head as he blushed. Somehow the shape of her current face, makeup and a red face blushing into one.

"Are you guys ready? Can we start the ijab qobulnya?"

"Ready, sir," Shaka replied steadily.

In the next two seconds, Shaka's hand shook Mr. Penghulu's hand and a string of beautiful sentences describing his promise to God sounded loud, firm, and smooth.

LEGITIMATE

That one word finally sounded clear in the ears of the two, even everyone who was there heard that word.

Shaka and Nimas continue the ritual sequence as usual.  Every move Shaka and Nimas just stared at by the look of hatred and anger from both parents Shaka and Raisa who somehow the girl was even present there, wouldn't that hurt for her? Why did he force me to come?

Twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Shaka invites Nimas to rest in the room. In addition to the break they will also replace the dress that should be worn for the reception which is generally held at night. Shaka deliberately immediately continued the reception after the meeting so that Nimas was not too tired with the event that his own wedding.

The break for the bride and groom was used very well by both of Shaka's parents. They sat down joined by his two coats who were also wearing the same clothes as them.

A little surprised by Ms. Marissa's words, but both Nimas' parents put on a normal face and did not take Ms. Marissa's words seriously. Just a joke. A joke that is not funny to be exact.

"I'm Rahma and My husband is Ridwan. Glad to be able to message you guys," said Bu Rahma while offering a hand sign of recognition.

However, the hand movements made by Bu Rahma were not welcomed by the two, instead their mocking gazes were thrown. And the throw was quite accepted by both of Nimas' parents. Slowly, Rahma lowered her hand.

"Obviously you're happy to be with us. We're people, our level is way above yours. Everyone who is like you, would be happy if besanananan with us. But unfortunately we didn't, because you guys were just some kind of sledgehammer stuck to a tree. There's no luck." Ms. Marissa spoke as if she were an innocent saint.

A liverache? Of course, not a single human would be fine if humiliated like that. And it was only natural that Nimas' parents would respond to the insult with anger, but both chose not to do so. They responded casually even though his heart was currently slicing with pain.

"If you feel very far above our level, you shouldn't have to look for profit anymore. If you already have everything, you should not expect others to give. What is lacking until you want to profit from us at this low level?" said Mr. Ridwan with low intonation and friendly, but there is no hospitality in every word.

"Who expects anything from you? Come on, Ma, let's get out of here. They are indeed our besan, but that does not mean we have to get along with them. Good thing their house is far from our house, so not too embarrassed." The bucket-mouthed Mr. Malik snarled at his wife by giving an annoyed look at her iron.

"Well, why are they? They were very visible judging someone by treasure, then why did they approve of Shaka's marriage to our son?" ask Ms. Rahma confused.

"Dad doesn't know either. Maybe it was Shaka who managed to convince both of his parents. Don't think about it, Mom. What matters is that Shaka loves our son. The most important thing is her."

"Who said Shaka loved your son?" the same sahut Raisa has no manners. Somehow Shaka's story can rattle the girl once.

"Shaka's parents were forced to give them their blessing to marry, as Nimas was pregnant with the child of her older brother Shaka. The woman Shaka loves is me" Raisa said with a jumawa.

Dying for a moment, that was how Nimas' parents felt. His life was somehow taken to where by the words of Raisa. Both breasts feel tight and have difficulty breathing.

"May you ask yourself Shaka or Nimas." Raisa left after feeling successful in making the two old men feel shocked.

"Let's ask them this, Dad. A sudden marriage should make us sensitive to this," said Ms. Rahma about to go to the building.

"Don't, don't just. We'll wait until the show's over. We ask them this nicely. Don't use emotions, Mom. If it is true what the woman said earlier, it means Shaka is good and has a reason why he married Nimas when he was pregnant with the child of his brother. We still need an explanation as to why her brother is not responsible. That means we need a long time and a lot. If we do now, it will ruin this event. Poor Shaka, he's good."

"He's good because he feels guilty that one of his family members is defiling our son. I don't want to be here, I want to go home." Ms. Rahma left in a hurry to get out of the building, then followed by Mr. Ridwan.