
Oh Allah, is this decision that I have taken, I fear God what if the man I marry likes to play hands, or maybe he is very old, not the prospective husband kak salwa has entered the age of three heads yes, pantes aja kak Salwa run away.
My mind went everywhere imagining my life after this marriage. It's the most important thing to live first and then can ask for a divorce anyway I'm a substitute.
After I finished wearing the wedding dress and make up ritual aunt Yuni fan kak David took me and led me to the place to be made to say ijab kabul.
My heart is beating unbecoming. There is anxiety and fear also worry to be one until it feels like my hands are cold.
I lowered my head not daring to look at the people who had been waiting for me to come out even to see the face of the man who was soon to marry me I did not dare, I did not dare, I really cursed myself for this bad fate.
perhaps some people who have known and know Salwa, they have been asking questions since when Salwa wore a veil. What else heard the name mentioned when Ijabkabul is not the name Salwa sabrina but Princess Zahra.
his voice sounded very melodious when he said the sacred promise made me think and second-guess the face of the man who is now officially my husband and when I raised my head to celebrate how shocked I was.
"God, handsome," I murmured softly but it seemed that he could still hear the word I had just said. Because I see he sniffs and increasingly adds to his good looks.
"There's still plenty of time for you to look at my handsome face, so stop looking at me." My eyeballs were perfectly rounded as he said it near my ear with a sharp look.
Basic Narcissist is handsome but too confident very he is. The handsome is handsome but his words are cold.
"Dala, you take care of the show that's here. I'm tired and go straight home." Arga stood up and pulled my hand away from that place.
"Well, sir," said a tall and handsome man named Mandala.
"Sir, if you go then what about the event here and what about our company?" aunt Yani prevented Mr. Arga's departure.
Mr. Arga did not respond to aunt Yani's question and continued his steps away from there still faithfully dragging me like a sheep.
"You can let go of my hand, this hurts tau. You're holding it too tightly." Tukas ku while trying to take off the grip of his hand when it was outside the building.
"You, where's that call from?" said Arga while taking off his grip.
"You mean?" I'm even confused.
"Suami, replace your call with the word husband, otherwise what your family wants will not be realized." Threatened him while pushing me into the car.
"Why remain silent, I never mess with my words" he said again.
"Yes, I'll call An... I mean Husband, I'll call Husband," I said as I sniffled though I was sure he couldn't see my smile because it was blocked with my veil.
"Good, I love a submissive rabbit."
What a rabbit I equated with a brazen bunny Husband.
Just try I have not hijrah wearing a scarf and veil I have tamol nih the head of the husband from earlier. Eh Husband why I call him with the word husband very smoothly yes.
Do not-don't heheheh why I'm not clear gini anyway. Astagfirullahaladzim apos.
By the way he will take me to his house, right yes, actually who the hell is this guy why he just agreed to me to be a substitute for kak salwa huh? and also brother Salwa stupid really rejects people as handsome as this, but Salwa brother there is a point also the person is handsome attitude that loh Arogan really can not be helped.