Created Destiny

Embarrassments

'Your most beautiful sacred moment will be pinned by Alya. I as your cousin and best friend are very happy and willing to give yourself into the arms of the right man. Wish you all the best.'

The peach-colored Bridesmaid dress is perfectly wrapped. My curly long hair was intentionally broken. And polish my face thin to make it look fresher. High heels that are not too high add to my elegant impression. Mom and Dad are ready and ready. The three of us arrived early because the family line was required to attend first and completely.

"I don't know, Alya was married before you. Mama wants you first. Let's hurry up nimang grandson. Hihi...."

"Damnah.... Mama what the hell. Mama forgot yes, that Jihan just broke her heart. Finding a sincere guy is hard."

"Newly aware of you. Therefore, so the woman is not too happy to be persuaded by men with crocodile mouths. And don't look too cheap."

"What a rude man he said. There's no softness in the same way as a child."

1 Hour drive to Alya's house. This part is a bit stuck. But it all paid off with the excitement I admired Alya's decor. Though, my shadow would marry David first. Uh, it failed and I was wearing a Bridesmaid dress for the first time. Fuck fate.

First impressions at the Salim family society. It must have started with a stale base asking for news. And will never be separated from the chatter and tangent allude to the problem of children. Basically the mouth of a gossiping mother. They smoothly asked the news of the rumors breaking up me and David.

With their hearts still high, my Ketus answers came out so that they would be satisfied and finish. Papa's family is very high in respect of treasure, throne and dignity. Maybe, that's the time that made me go down a bit of the hereditary nature of the Salim family. Proud and ambitious. What Ever!!

Linger chatting with family and guests who began to arrive very bored me. Moreover, I don't have any close friends I can talk to.

"Bother Alya, may I?"

I asked where Alya was. Mami Mayang Alya's mother mentioned that Alya was still in her room.

Sliding the door of the room that surprised the owner of the room.

"Jihan...." Cepika cepiki long distance, because Alya is almost finished polished.

"Lo is so beautiful."

"Lo's too pretty so my Braidsmade. Afraid of wrong spells. Hihi...."

"What the hell lo."

"Sorry yes, I did ransack you. This was your dream first."

"It's ok Baby. I feel more comfortable being single." They also laugh crisply.

Now, Jihan and the other Braidsmade friends are waiting in line. Waiting for the groom to come. Alya was still in her room. Later, after there were signs of the bridegroom arriving, then Alya went down and the other Braidsmade accompanied Alya to the guarantee.

"You're Jihan, right, Alya's cousin? I know, I'm Ocha." Other Braidsmade Sapa.

Jihan did not return Ocha's hanging palm. Very tempting lips julid other Braidsmade.

"Songong really."

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Quite a long time the group of prospective grooms present, it is enough to electrify the family of women and guests. And the formation of Groomsman and Braidsmade walk slowly accompanied the second step the bride will be met and pinned a halal love in her kabul ijab. A very tear-draining sacred moment. So too with the happy-go-lucky Jihan.

The show still looks long running. Now, the tense atmosphere had turned carefree. Everyone enjoys the series of events from start to finish. Some were joking, dancing, eating and gossiping.

Only Jihan herself who had been at home stood in the corner near the expanse of Artificial Lake ala Alya family residence. According to him, breathing fresh air in the presence of the vastness of the lake lightened the burden of the mind that bothered him a little.

"Bro, from earlier yes, I really salfok the same fierce girl. Real pretty. If only girls don't jutek-jutek very, want me ama him."

Pandu understands the direction of Yogi's conversation. Guidance eyes were directly directed straight towards Jihan.

"Will he be with you? Very nice pede."

"Yeah. I don't want to either. Nyeremin. Look at noh, no one wants to take him."

Pandu so remembered one incident that made him confused since yesterday. The incident where he accidentally saw Jihan arguing with a man who he argued was his lover. There, Pandu slightly saw Jihan walking quickly while crying. The man apologized and was not cared for by the woman.

'What weight did he think? To the point of being very comfortable on the edge of the lake continues.' Inner Pandu speaking.

An event host MC announced or appealed to the jombloners and the Groomsman Braidsmade to gather in the middle because of the throwing of the flower bucket from the two brides. The myth is, anyone who managed to get the flower bucket, then he is the one who will soon get married next. Jihan who had been forcibly pulled by her mother only according to following the ridiculous myth.

Begin to arise cries of anxiety when the two brides repeatedly throw a flower bucket towards the back.

In a countdown the MCs started fumbling.

"THREE.... TWO.... ONE!!!"

Flower buckets floated past several vanguards. The initial view of Jihan who did not care about the exciting moment also changed. For some reason, Jihan's eyes began to focus and hypnotized towards the floating flower bucket that was getting closer and closer to her.

'Why are flowers on me?'

Jihan's eyes are growing. Hands began to rise to reach the flower bucket. A flower bucket that turns a little past Jihan. Spontaneously, Jihan's silent body had now shifted 1 step back while turning her body 180 degrees and.... 'HAP', he succeeded.

The flower was precisely caught by Jihan accompanied by the rumbling sounds of the cries of the guests. However, his foot as an unstable focus restrained Jihan's spontaneous movements. As a result, his body smeared and hit the body of someone who was behind him. Equally unable to withstand the burden, they also escaped falling and fell to the ground.

THE BAMMM!

Jihan knows, this is not the best moment for her. He would be ashamed if his eyes were wide open. However, he understood very well his current position was above the body of someone he had crashed into.

"GUIDE....!!"

That name was what Jihan heard from the noise of the people around her. The head that was originally bowed in shame now began to slowly lift. The eyelids that he closed now slowly he opened. Jihan's eyes met directly with Pandu's shady eyes. Stiff and silent.

MC's call resuscitated those who were still loyal to each other stared. Laughing accompaniment, hysterical cheers and shouts mixed into the eardrums of Jihan and Pandu.

"Astaghfirullah...." The new guide realized his current position was very untrue.

Jihan quickly stood up justifying her position. Likewise with Pandu who clean his outfit from wet grass stains resulting from their landing. Jihan was filled with shame when she caught the sight of people around her as if laughing and enjoying the unlucky moment.

BUGH!

1 punch in the belly of the Guide he received. Enough to make Pandu grimace in pain.

"HEY!.... What a chance I have to keep hitting me!!"

"A chance? Meanin?"

Pandu who became a victim even he was accused.

"Ooo. He is a friend of Raska. Do you remind us that we met at Mo Bar when you and your friend were caught with paid women? You Weep!!"

"Astaghfirullah's.... Please don't be so reckless...."

The conversation stops as the MCs begin to approach them. With his ignorant flirting, the MC dragged the two of them to the stage to get closer to the bride.

"Here dong first! This is so sweet...."

Even from a distance, Raska and Alya smiled with excitement to see his best friend who was cornered in their funny moment.

"Damn...."

"Remain...."

The screams of Raska and Alya that greeted his two best friends.

"Look at our son! Moga to be a match. Amen...."

"What the hell is Ma?! Don't be so careless when you talk!"

Mama Jihan was also stunned by the unexpected moment.

"Duhhh. Get to know dong! Let's both know about us." MC seduced them both.

"Who's your name is beautiful?"

"Damn!" Ketus tone.

"If you are Bro?"

"guide." Quieter than Jihan.

"Aw.. aw. This is what got your flowers, Jihan. But, I don't know why the two of you even fell spoiled. Like there is already a sign that, if you two are suitable to be juxtaposed. Hihah.... We're gonna be emezz...."

The MC made a move as if hitting the arms of Pandu and Jihan. Which was very inviting laughter all the other guests and event organizers.

"Is this a good sign for both of you. I mean, that soul mate. Cie...."

Jihan's eyes immediately glared towards the MC.

"Iihhh."

Haha.... (All laughing).

Pandu was also followed by laughing at the MC's speech.

"So, I asked the newlyweds. These guys are you two, right? What's the short message for the two of them?"

Alya who was very enthusiastic immediately snatched the mic from the MC's hand.

"Jihan. Don't you two be fooled. You're a single Han. So yes, yes! Please...." Code to Jihan and Pandu.

Pandu is confused by not expecting the statement of Alya his best friend's wife.

"That's right."

"NO!! Here, the flowers are for you. Stupid noh, with a wall!!"

Flower bucket forcefully given Jihan to Pandu. Quite hilarious and certainly always able to imprint in the memory of Pandu and Jihan.

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