Damar For Kinanti

orchids that dangle..

Morning, exactly at seventy-thirty, all the big families gathered.

The terrace of the two-story house looks more beautiful because the pillar is decorated by a flower arrangement in such a way.

Orchids and roses dangle beautifully where, not to mention a series of jasmine blown by the light wind, make the atmosphere look sacred and solemn.

Although simple but clearly visible to the eyes of the villagers that is being held a special event in one of the large family houses Damar.

The terrace and yard of the house are filled with families who are busy talking while waiting for the ruler to come.

" Iki piye - tho? manten lanange kok mecucu wae.. (this how? why the groom pouted.)" pak dhe Darwis patted Yoga's tense shoulders.

The man was of course handsome as usual, but today he looked brighter and his aura was more radiated with a tall jawi suit,

jawi yangkep is a classic groom's shirt, in the form of a beskap top that is usually black, but because today it is specifically for the contract, so the two substitutes are compatible using white, white, not to forget the subordinates of the array, as a complement. of course blangkon and keris.

" I'm sorry mas.. jasmine.." the perias approached, putting a fresh jasmine necklace on Yoga, of course Yoga was only silent and obedient.

" It's a mas.." the fairy turned polite and walked away.

Mr. dhe Darwis looked at Yoga while shaking his head, shaking his head,

" Your handsome pancen is lee." said the dhe sir with a big smile.

" Lha bojomu durung mari tho?( is your wife not done yet?)" ask the wife of Mr. Dhe Darwis approaching.

" It doesn't seem like budhe. budhe just look inside." replied Yoga still with his stiff face.

" Even disturb budhe later, budhe just wait." said the budhe sitting in one of the empty seats close to her husband.

Damar can be seen walking from a distance, it is neat and handsome with black pants and batik long sleeves, his hair is also cut thin to make it look neater.

His tall and sturdy body made all eyes unwillingly look at him.

Her skin is ripe, though,

his thick eyebrows and pointed nose certainly made him look very masculine.

Damar is not as handsome as the bright-skinned Yoga, but Damar has its own charm that is quite strong.

Even just by walking in the crowd he already looks attractive, even some Yoga colleagues who are women to pay attention to Damar from top to bottom.

" Pengulu has been on the road, tell Dinda quickly out," said Damar when he was in front of Yoga and pak dhe Darwis.

" Yes, yeah.." Yoga got up, and immediately walked into the house by lifting a little of his line so that his steps were a little wide.

" Well.this is the father of our businessman..?!" seda sir dhe patted Damar's arm.

" Alah. pak dhe.." said Damar to review the smile.

" Is your wife healthy, lee?"

" Alhamdulillah mr. dhe, already seven streets.ask his prayer sir dhe.."

" yes it must be in prayer tho lee.. piye cravings opo ae..?"

Damar smiled at the question of his dhe sir, that,

" Is it even mesem..?"

" i am. wong who cravings that I am not him." replied Damar,

" iyo tho?! rowdy! the sign will be your coffee photo iki le..?!"

" who do you want to look like, dhe sir? wong I'm his father." said Damar laughing wide.

Dinda's ready with her new flea white kebaya.

Kebaya full of sequins on the chest and neck, impressed luxurious yet light.

Added with a solo bun princess decorated with ayu malangan sari and red roses next to the bend of the bun,

The color of lipstick that matches the color of the rose makes Dinda look beautiful and graceful.

Unlike the Kinanti that used to look graceful and calm,

the look of Dinda looks sexy and attractive, red lipstick makes Dinda look very mature and mysterious.

" It's been mbak.. I say goodbye first." said mbak perias after adding lipstick Dinda.

Dinda smiled as she nodded,

and the perias immediately lifted his stuff out of the Yoga room.

" Ayu mbak." said Dinda's sister who had been sitting at the end of the room without a sound.

" Kabeh wong lek in pacak i yo ayu nduk. (everyone in make up is beautiful nduk.)" replied Dinda.

" Sexy Din.." chirps Kinanti,

" hot opo?!"

" Lha is indeed sexy.I can't wait to see the expression Yoga.." Kinanti.

" It's Nan, don't talk about that shitty creature.."

" haha..!" Kinanti could not help herself, she laughed.

" Ohhhhh..!" dinda, firmly,

" Lha yes.. already want a marriage contract is still noisily like a child..?! but he deserves to behave like that, anyway,

especially if you look at you now, wahh, his heart must be itchy and his lips must be longer..

you really look amazing, Din?!" kinanti said seriously but still in light laughter.

" Aren't you and Ms Winda the one who suggested make up like this??" Dinda glazed over, her face looking tense.

" Right, and it turns out our choice wasn't wrong, was it? so beautiful of you Yoga must be itchy..

I can't imagine the look on his face when the guy out there looks at you.." Again Kinanti could not help but laugh.

" All that comes is family.."

" Eh. did you forget there were friends? after all, the jealousy of Yoga is not choose choose, want family does not. hit flat..!" Kinanti.

" Husse..! is my sister here?!"

" uh..! huh?!" Kinanti hurriedly closed her mouth.

" gig! poke! tock!" the sound of the door knocking.

" If it comes out quickly, penghulu already want to arrive?!" the sound of yoga from outside.

" Well that's your prince?! live long!" said Kinanti again laughing, really today Kinanti really looks happy and cheerful.

The young unglued kaftan he wore added to his elegance.

His cheeks are blushed on nuanced peach and cheeks that are also getting rounder from day to day it makes it look ranum, like a red apple that is ready to pick.

Kinanti of course looks adorable, no less beautiful with the bride even though her stomach now looks big.

" okay! we're out in a minute!" answer Kinanti in a loud voice.

" Well, let's go out, develop your smile.take care of your yoga.." Invite Kinanti to pull Dinda's arm.

Dinda came out of the room, she walked slowly because her array was too narrow.

Beside him was Kinanti and her younger sister.

Yoga, Damar, Dinda's stepfather and the old family of Yoga and Dinda's family were already sitting neatly in line.

As Kinanti expected, Yoga was stunned for a moment when he saw Dinda was really different today.

But Yoga hurriedly lowered his gaze when Dinda was already sitting beside him.

Penghulu who had just come with her assistant sat in front of Yoga and Dinda.

" Is everything complete?" ask penghulu, please,

" it is complete sir. dowry and witness," said Damar quickly, he sat not far from Yoga.

When the ruler was busy reading the paper containing the information on the table, the,

Yoga silently extended his hand towards Dinda and grabbed her right hand.

Dinda did not expect Yoga would do the thing that makes Dinda teny at a time like this.

The man's hands felt cold and tense.

Though not the first marriage, but somehow the tension that Yoga feels is extraordinary.

Seeing the tense and stiff Yoga, Dinda stroked the back of Yoga's hand, making the man stare at Dinda who was right sitting next to him.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Without Yoga and Dinda realized, from now on the behavior of both of them was noticed by people around them, including the pak pengulu.

" Wahh. mantene wes ora patience iki.(wah. bride is already impatient this.)" pak pengghulu sedene made the whole room boisterous laughter.