Don't Take My Love

Chapter 8

"What's that!" exclaimed Anette who gasped in shock. And the girl tried to collect her life and remember what had happened before.

"Dugh...dugh...dugh ...!"

Back Anita made a noise that morning. And made Anette remember that Anita was in the closet.

"Oh, Anita! he's already aware of it!" anette exclaimed furiously and she looked for the handkerchief she used last night to render Anita unconscious.

After finding a handkerchief and a small bottle that turned out to be on the table, Anette then poured the small bottle again into her handkerchief and opened the closet door where Anita was in it.

"Hi, can't be quiet!" anette snapped furiously, and how surprised Anita was when she saw the look on her twin sister's face that looked cruel and heard her voice that sounded judes.

"Hmm.emmm...!"

With all her might Anita asks to be released, although Anette knows what Anita means but she doesn't care. Anette pointed the handkerchief she had poured with the dope at the nose of her twin sister Anita.

Meanwhile, Anita who saw and responded to what her twin sister would do, tried to take a deep breath and then held it before the handkerchief reached her nose.

"Felt! from today I am Anita! I'm Damar's wife!" whispered Anette who then sat down crouching while sticking her handkerchief back to Anita's nose.

Aware of his brother's actions, Anita could not have fought him if he was bound. That's why Anita pretended to be unconscious.

Knowing her brother was helplessly limp, Anette smiled cynically.

"He..he...! I can finally beat you! I'll have your handsome future husband!" anette whispered with a triumphant smile and she then got up from her squatting seat.

Anette closed the closet door and locked it back. The twin sister Anita took her breath and threw it away slowly while re-reviewing her winning smile.

Then he immediately cleaned himself into the bathroom, and after that changed his clothes.

The wall clock shows at seven in the morning, after breakfast Anette immediately to the dressing room that has been provided to decorate the bride and her family.

In the dressing room was already waiting for the makeup artist and his two assistants. Anette immediately sat down on the chair that had been provided.

"Bak makes me beautiful!" pinta Anette commented on her smile.

"Oh, just relax! you are basically a beautiful bride. But I will make it more beautiful like a royal queen, because the bride today will be a queen a day a night!" said the makeup artist while commenting on her smile.

"I am also a makeup artist!" exclaimed Sunarti's mother who had been listening to Anette talk with the makeup artist.

"Ohw, of course, ladies and gentlemen, you both have wishes! he..he...!" said the makeup artist with a chuckle.

Then the makeup artist called his two assistants to decorate Bu Sunarti and also Mr. Suroso.

Although it looks relaxed, the makeup artist and his assistants take their duties seriously so that the results can satisfy those who have a celebration.

Before long, their makeup was done. Then they prepare to change clothes for the kobul hijab event for the first event, then proceed with the reception.

And it turns out that the change of clothes, Mr. Suroso and also Ms. Sunarti have already finished. Both of them set foot to the place to be used for the kobul ijab first.

"Let's get us there first!" take Ms. Sunarti while looking at her husband.

"Good Mom! can't wait to see our daughter and prospective daughter-in-law ijab later." said Mr. Suroso while commenting on his smile.

"Mother too, those who are getting married why are you so nervous? he.he...!" said Mrs Sunarti who smiled.

"Huh.ha..! maybe I thought of the time we used to be in ijab!" guess Mr. Suroso.

"Maybe sir! he.he...!" said Ms. Sunarti who while chuckling, then both of them came out of the bridal makeup room.

The two stepped towards the place where the event will be held kobul ijab between the two brides.

Suddenly Sunarti's mother sees there's another with her bride.

"Sir, it's not Anita! it's Anette!" ma'am Sunarti whispered to Mr. Suroso.

"You must have seen it wrong!" reply whispers Mr. Suroso.

"I gave birth and I bathed our twins sir! I know their differences!" whispered Miss Sunarti who looked agitated.

Mr. Suroso actually knew that his bride was indeed Anette, but he did not try to prevent it.

"You're right she's Anette, but we can't make this show mess up. Let Anette get married, I'll tell pak penghulu about the name that was changed." whispered Mr. Suroso who gave advice.

"Yes, even so Anette is also our child, but that's not fair to Anita sir!" whispered Miss Sunarti who was feeling anxious.

"It's Anita's problem we think about later. Now just assume there is nothing. Because if everyone knew, we would also be ashamed of the besan family. Because of Anette's behavior, which they know that Anette is also our child." whispered Mr. Suroso who made Ms. Sunarti silence and was forced to accept the decision of her husband.

Mr. Suroso then approached Naib or penghulu, regarding the name Anita replaced with Anette.

And before long besan's party also talked to the ruler.

After that, the wedding ceremony was also held.

"I married ananda Danar Sasmito bin Sasmito to my daughter named Anette Yuwono with a dowry in the form of a set of cash prayer tools.” said Ijad reading from the penghulu representing Pak Suroso.

"I accept her marriage and marry Anette Yuwono binti Suroso with her dowry, cash.” said the groom.

"Huh?" ask the two brides' witnesses.

"Well!"

"Well!"

Excite everyone who attended the event kabul ijab.

"Thank God..!" say everything.

"Please exchange rings and kiss hands and kiss forehead. You are legal husband and wife from now on.

And for the first time by a husband to his wife after kabul ijab is showing affection.

By giving a ring to the bride and vice versa, then kiss the wife's forehead or rub her head (tubes) while praying blessings for the wife. While rubbing, the groom reads the following prayer:

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