Duren Palm

Weddings

Veno sits on the balcony of the house. He saw a thick paper depicting him as well as Shinta. The two were posing like kings and queens who were in love drunk. Looking at each other in the position of Shinta lying on her lap. So look friendly and beautiful especially with the backgroud prewedding seat of the royal throne. Veno smiled. She bought her wedding invitation paper.

Re-crossing memories of past events. How a silly idea succeeded in deceiving the mother to finally bless their marriage. With the capital plaster, duct tape and a bag containing a little blood-colored fluid, able to melt the heart of his mother is so hard. He knew, if only relying on persuasion, the mother would never care.

Have a day of comparison.

Wonderland-themed party was held at the Safira hotel. Beautiful white magnificent decorations fill the hotel ballroom with chandelier lights adorn the ceiling of the building. The party was so trendy because there was Yulia's interference in it.

The two brides were as dazzling as the prince and princess of the king. Both smiles are so meaningful. There was happiness and sadness in that one lip pull. They wonder how long the road they have to go to get together.

Tonight, so many guests came. From artists to designers also attended Veno's wedding. Even many of her acquaintances commented on how lucky Yulia was to get Shinta. Beautiful young girl to be a daughter-in-law. A little treat his already injured ego.

***

Veno bent. Open the car door.

"Mi, thank you very much" Veno said as he looked at Mami's face. There seemed to be a hint of sadness in the brown eyeball of the woman who had given birth to her.

Yulia was silent. Turn away faces. Again the arrogance that is like ingrained does not let him smile or talk. However, in the recesses of the heart, he still approved of the marriage. The marriage of the child is always happy until the end of life.

"Come sir, go!" yulia's words still sounded haughty.

The car moved slowly away from the hotel. Veno waved to the mother who was going back to America.

****

In the hotel room. Shinta had replaced her heavy dress with a nightgown. More precisely the lingerie provided by the hotel.

He sat looking at the reflection of his face in the mirror. Cold sweat started to pour. Many times he wiped his face with a tissue. Shinta's restless. Remembering her who is now legally a wife. Especially with a super-thin nightgown, making him shudder in horror, imagining what he should do tonight.

Dert ...dert ....

His phone vibrated and the name Rianti was there.

"Cumsho, Shin. Sorry I can't come. You see, my body is very heavy" said Rianti who was across the phone. He was so sorry he could not attend the wedding of his best friend and brother-in-law.

"Yes Ri. Nothing," Shinta answered briefly. His voice sounded vibrating.

"Why? nervous huh?" rianti said, flirting.

Shinta took a deep breath. He doesn't want to joke when he's upset.

Rianti chuckled amusedly. Hearing Shinta's unfriendly voice made her want to prick her more.

"Eh Shin's. The first night was sick. Trust me, " said Rianti in a voice that sounded serious. Making Shinta frown and scowl her slowly. It is undeniable that is what he fears tonight.

"You said it used to feel like your body was split in two. But it's actually more than that."

Shinta was silent. Now he bites his fingernails. Occasionally hold your breath.

"The pain is radiating ampe to the crown. Perih, pain, pain. Rich feet but forced to wear shoes. Ngiluuu," added Rianti again who sounded so enthusiastic about teasing his best friend.

Shinta's lips twitched. The heart starts beating fast. Hearing Rianti's babble made her guts shrink even more.

"Ih paan anyway. I'm closed!"

He violently pressed the screen of the phone. Put it on the hotel dresser. His face grew fiercer when he saw the reflection of Veno's face that was already standing behind. He stood up, flipped over and faced Veno.

"When is it there?" ask Shinta who looks nervous.

"Just now. But why is your face so flat. Who's the nelfon?" veno asked as he approached, astonished at Shinta's agitation.he wrapped a water circle attached to Shinta's forehead with a tissue there.

"Oh .. that's Rianti," Shinta answered accordingly. He tried to hide the growing fear.

Veno just 'oh' without a sound. He looked at Shinta's face intensely. A smooth, tapered face that is now legitimate belongs to him. He lifted Shinta's chin and stared fixedly at the bead. "You're beautiful, Beb .." he said.

Shinta sculpting. Grazed repeatedly. His heart was getting so that it felt like his legs suddenly limp. He slowly shifted his body, about to leave. However, Veno quickly pulls Shinta's hand until the bodies of the two stick together perfectly.

Shinta is back. Want to make a sound but Veno first carried it without turning his eyes. What was that look? Shinta's mind is getting more turbulent. Moreover, Rianti's rant was still so powerfully heard in the ears.

"Mas, what do you want? Why am I being carried?" tanyanya pretended not to know.

Veno smiled. He was worried about Shinta's expression which was clearly visible when he was anxious. He still walked and put his wife's body on the bed that was studded with red petals.

Shinta lay down, grabbed the blanket and pressed it against the chest. He still looked seriously at Veno who had opened his suit and shirt.

"Why would you like to do something?" ask Shinta again. The clenching in the chest is getting more and more crazy. Several times he swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.

"You want what's in your brain?" sahut Veno, ambiguous.