Dusk Rainbow

My surgaku angel

The ballroom that was transformed into a magnificent palace was now filled with invited guests. The sparkling lights make the atmosphere of the room more stunning. Events after events are neatly arranged has been announced an MC.

Islamic songs performed by male musicians with melodious pampering the ears. Syakila and Afif have also been met on a peraminan after undergoing customary procession. The radiance of happiness adorns the faces of the two brides who look graceful and dashing with their clothes.

Syakila wore a swarovski-studded luxury pink dress. It has a wide ball gown cut like a royal princess. Likewise with Afif who also wear a suit with the same color. They are like queens and kings who stupefied all eyes.

Don't forget the second bride. Couples who married a few months ago are no less the center of attention of all guests. The very romantic couple was able to hypnotize everyone with his appearance which was also blinding to the eyes. Who else if not Devan and Raisya who are currently in the middle of the invited guests.

After the marriage contract Afif and Syakila did not meet each other. The two were busy with their respective families, and this was the second meeting after they had legitimately become husband and wife.

"Are you happy?" asked Afif who was currently sitting next to Syakila.

"Why do you ask like that?" Silently asked back in a whisper, his eyes kept staring at the busy guest taking his picture from the front.

"I just want to make sure."

"I'm happy" answered Syakila timidly.

The long chair, decorated with various flowers, was a silent witness to the conversation of the bride and groom before they were preoccupied with the one who congratulated them. 

"Sister, I want to go to the room." On the other hand, Raisya looks spoiled and occasionally grimaces, his body getting fat makes himself uncomfortable if he has to sit for a long time. Not only that, in fact the dress she wore also made Raisya feel burdened with luxury.

Devan grabbed Raisya's hand and held her towards the side of the stage.

"You wait here!" Devan leaves Raisya for a moment.

Not long ago the female MC clapped and gave an announcement to guests to be silent for a moment.

While Devan was busy with music guides, each other had a slightly tense argument.

"Okay, thanks for the attention." The MC smiled, his eyes surrounding the rest of the guests calmer. 

"I was involved with the next appearance which was certainly special. Someone who will contribute a song called Angel Surgaku, and this song is devoted to all the women he loves, from his mother, wife and sisters."

Everyone asked each other, people were curious about the figure that would appear.

"Who would want to perform, why call mom?" Syakila wondered.

Afif shrugged both of his shoulders and stared at the side of the stage a little away from the band.

"You must be impatient. I am also impatient. Instead of being curious, we'd better just look at the appearance of Devan Rahardjo with his wife."

The boisterous applause was heard from behind the stage which made Raisya goosebumps. His heart rhymes faster between gerogi and shame.

"Sister ___"

Devan landed his finger on Raisya's lips and pulled his waist so that there was no distance between the two.

"Tonight was not only a feast for Syakila, but for you, the woman who had been patient with me all this time, accepted my flaws and was willing to be my guardian."

Forced Raisya to nod and follow Devan's steps.

After Devan and Raisya were on stage, the applause was even more festive than the presence of the top artists.

Devan picks up the microphone from the MC and pulls Raisya's wrist forward. Mother rounded her eyes, surprised by Devan and Raisya who were already standing on the stage. 

"This song I dedicate to my beloved mother." Devan looked at the mother who was beside Syakila.

"The wife that I love, and the sisters that I care about," he added. 

Asyifa, Daffa and Daffi came forward and were right in front of Devan and Raisya.

"And this song is representative of Dad, me and the twins."

Song begins

Every human being has a love

Which must be kept in its sanctity

But there are people who are helpless

When a lie comes to the throne

Devan tightens his grip, channeling love through the touch of his hand, gaze and also the song verse he sang.

I want him

Who has loyal

Who are able to maintain its purity

When I wasn't around

I'm far away from her

Amanah also became his guard.

Devan and Raisya, who had been staring at each other in front, were now facing each other and exchanging views.

Your heart is my refuge

From the silence of my night

My God approved that

Thou

Surgaku Angel

Unwittingly, Raisya tears when Devan touches her cheek, she does not expect to get a special gift from her husband on the night of the former reception.

No one understands

All my shortcomings

Unless you're my bidad

Forgive me

With my stupidity

Who cannot guide you

Devan cupped his hands in front of Raisya begging to accompany him, and finally Raisya pointed the microphone towards his lips.

Raisya

Your heart is my refuge

From the silence of my night

My God approved that

Made you my husband

I am

Bidadari.

Devan grabbed Raisya's body, not caring about the sound of screams that were increasingly echoing filled his ears. Surely the embrace was a sign of everything he never devoted to Raisya.

And finally the two continued the song in unison until the finish.

Both

Your heart is my refuge

From the silence of my night

My God approved that

Made you my partner

You are (i am)

My heavenly angel (from your paradise)

My heavenly angel (from your paradise)

My heavenly angel (from your paradise)

"Again again." exclaimed all the guests who were under the stage, precisely in front of Devan and Raisya. 

"Sorry, it's free here so just once, if anyone calls for my gig ready, that's important pay."

Everyone laughed at Devan's absurd rant.

Although the sound is flat, but all the guests are amused by the look of Devan which will definitely not happen for the second time.

"That's your son, Dad. There's-there's just, it's falsified, the support again" said mother while shaking.

"He who I admire the most, I used to waste him, but now he's mature and responsible. I'm proud of him, he's so amazing."

Your suffering from the womb is now over and bears sweet fruit. At all times you always pray that you are given happiness equal to what you once did. 

Syakila moved from her seat in the company of Afif, a very graceful woman in her wedding dress came up on stage approaching Devan and Raisya. 

"Do you like the song?" devan asked Syakila who was already by his side. 

"Like, thank you, brother, because among the other gifts, the most special sister song. I'm a darling, Brother."

Syakila hugged Devan and Raisya alternately, saying thanks over and over to the two. 

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