Fistfuls

Mama's Wedding

For Gita time passes so quickly, until unwittingly the wedding day of the Mama is in sight, tomorrow morning to be exact. Even though his heart is still fragile, not ready to accept everything, despite repeatedly trying to be sincere and willing, it still feels like it still leaves tightness in the chest.

The crowd in his house did not make the girl moved to join the gathering down there, under the pretext of working on revising his script, even though he only collapsed while playing a mobile phone and occasionally daydreaming when remembering the fate of his romance.

Repeatedly exhaled his heavy breath, but his heart still remained the same tightness, as tight as he felt. As usual he called the brother to pour out all the anxiety he felt, hoping his heart to be calmer, but repeatedly he contacted his brother, repeatedly he got rejection, too, until a message came into his phone.

'What else is it? Again the same discussion is temen-temen, later tonight aja ya'

Gita clucked read the message of his twin, the heart of course let his sister upset, one more important why did not come home on the happy day of the mother.

Thinking about it made Gita even more upset, again sighing heavily.

Not coming home on Mama's happy day

Gita writes a message with an annoyed emoticon ending.

More upset when there is no reply from the brother, making him throw the phone in any direction, no matter the phone will be damaged. Choosing to see his favorite Korean drama, hoping that the gala will disappear, or even increase because he watched a drama that drained tears.

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"Come in, the door is not in the key" said Gita without looking at the door, he pretended to do the thesis. When he heard the knock on the door, he switched to his script assignment, leaving the drama still half-game.

"Why Van? Do you want to be with Gita?" chirp the Gita again without looking towards the source of the sound. He immediately guessed if it was Revan from the perfume that flashed in his sense of smell. A masculine perfume that seemed familiar and he thought it was Revan, because only Revan dared to go into his room. There's no way Aunt Arin's son is, because he's not that close to her.

Revan and his mother have been coming since noon, but his father can only come tomorrow, on the grounds there is a meeting with a client tonight. I don't know according to Gita it's only the reason for the Papa, because he knows very well the Papa still hopes to be back with Mama, even though it may not happen.

"No, the miss is a chatty girl who has been hell-bent since," replied the person who had just entered.

Gita was flabbergasted to hear the man's answer, no, it was not the answer that surprised her but the voice. Without ba bi bu Gita immediately jumped from the bed and then lunged at someone who had just entered his room. Almost that person fell because of the sudden attack of Gita, fortunately he was still at the door and could lean on the door leaf that he accidentally closed.

"Abang! Put me in prank!" Gita hit the back of the young man who was none other than her twin sister.

Hafidz chuckled at Gita sulking, she deliberately went home without telling anyone, as a surprise. But his sister continued to terrorize him by calling him non-stop, upsetting him a little and sneering at every call from the Gita.

"Where's the surprise? Seneng right?" ask Hafidz.

"Ih! Overall know! It's a lie to me!" Gita has not let go of her embrace, no longer the longing she feels, but the existence of her brother is indeed much needed at this time.

"Who's lying try? Earlier together with friends at the cafe, from Indra airport directly bring it to the cafe, he had another appointment," explained Hafidz.

Hearing Indra's name called, making Gita more tightened his embrace, inexplicably just the name alone but made his heart tremble again.

Realizing his sister's embrace tightened up, Hafidz rubbed Gita's back, giving her the twin some peace.

"It's your decision, right? So, I hope you are consistent with your decision. Don't make your mom sad on her happy day. You know what you feel, but you don't know what the real problem is. I'm sure, over time the feeling will fade and disappear by itself," said Hafidz, making Gita sobbing.

Hafidz gives the twin a lot of solutions, they both spend the night telling each other stories, making Gita a little more relieved. Grateful to have come home at the right time.

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Although not many invited guests who came, but the luxury house now looks crowded with the presence of neighbors and the extended family of the two brides.

Mama Sinta is still in the room, accompanied by Gita and her two brothers, Aunt Sita and Aunt Arin. The forty-year-old woman is now being groomed in such a way by the MUA they invited.

"The hijab is long" he said as the MUA woman would fold her long hijab.

"Okay Ma'am, I'll fix it if so," said the MUA.

"Mama looks very beautiful, Om Luky must be pangling, thought to be a young girl who is next to him later," said Gita while giggling amusedly.

Gita already looks better, after last night poured out all her heart Padang the Brother. According to him, now the happiness of the mother is more important than anything.

"Don't ngaco you!" rebut the mother made everything in the room chuckle amusedly.

"Truly rich is still a girl if in gini make-up," continued Aunt Arin in support of Gita's speech.

"Lose my competitiveness Ma" Gita said.

They do that hoping to reduce the tension you feel.

It does not feel that the sacred event has been missed, now Mama officially became the wife of Om Luky. A happy smile was seen from the newlyweds. The two greeted the invited guests one by one as they bid farewell to go home. Not on a guarantee, but in front of the exit, because there is no guarantee at this wedding. Just a simple decoration for the sake of shooting, as requested by Mama.

"I'm sorry I'm late" said someone who had just woken up as others said goodbye.

"That's okay, thank you for coming" replied Mama as kindly as ever.

"Congratulations to your marriage, may it last until you want to separate," said the man again, who is none other than Gita's father, Renaldy Atmawijaya.

"Aamiinn" answered the two brides.

Gita who saw her Papa had just come showed her frustration, by welcoming the Papa with a pouting face. The Papa understands his daughter very well, but what can he do? He had deliberately come when the qobul ijab had been done, unable to see the woman who was still in his heart belonged to someone else.

"I'm sorry Papa, yes" he told Gita and Hafidz who are now accompanying the Papa.

"No problem Pa, Hafidz knows," in contrast to Gita, Hafidz understands the state of the Papa.

Seeing her husband just present, making Sita a little sad, she understood very well the feelings of the husband, but she could not do anything. Her husband still accepts her well enough, even though the man's heart is not intact to be his.

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