Fistfuls

Devin and Meta Wedding

As he had guessed before entering the house Meta, Karin was really in the house, and why the first to meet him was Karin, not the owner of the house? Gita was shocked as Karin directly hugged her tightly.

"Gita, we're finally reunited. I miss Lo, miss the same place we were together." Karin loosened her arms so she could see Gita's face, "I'm sorry Git, I'm really sorry," he added.

Gita smiled then nodded, remembering Indra's words. It seemed like Karin also really regretted her actions. "Gue I'm sorry Lo, let alone this is a happy day for our friends, I don't want to ruin the atmosphere of his happiness," continued Gita.

Karin understood, even though Gita had forgiven him but everything was impossible to return to the way it used to be, she had incised a wound on this best friend. The wound may heal, but it still remains.

"Hey London girl when is coming? I thought you weren't coming." Meta hugs Gita with teary eyes, because only Gita knows her love journey, even the dispute between the Papa is also only the girl who knows.

"Lo my best friend, I may not have come on this important day. Congratulations Ta, it's finally going to end single." Gita reciprocates Meta's embrace is no less tight, different when with Karin.

Meta let go of his embrace, "Gue didn't expect either. At first I thought Devin was just messing around, but after he came to Papa's house, I was sure he was serious. You know for yourself, don't you think about Devin's life before? That's what makes me doubt," he said softly, hoping the others didn't hear their chat.

"But I'm sure Devin has changed," despite not meeting the young man for a long time, Gita is very sure of Devin's change.

Meta smiled then nodded, "Lo really, he has changed even now never to the place of the curse," a happy twinkle emanated clearly from the beautiful face of Meta.

Meta introduced Gita with others, because most of them were friends of Meta while in college. While his High School friends, only Gita, Arum and Karin, because they are the three friends of the girl first.

Tonight is a party for the girls, maybe they will not be like this again when Meta is married. And this momentum is so precious, it's impossible to miss.

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Not much different from the girls, in the house of the groom is also the same, they spend the night together with various activities. The difference if Gita meets Karin, then Indra does not meet with Taka. The young man was busy with his work. Indra breathed a sigh of relief not meeting the young man.

"When did Ndra come?" the question came from the lips of the groom.

"Just wait for the play date, it's still a secret." Indra certainly does not want to tell the truth, let it be a secret for him and his family.

"CK, I like secrets. Rich I dong, straight to the publication," Devin clucked at Indra's reply, but Indra did not care that he was only aiming his shoulders, indifferent.

"That's Lo, the immortal singles are very dapet spec girl angel, where the angel wants to be married to a rich single playboy cap Lo, wonder me," not Indra of course who replied to Devin's words, but he did not want to be married, but his other friend. While Indra just silently listened to their conversation.

"Woy! Big boss we came to the end too!" everyone in the room turned towards the entrance, where a person called Big Boss by Devin stood up with an expanding smile, stepping closer to all of them.

"Deril's the Big Boss, I'm just an errand boy." Hafidz sat on the sofa next to Deril.

Deril only shook his head not to reply to Hafidz's words, because he was busy inhaling cigarettes that emit harmful pollution smoke for those who breathe it.

Deril has several small businesses that he built himself since he was in college, plus his family's wealth that is out of town. Even he already owns shares in his Papa company, but he is not interested in leading the Papa company.

In contrast to Hafidz, although he often represented the Papa met with several clients, still he did not have a special position there.

"OKAY. How's Fidz?" Deril turned his head towards Hafidz, he coded with a blink of his eye, making Hafidz laugh, as if understanding what Deril was thinking.

"Gue agreed," replied Hafidz still with a laugh.

"Gue was suspicious. Don't tell me both of you want to give me a honeymoon ticket to the top, if that's me. That's the same as capital," Devin snorted at the sly look of his two best friends.

Deril and Hafidz's laughter broke, followed by everything. It turned out that Devin could guess the thoughts of the two young men.

Because the Hafidz family has a villa at the top, and Deril has a travel business that can take anyone to all areas of Java. It is certain that the two young men will take advantage of the facility.

"The gift is as sincere as giving, not asking for the cake" said Deril, making Devin more upset.

They spend the night with various chats that always make Devin upset. But the groom-to-be was grateful, the nervousness that had struck was now replaced with a feeling of relief, because of the presence of his best friend.

They actually spent the night staying up without closing their eyes, until dawn. Those who choose to go to the mosque to worship, while others closed their eyes for a moment.

The morning after they had breakfast together, all of them chose to leave Devin's house, because the young man's wedding will be held noon after dhuhur later and continued with the reception. In the same place is a five-star hotel ballroom.

During the day they all come with their respective partners, only someone who looks to come alone, but for him it does not matter. He was comfortable with his current solitude, not even dazed in his mind to look for a girl to be a lover.

"Gue thought Lo would make the little girl, it turned out to come alone," Deril chirped when he saw Hafidz coming alone, because his twin brother had come with Indra, because his twin brother had come, they both look good in the clothes they wear. While Deril comes with a girl unknown to Hafidz, involved them sitting side by side.

Hafidz frowned confusedly, who was meant by Deril.

Seeing the confusion on his best friend's face, he spoke again. "Princess Miss Monika, a model and designer who is on the rise, I forgot her name" he said.

Hafidz sighed, "He's my own little brother. Somehow where he is now, I have not known for a long time" he replied, who had not known about Ziva for a long time. Yes, the girl that Deril refers to is Ziva, a little girl who often follows wherever Hafidz goes when he returns to Indonesia.

"Lo don't kayak Indra, say nganggep own sister, uh knowya love, entar nyesel," sambar Deril.

"If I'm serious about her sister, besides she's a minor, Lo's weird, '" said Hafidz, because he currently considers Ziva as his sister nothing more. Of love? Ah no, Ziva little girl she can't possibly love little girl like Ziva, there are still many girls who are grown up right?

The two halted the minor debate as the ijab qobul event was about to begin.

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