
It only took less than ten minutes, both of them were already down again. They were wearing batik couple clothes, looking matching. Icha wears a robe with the same batik combination as an Al shirt.
"Let's go now, use Papa's car, let's get a spit," said the Papa.
They also walked out of the house, entering a car that had been parked in the front yard.
Farhan was driving his car, next to him was Al. Because Mama and Papa first went into the back seat, while Icha sat next to the Mama.
"I'm a really rich driver, right? Different clothes on their own, no partner anyway" Farhan chirped as he realized he was wearing different clothes.
"Makanya cepet Sherena marriage," said the Mama.
"So, I told you, too, right? Cepet lamar he continues in the hallow, let's be free to go anywhere both, and will not have to scold Mama, right, Ma?" even though she was an adult, the mother always advised her eldest son, who sometimes came home late after a trip with his girlfriend.
"Yes Mama is also happy that you are married, not worried too," the Mama did believe in the eldest child, but she was quite worried too, considering that Sherena always nempel if the two of them are together.
"Yes Ma, it's time for sure I'll get married, Mama calm down and don't have to worry, I won't mess around," Farhan knew to worry in his mother's heart.
"Yes Mama believes in you, the important thing is not too long," said the mother.
"Just pray Ma," Farhan remained focused on the path they were on.
Moments later, they arrive at a building that Farhan's friends have hired for his wedding. They got out of the car and entered the building.
Again they walked with their respective partners, while Farhan chose to walk beside Icha, who was faithfully held in captivity by Al.
They meet the bridal family, of course they know each other, because business partners. It seems like their arrival is a little late, because the ijab qobul event has been implemented.
"What do you drink, baby? Let me take it," Al offered his wife a drink, knowing she must be thirsty.
"Well, just as rich as you are. I'm waiting here yeah," he's sitting on a chair provided.
Al nodded, he passed towards the drink, brought the same two glasses and returned to his wife.
"It's really good to have the decorations" chirped Icha, when Al was back.
"Then we have graduated, we have a reception like this also no problem, if you want," said Al.
"Let everyone know we're married" he added.
"Maybe, I'm up to you. We are just like now I am grateful," he said and drank the colored water that was brought by Al.
They are busy chatting, want to meet with the bride and groom can not yet, because they are doing sungkem with both parents each.
"You guys are here too, so often we meet accidentally." stretched out his hand in front of Al, they shook hands, "welcome, please enjoy this event," he added.
"Thank you, are you ready, Brother Farhri?" the question that came to Icha's mind.
"Gue his sister," replied the man.
"I'm a stranger to you" Icha smiled, she was the same person she met at the bar.
"Gue also just found out if you are his brother Bang Farhan, when you saw you walk with him, I asked him earlier," he said.
"New cave, if you're married. I spent time at the school's rootrof" he added. Al and Icha listened to his explanation.
"Congratulations, may it last,"
"Thank you" the two of them answered almost simultaneously.
"Where's your boyfriend?" that question was asked by Al, because he knew the guy had a girlfriend, was not invited?
"So broke up," jawan briefly and clearly, "so I also saw Alvian, but don't know where now, she's the same girl," he added.
"Tu's the guy heading this way." He pointed towards Alvian with a girl, who was walking towards them.
"Hi bro, you're also here Fan?" Alvian asked a young man who was between Al and Icha.
"Hm, who married my brother," he explained.
Alvian just nodded, he sat between them.
"Daughter?" the person whom Fan greeted asked Alvian.
"This is my adek. Don't lyrics he's a kid" Alvian protested when Irfan glanced at his sister.
"Well, I'm just a mastiin, his face looks the same?"
"Lo tau Cha, Irfan is Al's rival, both playboys, but he's not as famous as Al," Alvian glanced at Irfan and Al alternately.
"Not to talk about the past, can you?" al protest.
"And you know Cha, why is Al behaving the same as me? Because the target girl is more choosy I used to be," proudly, Irfan told me that.
Icha turned towards Al, her husband's face was like it did not like to remember about the past. Al seems to be unhappy when he meets Irfan, Icha thought.
"That's the past, what's important now is that Al is unfortunately just me, isn't it baby?" Icha tried to melt the atmosphere, she did not want the husband cornered.
"Yes dear," Al grabbed Icha's hand and kissed her, he ignored the three people who saw their affection by gawking.
"If you want to make out not in front of singles, at home is even more exciting right?" irfan Protest.
"As far as I dong, my own wives," instead of obeying the words of Irfan, Al actually deliberately hugged the waist of Icha who sat beside him with a friendly.
Alvian and Irfan could only snort, they did not understand Al's behavior.
Al and Irfan used to be close friends like Alvian. The three of them often get together, but because there are events that make their friendship tenuous, namely because of a girl. The girl who was targeted by Al she actually received Irfan. Though Irfan knew the girl was targeted by Al.
Actually Al is not a problem, but Irfan just stay away from the two, I don't know what the reason. Irfan soon breaks up with the girl, and she prefers to shy away from Al and Alvian. And until now their relationship is only limited to ordinary friends, first class friends.
"Let's meet the bride, join the queue shaking hands," Icha invited, he saw people already lining up shaking hands with the bride.
They also moved from their seats, waiting in line so that they could shake hands with the newlyweds.
Al faithfully hugged his wife's waist, as if he did not want to let go of her embrace. They walked closer to the bride.
Congratulate the bride and groom, then sit back where they were sitting. Only four, I don't know where Irfan went.
Icha sitting next to Al, it feels like she is easily tired after knowing that she is pregnant, even though her stomach is still flat.
Icha leaned her head on Al's shoulder, "I'm tired, go home first aja yuk baby, it looks like they are still a long time," he said.
"By honey, we eat first, yes" said Al.
Icha shook her head, her stomach was not yet filled with food. "I want to buy something later before we go home, so I don't want to eat here" he said spoiledly.
Their conversation was witnessed by Alvian and his sister.
"You guys, if you want to make out, don't go in front of the kids" Alvian protested.
"Lo ngiri," said Al.
Again Alvian just grunt, his best friend is already bucin, both equally bucin.
Seriate....