
Time passed, all the family members were beautiful. Especially the twins. Dena and Deli were wearing the same dress as Aruna, while Rayyan was wearing the same suit as Aan.
"God is the sweetness of my grandchildren" Suminten kissed his three grandchildren in turn.
"Mba, you guys just go with the car, the children in our car are just as common and the father is too" Aruna exclaimed.
"Continue Sibki?" Ask Mastia.
"Let them launch a seduction oh moon oh star during the trip," said Aan.
Sibki and Manda came out of the house together.
"Well that's our bride" cried Aan.
After everyone got into their respective cars, they immediately headed for the building where the event would take place.
In car Sibki.
Along the way Sibki grasped Manda's hand. Manda was silent.
"Thank you for accepting me" Sibki said.
"Thank you, because I'm sick, I can see with my eyes how much you love me, see your brother's struggle to take care of me and take care of me, I'm in love with you." Manda threw her face in the other direction.
"I'm happy."
"Me too, thank you" said Manda.
So long driving they finally arrived at the event venue. There everyone has gathered to welcome the newly arrived bride. Sibki and Manda walk on a carpet filled with red and white rose petals.
The boisterous sound of the reception cheering Sibki and Manda increasingly makes the atmosphere more lively. All of Sibki's friends in the Ustadz Ali assembly were loudest.
The event was festive. Sibki and Manda are at the beach. Smiles continued to be etched on the faces of the two brides.
All the guests filled the reception room. Unceasing congratulations rained down on the couple.
Sofyan and Tiar hugged, not expecting to see the Manda they loved could be this happy. Not to forget Sofyan photographed the bride to be shown to her father later.
In the middle of the event that is still going on. With pride Aan went on stage and grabbed the mic.
"Assalamu allaikum everything,"
"Wa alaikum salam," roar the voice of the greeting sahutan greetings from the invitees present. All eyes focused on the stage.
Aruna walked quickly to the stage. "What the fuck? Downhill!" aruna Pinta.
"Virgoun, Love Letter to Starla, I present to my beloved wife, the heavenly angel that God has appeared in the world to me" said Aan.
The sound of clapping hands roared encouraging Aan.
Aan started singing while staring at Aruna.
🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶
I write memories of
The way I found you
About what makes it easy
Give my heart to you
It won't end a million songs
To tell your beauty
'It's a long poem
'Not to express this love
It's over this love
No more for the world
Because I've spent it
The rest of my love is for you
I've been thinking about
My life without you
Can it be more beautiful than
Which I have lived up to now
I always dreamed about
Lovely old days with you
Stay pretty your long hair
Although it will not be black anymore
And it's over this love
No more for the world
Because I've spent it
*My love is only for you*u
For you to live and die
When the season changes
Until time stops
Even though the world hates
'I'll stay here
*When it's up this time (When the season changes)
No longer rest on the world (Until time stops)
I have spent (If the world hates)
The rest of my life is for you ('I'll stay here)
It's over already this love (When the season changes*)
No longer left for the world (Until time stops)
For I have spent (If the world hates)
The rest of my love is only for you ('I'll stay here)
Because I've spent it
The rest of my love is for you
(Aan while pointing towards Aruna)
🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶
Not feeling Aruna's tears hatch, as long as Aan sings, she remembers their love struggle as well as the marriage test that made her remarry with someone else.
The sound of clapping again roared as Aan finished singing.
Aan stepped off the stage to approach Aruna.
Without shame Aruna immediately hugged her husband in the middle of the crowd. The atmosphere was increasingly boisterous to see the romance of the couple.
"Thank you for everything." Aruna's tears were still dripping.
"It can't come out, I don't like it." Aan gently rubbed his wife's tears with his fingers.
"Why is there anyone as good as big brother, I've hurt big brother, but sister's love doesn't diminish even a little though I-"
"Papa ... again ..." The three young children broke the romance just now.
"What's the first, baby?" Aan squatted down positioning herself to be the same as her three children.
"For the singing," Deli's pinta.
"We sing at home to be with mom." Aan kissed his three children.
"Lose the romantic bride there because the bride is here" Ali exclaimed.
"Nurul's Boy ...." Aruna hugged Nurul.
"Nothing can beat our romanticism, Mr. Ustadz," exclaimed Aan proudly.
Everyone is so dissolved in happiness.
***
The Hospital.
Someone was talking in front of Elna's room. After blowing all directions, the man slowly entered Elna's room.
Elna felt strange, she slowly opened her eyes.
"Who are you?" Shouted Elna.
That guy attacked Elna.
"Please!!" Shouted Elna.
Because the wall of the goib that the man had prepared before his action made everyone around Elna's room could not hear Elna's cry.
At the reception venue roared the sounds of everyone's happiness. But at the Hospital screams Elna for help. But no one heard.
***
At the reception venue.
"What's wrong?" Ali saw Nurul who suddenly changed.
"I feel a bad feeling" Nurul replied.
"Umi Ilham is with us, what is holding your feelings back?"
"Elna" answered Nurul.
Ali saw his watch, "Now it's past 10, the time of the hospital visit is up, tomorrow morning we'll see him,"
Nurul.
"We're going home now, but Ilham is not used to sleeping at night" Ali exclaimed.
Ali and his family went home to everyone. They went straight home. In the building, the event continues.
***
The clock is 12pm, they're all home at last. Everyone's staying at Jojo's house. Except for Suminten and Revelation, they both went home.
After putting their three children to sleep, Aruna and Aan went into their room.
The others had long since entered their rooms.
***
In the bridal chamber.
"Are you ready?" Ask Sibki.
Manda is still folding his face, they just finished performing the congregational sunnah prayer.
"Especially what you're waiting for," Manda looked down embarrassed.
"Masya Allah ..." Ringis Sibki.
Finally, after a long marriage they can only perform their wedding night worship.
***
Morning in Sibki's room.
Manda's face seemed to be holding something back.
"Why?" Sibki panic.
"Sickness ..." Ringis Manda.
"Astaghfirullah, is that back?" Sibki immediately laid Manda down and stroked to see his wife's property.
"It's okay to be smooth" Sibki said after seeing his wife's property.
Manda got up pushing Sibki, "what do you think?"
"I guess it's back again," Sibki's face panicked.
"It hurts not because of that, but because of the arrival of having an older brother," whined Manda.
"Owh ..." smile floating Sibki.
"How is this, it feels like I can't walk freely, it feels ...."
"We repeat again, let you get used to my arrival" Sibki teased.
"It's morning, everyone must be waiting for us" whined Manda.
"They've all been young, you know" Sibki teased. He continued to explore the early activities.
"Whoi!!! New bride! The re-runs can be later!" aan shouted from outside.
"That's ...." Manda pushing Sibki.
"Aan shit!!!" Gerrilla Sibki. Sibki got up and headed for the door.
"What?" Sibki's face pouted.
"Breakfast together, I want to work" replied Aan who immediately passed away leaving Sibki.
Sibki returned to the room.
"What's wrong?" ask Manda.
"Breakfast" replied Sibki.
Manda's face turned red.
"Why?" Ask Sibki.
"I'm ashamed, I haven't been able to flexibly walk, '" ringis Manda.
"Well, we'll have breakfast here, wait for me to grab some food for us" Sibki walked out of the room to the dining room.
There everyone gathered.
"Mom, can we have breakfast in the room?" ask Sibki.
Everyone look at each other.
"Allow me ma'am, surely Manda can not walk, this mother's child can not play subtly," led Aan.
Mastia shook her head, she arranged the food on the tray for Sibki and Manda.
Everyone shut up and started eating, because the wait-out was just taking food.
***
After finishing breakfast Aan immediately left for work, while others gotong royong dismantled a simple used-forgiveness tent held at Jojo house in the afternoon yesterday.
Manda is trying to practice walking to be flexible. I feel embarrassed to walk like this. Because it will only be a joke of everyone. Especially if Aan is being teased.