
There are many paths in this life. It's steep, straight, winding, and more that we sometimes never think of before. All of that is a common thing, which must be lived, because with all that, the process of maturity in life goes and proceeds.
There is no need to complain a lot, because it will not help much. There is no need to ask a lot, because in the process of maturity, there will be many answers that can be obtained, although not all of us are aware from the beginning.
That's what really happens on a journey. And each person, it is different from the way and the process. There is no need to envy, compare and feel the most suffering, because there are still many more miserable than what happens to us.
So too is there happiness and satisfaction in life, because above the sky, there is still the sky.
Believe what God gives. It is in accordance with what we need, the measure is also certain for us, no more and no less. God knows better, what is best for the people. We are only obligated to try, pray and surrender, to the destiny that God has set.
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Two days later, the wedding reception party of Anjani and Abhimanyu, was held in the hall of a building, which is in Jakarta.
The party seemed lively and luxurious, because Abhimanyu's father and mother were also government employees, who were quite a lot of friends and acquaintances from various circles, both fellow government employees and from businessmen.
This wedding feast, was also the first in their family, because Abhimanyu was the first son. So, they certainly want to get a good impression of this event for the happiness of all.
"Mas. I was so excited, so, ", said Anjani, before entering the party room. She just finished in makeup.
Abhimanyu drew Anjani's hand, and held it. He knew, Anjani was nervous, to meet a lot of people at this wedding.
"Relax, there is Me here" said Abhimanyu, smiling, to appease his wife.
Anjani, smile. She felt better, looking at the smile on her husband's face. He felt very lucky, getting Abhimanyu, who understood what he was feeling.
"We come out together, there will be a call from the host kok," said Abhimanyu, still holding Anjani's hand.
"Yes Mas" said Anjani with a more calm face.
Before long, there was a call from the host outside, for the two brides to be present in the middle of the party.
Music playing from loudspeakers. Javanese gending sounds melodious and sahdu, welcoming the arrival of the two brides. All the invited guests, waiting for the arrival of the two of them, to start this party event.
"Well, that's pretty!"
"Ih, Jeng is compatible with the groom."
"The makeup fits well, not thick, but still graceful."
"You too are a bride."
"Great-looking. As the name suggests, Abhimanyu, Arjuna's son who is handsome in the world."
Lots of comments from the invited guests who attended and watched the two brides. They praised the beauty and elegance of Anjani who looks simple but still looks elegant.
The eagle, who was present along with Adhisti and also the mama Amel and papa Riyan, saw Anjani and Abhimanyu who were now on stage. The eagle, looking at his ex-wife with an unpredictable look in his eyes.
Adhisti, smiling looks at Anjani, who looks happy with a smile that adorns her graceful face. She is very happy, because Anjani can get a replacement for her husband, Samudra Eagle, who has now become the only husband for herself.
"Mas. Anjani looks happy huh? may they last." Adhisti told the Eagle, to convince himself, that the Eagle had really no longer thought about his ex-wife.
"Yes" answered the short eagle.
Adhisti looked ahead without saying. She was uncomfortable with her mother-in-law, Amel's mother. But, Adhisti could not do anything. She was just trying to stay kind and polite, so that her mother-in-law, no longer wondered and cornered herself anymore.
The party event, which took place with the presence of several singers and artists, who were invited, to enliven the wedding of Abhimanyu and Anjani.
One by one the invitations went up to the stage, to congratulate the bride and groom. Now it was the turn of the Eagle family and Amel's mother to ride.
"Congratulations Jani. May it last and quickly get a baby."
Mama Amel, congratulate Anjani, while hugging Anjani.
"Thank you Ma" replied Anjani, who was in the arms of Amel's mother. The two of them, hugged each other and channeled support.
"Abi, take care of Anjani huh. Don't disappoint him" said Amel's mother, to Abhimanyu.
"Every Aunt. It's Abi's duty now" Abhimanyu replied with a nod.
Papa Riyan, too, did the same as his wife, Mama Amel. But, he hugged Abhimanyu, like a man in general.
"Congratulations to you two" said papa Riyan, smiling and nodding.
"Thank you, Om."
"Thank you Pa" replied Anjani, who was with Abhimanyu as well.
Now, it was the turn of the Eagle and Adhisti who were in front of the two brides.
"Jani, sorry for yesterday. Hopefully, you can rediscover happiness with Abhimanyu, your current husband," said Elang, by greeting Anjani, his former first wife.
"Aamiin, thank you. Hopefully, Mas Elang will also be happy with Mbak Adhis without any significant obstacles."
"Yes thank you," said the Eagle, then turned to greet Abhimanyu.
Adhisti, instead of hugging Anjani with mixed feelings. He felt very guilty but also grateful because in the end they both could repair the relationship well.
"Jani, I'm sorry Ma'am. Ma'am is a lot wrong with you," said Adhisti with teary eyes holding back tears.
"Yes Ma'am, you're welcome. Jani, also sorry if there's been a lot wrong all this time."
Adhisti just nodded. He could not answer with his voice. His throat was so blocked that he could not make a sound.
The atmosphere of the party, was lively with guests who kept coming. Anjani and Abhimanyu, also always spread a smile to everyone who came to congratulate them.
"Capek, baby?" abhimanyu asked, at Anjani who looked crummy with a wedding dress and heavy headdress.
Anjani did not answer. He just nodded with a thin smile because he felt bad, caught if he was feeling tired.
"Sit down, I'll come down and get you a drink" said Abhimanyu, saying goodbye to get off the stage and get him a drink.
"Thank you Mas" said Anjani, who looked happy because her husband was full of attention and understood her already crummy condition and feeling tired.
From the corner of Pangung, two sisters-in-law Anjani, whispering to each other, gossiping Anjani who he said was spoiled to their sister.