Help Me Divorce

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The day that awaited also arrived at last. After going through a long process in the sense of doing all the wedding preparations, Cakra and Berti will officially hold kabul ijab.

Berti is ready with the bride kebaya. His face is shining today. Nervous is happy too. All mixed. Many congratulations he received from his friends.

Today he never imagined. He's married! Together with a handsome, well-established man, and more no one thought if it was all from an arranged marriage.

You are very lucky in this life. She felt like a princess who was held by a prince. Adhitama Cakra. Who does not know his figure. Imagine living together. The natureak! Berti wants to quickly become the official wife of the man.

The door to the room opened. Santi entered with Sari and several other women. Berti smiled because this was the most awaited moment.

"Come, son," said Santi.

Berti nodded. "Yes, Mom."

"Don't be nervous" whispered Sari.

"You talk like that, I'm nervous."

Sari giggled amusedly, then said, "Sorry. Vim. Your candidate is waiting."

Everyone out of the room. One by one down the stairs. The guest room as a place to take place has been full of relatives and close friends.

He was seated next to the man wearing clothes in matching colors. He steals the lyrics, as does Cakra who displays a happy smile.

The veil is placed over the head. Cakra shakes the hand of the guardian, Ilham, and kabul ijab is immediately pronounced.

Witness says the word legitimate. All say hamdalah, give thanks for the smoothness of ijab kabul. Money of one hundred million rupiah, a set of diamond jewelry as a dowry.

Cakra slipped the wedding ring on his wife's ring finger, as did Berti. One kiss landed on the forehead. Berti's heart was pounding hard to find the softness of Cakra's lips. She smiled shyly in front of her husband.

It was time to ask the girl's parents for their blessing first. He poured out all his gratitude to his father and mother. Ask for blessings of happiness for their marriage.

"Dad, Mother, forgive all your mistakes. Forgive Berti who always troubles Mom and Dad."

"Dad and Mom are proud of you. We are happy about this marriage. May your marriage always be blessed by the Creator" said Ilham.

"Congratulations, Son. You realize our ideals. May you all always be happy" Santi added.

"Dad, Mother, we beg your blessing." The turn of the shaking chakra.

"Perfect Action, Son. She's our only daughter."

"Sure, Dad. The chakras will always make Blessings happy."

After that, it was Cakra's parents' turn then relatives and friends who alternately congratulated.

"Finally, my best friend has officially become the wife of people" Sari chirped. "Congratulations, yes, Berti, Cakra."

"Thank you," replied Cakra.

"When did you come?" ask Berti.

"Do I have to ask to be betrothed as well?" Sari whispered in Berti's ear. "I want a future husband, like your husband."

"The chakras are only one in the world. He's already mine."

"Haish! Hopefully there will be more men like that" said Sari.

Bidding guests. Berti's house is quite spacious, but at one o'clock in the afternoon, they must be at the hotel because the reception will be held there.

"Cakra, Berti. You guys have lunch first. We will go to the hotel" Widya said.

"Yes, Ma," said Berti then glanced at her husband. "Do you want to eat in your room or here?"

"Here you go" replied Cakra. 

Serving her husband. This time he no longer took out too much rice chakra. Just mediocre with the right side dishes. The two dined together in a chair.

"Cie, cie, newlyweds. Eat it alone," Daffa's god.

"Go there," expel Cakra.

"thank you. Which gift?" ask Cakra.

"There, really. It's opening tonight."

"Be careful you give me strange things" Cakra threatened.

Daffa. "Surely Brother likes my gift."

"There go. Brother wants to eat first" said Cakra.

Daffa no longer bothered her. Berti is also curious about the gifts they get from relatives and friends.

"By the way, you've prepared clothes for us to go on our honeymoon, right?" ask Cakra.

"Must be tomorrow?"

"When else? I, right, told you that time," said Cakra.

"Yes, I just didn't think we were leaving tomorrow. I'm ready to go abroad."

"Tomorrow we shall leave early. Tickets are also booked."

"Yes." Yeah." Berti looked at her husband. "What should I call you? Brother or Mas?"

"Call as comfortable as you are" replied Cakra.

After lunch, Cakra and Berti prepare for the hotel. The brides got into their cars. Cakra with Berti, Sari and Daffa driving.

*****

The chakras and Berti are separated into adjoining rooms. For now they have to delay getting together. There is a grand event that must present the two of them.

The gold-colored dress was perfectly attached to Berti's body. She looks beautiful in bold makeup with an upward-bend hairdo. A beautiful crown is embedded in her head, indicating that she is the queen tonight.

"Is everything ready. We need to get to the hotel ballroom" Daffa said.

"The bride is ready. Bridesmaids too" said Sari.

Berti went out to see her husband. The bridal party is ready to head for the wedding. The chakra extends the hand that Berti welcomes. Both were followed by bridesmaids.

Guests have arrived. Some are recording, photographing when Cakra and Berti walk towards the pelaminan. Berti never ceases to spread a smile of happiness.

However, a few hours have passed. Cakra no praise him. Berti was already dressed up pretty, but her husband did not say a single compliment.

A husband usually praises his wife. However, the chakras are not. In fact, they rarely talk. Berti understands that her husband may not be used to it, but praising beauty can not? At least the compliment pleased her.

"Until what time is the invitation done?" ask Cakra.

"Nine nights" replied Berti.

"Oh, great. We have time to rest."

Hearing that, Berti's heart suddenly skipped a beat. They had officially become husband and wife, and this was the first night for the two.

Berti feels hot. He was sure that his face was now red. Oh, naw! His brain suddenly stopped thinking.  What should he do tonight?

"Bet!  You daydreaming?" ask Cakra.

Berti. "No, really."

"Don't daydream. Guests want to shake hands with us."

"Yes" replied Berti.

Berti wanted to curse himself. His mind could be somewhere else. Fortunately Cakra awakened it.

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