I gave up my Virginity, for the Sake of My Doctor's Degree

funny story of my first night with Dion

Today's experience is perhaps the funniest and most ironic one I will never forget. It is the most historic day that determines the future.

December 9th is the most important day in my world because on that date, Dion and I had a wedding. On a day I will never forget that lifetime, Dion and I gave each other an ego and were fully ready to share in the name of commitment and love. Uniquely, what kept coming to my mind was the lyrics of Sheila On 7 which read: God, just this once, launch my day, my day with her. Let me draw nearer to You, perfecting half the religion with a priest beside me. Let us get married today.

That day the sun was shining brightly. In fact, in the previous days, rain often drenched my city area. But on that day, the sun shone warmly, as did everything around me. It all looked warm and I really enjoyed it. On that day, I promised to be a submissive girl who did not protest as much as the previous days. The one thing I crave the most is that when I open my eyes, I see a beautiful girl standing in front of a glass and ready for her wedding.

The beautiful girl standing in front of the glass looked so happy when finally the great master arrived. However, that happiness turned into worry because of fear Ari would ruin my life someday

I finally got married. At first it was just a dream, but in the end, I realized that I had decided my own happiness. Since then, the world has always been full of smiles. After the wedding and some photo-taking moments, we took a break and prepared for the building we had rented for the wedding reception. The whole set of makeup will be done in the building. You guys know what's going on? It turned out that the great master left me to go for a walk with his family just a few hours after our marriage.

Arriving at the building, I had to hold my seat back and hold back the drowsiness when the makeup artist started to apply my makeup since 14:00. I had to endure the pain when the hair was pulled and tied. I had to hold back my heavier eyes due to false eyelashes. I also had to hold my breath when the fairy godmother started to make the cloves and color them with pidih. Not to forget, I had to hold the head that felt very heavy when mounted pandan bun and trinkets. Holding my stomach and holding my breath as the bustier was paired also further colored my 'suffering' during the day. After 3.5 hours passed, finally the process of decorating it was completed as well.

The procession went smoothly even though it was a little late. Many guests also come and offer the best prayers. Beautiful wedding songs are also reflected in the building and provide an irresistible romantic atmosphere. That night was both ours. My legs also began to ache because of wearing high heels as high as 14 cm. However, this smile will not be able to stop because all our struggles feel paid off.

The rain that fell that night seemed to mark the many blessings God had given us after our perfect wedding day. However, the tension caused by the few days to prepare for the wedding, the fatigue, and the overwhelming sense of happiness on that day left us both very exhausted. My first homework was to clean the cuttings, clean the multi-layered face putty, pidih with a spoon, and lastly, put a cleanser and freshener to make sure that my face was completely clean. The time I needed to do that was all about 1 hour and the most annoying fact I found was that my eyebrows were only half.

After cleaning myself, I entered the bridal room. It felt a little strange when entering that room with a man who had just become our husband. No romantic music, no lingerie, no kissing, no hot chocolate because there is only a long baby doll, brow conditions that stay half, and hair that is still half dry. What more shadow do you expect?

Suddenly a voice sounded, "BRAAAAAKKKKKK!!"

We looked at each other and finally laughed. I don't know exactly how my husband styles when he's about to take the cozy position on the bed, but what's clear is that he's broken the middle wooden holder of the bottom of the bed. The wood slipped out of place. I couldn't stop laughing, while Dion was freaking out. What then? Dion decided to roll out the mattress on the floor because he was afraid the bed would be damaged worse if forced to sleep. While I successfully mastered our wedding bed alone and slept very well that night.

This first night experience will never be forgotten because this experience is really far from my previous view of a romantic first night and full of sweet words. What is, my first night tends to be ironic because we are tired and reluctant to make out like a newlywed couple in general. This experience I will never forget!

Dion said

"Darling our first night failed, tomorrow we try again"

I can only laugh. Haaaa.

the first night that we should have been happy became laughter.

seriated