I'm Not an Actor

Why would he be so stupid,,,

Four o'clock in the morning I woke my mother. I squirm the body. Stamp was also shocked as soon as my hand touched Dance's body.

"What time is it, Mom?"

"Four hours" answered the mother.

"A little while, Mom. Not yet the dawn prayer, right?" My eyes are still sticky because I had trouble sleeping last night.

"You need to be prepared. Five o'clock the makeup artist has arrived".

"Yes." Yeah." I hugged the bolster again. But the roll was pulled by mom.

"Dam, Mother. I'm still sleepy."

"Mandi let's not get drowsy! Do you want to take a shower?"

Dance is waking up.

"Eh, Mommy. What time is it, Mom?" tanya Dance.

"Hour four. Let's get up." Dance by yourself without much nawar. Understand the prospective mantu must be jaim.

I also woke up because Dari was getting out of bed.

"You take a shower first, Wid. But don't be long. Change with the others." Then mom came out of my room.

I lazily went out too. I glanced into the living room. Yoga and Andi are very good.

What time do they wake up?

"It was wrong first! Shame on your husband!" exclaim mas Andi.

Aw, bodo. I am lazy to argue. My eyes are still sticky.

"Fugitively hunted!" Mom pushed me into the bathroom.

"Don't sleep in the bathroom!" Andi's voice is still nosy.

The water in the bathroom was still very cold. It feels crying. How do I shower, if the water is icy cold.

I finally washed my face first. I just slowly flush my body.

It didn't take long, I got out of the bathroom. My body is still shivering with cold.

"Have you brushed your teeth yet?" ask Andi who is in the dining room.

Oops. I forget. I went straight back to the bathroom.

"Hat habit!" andi sounded grumpy. Basic aki-aki. Fortunately, he is no longer single.

If he's still single, I'll reply later.

Finish brushing my teeth, I'm out. Dance was waiting for her turn to take a shower.

"The water is very arrogant, Tar. Chilly. Brr." I walked into my room.

The voice of the dawn Adhan was already reverberating. Mas Andi and father went to the mosque near the house.

I pray in my own room. Before praying I saw Yoga preparing to pray in the living room while sitting.

It's so sorry for him. Until prayer alone cannot stand.

Finished the prayer I helped mom clean up the living room. Yoga has finished.

Dance also helps to clean the living room.

"You want coffee, Ga?" my many.

"It's over, huh." Yoga pointed to the two glasses that had just left the coffee grounds.

"slowly. I'm first" replied mas Andi who had just returned from the mosque.

I sneered towards Andi. Basic nosy.

"Have you brushed your teeth yet?" ledek mas Andi's. I showed my teeth clean.

"Well, that's dong. Let not scented iler. Haha." Mas Andi ran to his room, because I was about to throw him in sandals.

"Don't keep joking!" say it, and then sit next to Yoga.

"Mas Andi that, sir. Keep on swerving."

"You too, have married twice still lazy to brush your teeth."

"Father! Do not open a secret why? I'm ashamed, sir!"

Yoga and Dad laughed together.

"Ga! Wife-to-be in cake. And laugh at me!" I said to Yoga.

"Don't want to, Ga. If it's getting lazy he's." Andi started to be nosy again.

I pouted and went into my room. Very nice, everyone likes to suck me up.

"What's that, Tar?" I noticed the paper bag that Tari was carrying.

One by one the dance opened it. The first paper bag contains light brown kebaya.

The second contains a slop with matching colors. And the third contains batik cloth that has been made long span skirt combined with gold lace.

"Who's that, Tar?"

"Have you. Who wants to marry you."

Mine? I never ordered kebaya. Or any other.

"Who bought it?"

"not buying. But the message at my friend's boutique" replied Tari.

"Continue measuring?"

"Wear my size." Nyengir dance.

"Try to see." I took it and tried it. Fit for size. Even though my body is the same body Dance is different in size.

"Can we fit the size?"

"It's been reduced a little bit. Because if it fits in my size later oversize wear you."

I picked up a very pretty gold-colored slipper. Then try. Pas. And it fits perfectly with the color of my skin that is not too light.

"Is this all Yoga that you choose?" my many. Dance nodded.

"But if this skirt is me who made the design. Hope you like it."

"That's great. You're talented to be a designer, too."

"Almarhumah my mother used to be a designer. But unfortunately I am not interested in continuing my mama's boutique business. So I asked my mama's friends who have an interest in that field to continue" said Tari.

I didn't think Dance had a boutique, too. But why didn't Yoga take me there? Even to the same boutique Irene guarded.

"You've been there too, haven't you?" tanya Dance.

"I? When?" I try to remember. I guess never. Yoga just took me to the boutique that made that bete.

"Kata bang Yoga you've been invited there. But not so choose because bete same...Irene." irene."

"You mean?" I looked at Dari's face seriously.

"Irene is my mother's niece. My mother's friend is abroad again so Irene is told to take care of her temporarily" said Tari.

"So you know Irene too?" Dance nodded.

"Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"You never did it."

"Where do I know that you know Irene?" sahutku.

"He was a neighbor of Yoga. I go to Yoga House often. So I've known Irene a long time."

I must have heard Tari's explanation. All this time I never thought about finding out about Yoga in Dance.

"I peed first, huh?" Dance nodded.

I walked out to the bathroom. My eyes glanced at the living room.

There are already lined with several large boxes and baskets decorated with beautiful lace.

I'm interested in seeing it. Maybe it belongs to the bride fairies, I thought. But I still want to see it.

Yoga is still sitting in the chair with my father.

"What is this, Ga?" ask me about Yoga.

"Toys" answered Yoga briefly.

I'm getting closer. It turns out that the contents of the goods are very large in number.

And there are also rupiah money decorated in a basket. I don't know how many.

Who prepared all this? I left the house because I heard the voices of many people.

There are a lot of people who are putting up tents. Andi is the foreman.

My father was suddenly beside me.

"She didn't wear a tent, sir?" my many.

"Who said?" Father asked back. I haven't had time to answer, there has come a car bearing the name of the catering is quite famous.

"Subhanallah." I said in my heart. There were so many surprises on my wedding day.