I'm You And He

I'm You And He
34. Happiness Rere



POV Rere


I accept Regina Renata Irawan's marriage to the dowry in cash."


My tears from earlier won't stop dripping. I want to say to everyone that I feel happy now.


"Huh.sah." I heard people screaming.


"Alhamdulillah."


I'm speechless. My status is different now. Not the spoiled child Rere anymore, I already have my own responsibilities.


I can't believe it, I peeked out from behind my eyelashes. There was a man beside me. With a white top Saren looks like Koko and a white peci on her head. He looked at me, like he understood that I was fascinated by him. I looked down embarrassed, then she replied with her flagship smile.


We changed our clothes in the same room. With the man who officially became my husband. His name is Roki Moldian Spencer and now there are no frills, maybe I'll call him mas or dear or whatever.


"Not to be shy. We are legitimate." Godasiah


"Mbak make up her do not menor, yes. She's still beautiful without make up. Menor is no longer beautiful." His protest.


Yes, sis. I'll tell you the fairy tale."


"Sister? Don't call me brother again. Call me mas."


Oh so he wants to be called a mas. Okay, I'll go along.


"Brachino!" instantaneous rame sound.


My two best friends Beta and Ine went straight to the bridal room. I rubbed my face, shocked to mix. I didn't think they would come. They've been hostile to me ever since I got back close to Roki.


" Congratulations, dear." Ine cupika cupiki for me.


"So I got along." Temptation Roki.


"Well, let's be happy from the beginning." Beta chirped.


"Where's our girl?" I'm asking Ine and Beta.


"Gita again honeymoon same brother Ronal." Everyone in the room was shocked.


"No, no, no, no, no." said Beta.


Ine laughs. He's cropping up his words. "No, Gita went back to her grandfather's village. It just so happened that he met Ronal there."


"So you're not going anywhere." Roki is coming.


All eyes see Roki. What was seen was wrong. Ine says that Roki is big-spirited.


"Well why he's a big soul, he's got a legitimate one." Beta embracing.


his eyes were rolling towards me.


Beta who from the beginning was hostile to me, now like Beta who used to be far next to there is Roki between us (me and Gita). He whispered to me.


"It was us who made us realize that friendship is more important than anything." Beta whispered to me.


I'm looking down embarrassed. Even though I hurt her feelings, Gita still supports me. Yes, God I want to meet Gita.


Ine gave me a vacation ticket to Bali.


"It just so happens that papa hotel again has a holiday promo for 1 week. Remembering you, re. It's perfect for your honeymoon." My eyes began to puff up as I received a gift from Ine.


"Mbak don't cry ntar make up her fade" said mbak fairy.


Before long Nia came to bring the clothes I was going to wear at the wedding reception. Incidentally a reception will be held outdoor near Ancol beach.


"Well, the model is really cool." I heard Ine was excited to see a model of my wedding dress.


"Yes mbak. You see, the outdoor reception is on demand mbak rere.so the concept of the dress is like this." explained mbak Nia.


"This is not the design of the Gita yesterday, yes." asked Roki when he saw the dress model.


"Gita? so this is the Gita design! oh my God my best friend can make a dress this cool."


Ine's shrill voice made the guests look towards the bridal makeup room.


"Silence ah, noise!" omelette Beta on Ine.


"Bak is ready yet. The bridal car's coming." call the WO staff


I immediately changed clothes, as did Mas Roki. Mas Roki whispered something to one of his friends. I don't know what they're talking about, but Roki's gaze didn't escape from Mbak Nia.


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This is my first day as a wife. The wife of a man I loved, even though our relationship was full of struggles. Although I must be willing to be called a piercer. A penicent? I'm not a biker! Precisely what you defend is a real fighter.


"Son, is this a jerk?" That's Aunt Marni, my husband's stepmother.


"Yes, mom." I replied while sitting in front of Aunt Marni.


"Here, sit next to Mama. You must not be afraid. Mama's not in-laws like in soap operas." The Aunt Marni.


I'm a little clumsy. Looks like Mama Marni knows I'm still awkward around her. His hand held my hand gently, so I missed my mother.


"You have no activity today?" Ask.


"No,ma."


"We're going, yuk." Bring Aunt Marni.


What dream did I have last night. My in-laws ngajak shopping. This was my first day as Roki's mistress, but only this time did I hear in-laws shopping.


"But, ma. I'm going to cook for Roki's mas first."


"Yes, cook it first. You take the supplies to the office, let Mama Temenin. Uh, can you cook?"


"Can, ma. I've been boarding abroad."


"Thank God, I thought you were the same as Gita, Beta and Ine. They're used to serving."


"Because I know Gita and Ine can cook, ma. Gita used to live in that village. Ine went to cooking school for a few months."


"Oh, that's it." Marni seems to want to end the conversation.


I prepared all the necessities to cook the fried rice. From kitchen spices, to the topping that is an omelet made like noodles.


After I finished cooking, I dressed this food to make it look attractive. I don't know if Roki likes anything. I've been trying to please my husband.


"Re, it's done." Call mama Marni.


"Already, ma. I'm ready first." My answer.


"Yes, Mama wait." Answer Marni.


I have to dress up pretty. Yes, as the son-in-law of the richest man in Jakarta, I must be an all-rounder. I don't want anyone to compare me to Gita.


"Re, where are you going? We're going to the mall, son, not to the holiday." My mom said when I was ready.


"Devil, yes ma." I'm embarrassed.


"No dear, but according to Mama you are just yourself. Don't have to be menor gini."


I look up from top to bottom. Hitchhike? Huh! I want to look perfect in front of Roki. I went back to my room to change into a simple one.


"Well, that's cool." Praise Mama Marni for seeing my dress.


I'm looking down embarrassed. Mama Marni is different from most in-laws. I used to hear slanted stories about Mama Marni, especially when Gita called her a mistress mama. Mama Marni is a good woman. Yeah, maybe I'm too early to judge a good man. But, from her eyes I could see the maternal side within her.


When we got to Roki's office, I had to wait for my husband to finish the meeting first. Mama Marni is waiting for me to leave supplies at the office only. But for me to give up directly is a happiness in itself. Mama Marni seems annoyed that I'm buying time. But before long, since my husband had finished the meeting directly to see me.


"Well, it looks like my wife's cooking is delicious." I saw Roki's eyes sparkling at my fried rice.


"Thank you dear." Praise her while peeping my forehead.


"emm ... Mama's a mosquito." Roki laughed at his annoyed mother.


I say goodbye to Roki, uh mas Roki to accompany mama to the mall. Mas Roki would have allowed it, he gave me his ATM, but I refused, considering I had my own ATM.


"Honey, my ATM is your ATM too. accepted dong." he persuaded.


"the next time I use your ATM mas, if now I use this one first."


"Yes, if that's what you want. Heart of hearts, dear." Again he kissed my forehead.