Jino and Kisya

Jino and kisya

That morning. The atmosphere of the haru enveloped the entire hall of the plaza hotel. Because now Jino is ready to launch the action. Meminang the lover of heart. Wearing a white coat and wearing a white peci. Jino sat in front of the ruler to say izab kabul.

Jino looks so handsome with after that bridal suit. Not expecting it to be the lips of the guests who want to witness the marriage contract. With a beating heart he sat down to try to relax waiting for the arrival of the beloved lover who soon he will have fully.

He tried to calm down with the saliva that he swallowed many times. It was boisterous because the guest gossiped because the groom turned out to be different from the name listed on the invitation.

"Yes, the groom is different, this turns out to be Mr. Geovandra's eldest son, the widower's son one ituloh." Whisper one of the invited guests.

"Well, I know, I used to be present at the birth of the baby."

"Yes duren, jeng duren, his wealth is more suitable if it is with my son, ah know once I introduce isabel to Mr Geovandra."

"Look, he's more suitable to be my son Nana's partner, I don't think, the bride can be that handsome."

"Yes my jeng so curious to see his bride as beautiful as what?"

"Yes me too."

"This should be the one who married Mr. Geovandra's second son, Jeff daviz, but we know in the news about the accident, ah lucky girl, there is her brother who replaced."

"Ah what aye jeng, well I rarely watch television, I'm busy arisan."

"Oh my goodness, Katro is a jerk."

They chuckled as they continued to whisper gossiping about Jino and Kisya. The invited guests from within the country already know about the accident. But guests who come from abroad do not know. They were so boisterous about Jino's toughness as a bride. Jino herself was still struggling with a sense of tension that enveloped her entire heart.

"God gives smoothness to everything. I beg you to let me and Kisya unite, so that our children can have a complete family." Jino prayed in her heart. She was very hopeful with very, very much for the smooth running of her marriage. Breath continues to blow. Anxiety anxiety and heart beat that converges cause a series of thrilling waiting.

Another Jino another kisya. Kisya was still in a room to change clothes and was still in makeup. His heart was pounding. There was happiness mixed with anxiety in his heart. At that time he put his guilt aside in order to get a beautiful moment. Kisya already looks beautiful with the kebaya she is wearing. A white kebaya.

Beautiful kebaya that shows an aura of beauty that animates. Who would have thought that Kisya was a single mother. Who would have thought that Kisya had ever been pregnant and given birth. Because no one would have expected that. Because Kisya is so beautiful. Her slender body did not show that she had been pregnant and her white skin did not show that her stomach had ever stretched. When fashion designers helped replace Kisya's clothes.

The designer was stunned to see how clean and white Kisya's skin was. It can even compete with the white of milk. There are no signs of pregnancy like striae and linea alba in her stomach. Even his scarring now left only a white line. Of course because of the care of a skin specialist. Disguising the scars on Kisya's stomach.

Lintang came and immediately hugged his beloved friend.

Tears she could no longer shake. The taste of haru and sadness mixed into one. Because Lintang today has to completely forget his love for Jino. Tears flowing profusely soaked her beautiful cheeks. Lintang must try iklas and steadfastly accept the destiny in his life.

A feeling of tightness in the heart mixed with a pain that accumulates in his chest. Making a painful cry. Lintang continued to hug Kisya with tears that she could not bear anymore. Kisya shed tears too. When I hear the cries of the latitude. They did not expect that Jino would be her husband. Because all this time only Latitude became the longest woman and closest to Jino.

The past remains the past all the expressions of love Jino and Lintang now can only turn into a sweet memory. Tears are a latitude expression of a taste she once kept and gave to Jino. Tears are tears of a latitude sacrifice. A sick heart, a heartache and a sore wound. Mixing into one invites the fall of the heavy Latitude tears.

Latitude was now staring at Kisya with her wet eyes. His lips shook with the cry.

"I'm handing over Brother Jino to you Kis, I'm giving up my heart and all my love, for you to take care of your whole life, I'm going to give him what used to be a wonderful hope for me. I still love her, but I have to classify her for you, because God didn't match her and me. Because God has betrothed you both with signs of an extraordinary meeting and event. Kisya I finally let go of my love, for you." Lintang said in his heart. With tears that drip unstoppably.

"Stars don't cry, geez, the bride is a cry." Said the makeup artist who was confused because Kisya continued to cry. He was hassled to remove the back of tears on Kisya's cheeks.

"Oh, I'm just moved." Speak Lintang with her sweet smile. He wiped his tears and took a deep breath. His body shook with the cry.

"Look, it's beautiful, so it should be a little tidied up again." Said makeup artist who incidentally is a woman. And has been used to make the makeup of many actresses including Lintang. That's why he knows Lintang well. She returned to pokus to arrange Kisya makeup to look perfect.

"Good cikis dear." Latitude speech with a vibrating mouth restrains crying.

"Latitude Mac." Kisya returned to shed her tears. The blue Haru of the two friends came back crying with a different heart and poignant stuffing. A heart that is hurting and letting go. And a heart that beats because of a mixture of pleasure and anxiety. At that moment Kisya seemed to forget his regret. And just a love Debaran she felt.

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