Just A Wedding

chapter 26

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The day I look forward to comes also. Many say the wedding day is the day when we open a new page with people who are not blood with us but are met in a bond.

Like any other woman, so do I. From last night I couldn't sleep, I thought a lot. How will my future be with Satrio sir? Especially considering what was said with Ravi. Inevitably, stay inside the nerves of my brain.I ignored and ignored remain a basic ingredient for me to step with Mr. Satrio. It remains a problem that I think about in my conscious or unconscious.

This morning my heart beats between happy and sad. In the next few hours I will be the wife of a man I do not love. My eyes were closed when MUA dressed me, not Mr. Satrio in my eyes. It was as if my eyes were reluctant to paint the mature man's face. Henry's calm, sweet-smiling face was clearly drawn, as if it was in front of me. He stood looking at me in his favorite light blue white striped shirt. I couldn't feel my tears falling as I remembered how Henry hugged me and said softly.

" Don't hurt me like this."

We hugged each other with a reluctant feeling of letting go. Crying each other out of not being able to fight fate, Henry occasionally wiped my tears with his cheeks. My lips quivered to say a name, as I called his name. I called him too with wounds that might not be as big as he was, which might not be as deep as his pain....................

" Henryyyyyyyyy"

How deep is the scratch I put on you ?

How big of a wound did I give you ?

" I'm sorry.....easy,"

My tears fell back even though I could bear it. My eyes are full and can't hold back anymore.

" Mbk Arin do not cry..later his makeup so damaged ! " Mr Santi ordered my bride's fairies while re-applying mascara in my eyes.

" I'm sorry......"

Not only because Henry made me cry, but also because I remembered my mother. I can fulfill his wish, get married. I'm sure you feel what I feel, too. Sad, happy, happy, moved into one. I still want to go for a wedding. The other side of my heart I hope my marriage goes well and will be happy with Mr. Satrio, even though there is a small cavity in my heart. Nor am I sure of the step I took and the other side of my heart, I still have feelings for Henry that I kept neatly.

Saying kabul Pak Satrio who was firm and in just one breath made all the witnesses say legitimate to us. Smiling authoritatively he looked at me who was crying sobbing, I received a dowry of two hundred thousand rupiah money strung together and framed beautifully from him. Kissing the top of my head for a very long time and saying softly

" Thank you for being my wife,"

Makes me feel like something has slipped beautifully into my broken heart for a while. I kissed the back of her hand, I tried to smile with my tears. I was so moved by what I was going through, getting married this is how it feels to burst into my heart. Giving out explosions - small explosions like fireworks in the new year.

I made a promise to myself and Mr. Satrio after marriage, I joined Mr. Satrio to his hometown trying to be a good wife for him. My intention to quit my job has not been submitted to Henry's family but I have prepared. My plan after the holidays I filed it.

My wedding was very simple. Guests from the family of Mr. Satrio are only the parents of Mr. Satrio and the family of Dita and om Rudi and his wife who accompanied Mr. Satrio come to my house. Mr. Satrio's children were not present at the wedding. Mr. Satrio told me last night by phone to apologize that Adrian and his son Adry could not attend because Adrian had to take care of the business in his place and was holding a salining with other trading entrepreneurs. While Adry had an event at his school where he could not leave the event because of his position as chairman of OSIS. I just agree with what Mr. Satrio said.

No more events after this kabul ijab. I took off my makeup right before the dhuhur prayer. Mr. Satrio is still cool talking with my father and brother-in-law. I packed some of my clothes because by late afternoon Mr. Satrio wanted to go straight to his hometown. During my one-week marriage leave, she agreed to spend it in her hometown. Because Mr. Satrio could not leave his job, so I gave up following him. I will follow him anyway. I also want to meet the two sons of Satrio Adrian and Adry. According to the story pak Satrio Adrian is the first son of twenty years who is now in college and helping his business while his second son who is still in high school. I only saw the faces of Satrio's two sons from the photo he showed me.

I followed Satrio's advice to say hello and send Wastapp's message to Adrian and Adry.

( Assalamualaikum.

I'm Arin's mom easy - hopefully we can be a family. Have you had lunch ? )

I type and I send it to both. Some time there is a notification coming in from Adry

Adry

( Waalaikum......

Hello papa's new wife huh?

she is also beautiful if she is a young mom.

Well - well so stepmother yes.tuh in the example of Ashanty is very good with Anang's child.).

I was very surprised by his reply which I thought was very honest and outspoken. I can understand it it might be difficult for him to accept his parents' disharmonious state. Divorce and marriage that takes place in a long time not more than one year. Mr. Satrio's divorce papers only dropped in September and he remarried in December.

but even though I understand it there is still fear in my heart. Will I be accepted as their new mother ? We did not know before the wedding.

I tried to ignore the reply Wastapp message from Adry and wait for the answer to the message from Adryan's eldest son Satrio.

" It's afternoon. Let's go ! Tomorrow morning I have to work," Mr. Satrio woke me up without feeling I was asleep because of fatigue.

" Yes father.sorry I fell asleep......"

" Why call dad....."

" Yes mas..sorry"

I say goodbye to my father and brothers. There was a cry in this temporary farewell. I hugged Jhoji for a long time.

" Aunty's a week, anyway,"

and answered a nod of tears by Jhoji.

" Later Aunt brought by - by."

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