Late Wedding?

Back to Routine

Today I have returned to Jogja accompanied by my father and also my mother. Honestly, this is the first time I was escorted again by Father and Mother like this, the last time I was delivered was when I was still costing and working with people. But, after being able to open a boutique and have your own car, you never drove me. If you want to go, I was told to send him.

Thank God, yesterday's application event went smoothly without obstacles. Mas Adi who had made me worry, did not show his actions. Oh, okay, actually Mas Adi is not tipekal who will make trouble anyway even though it's something he does not like. But, at least Mas Adi was quite welcome with the Reynand family. Especially when Kafka who continued to stick to Reynand, making Mas Adi inevitably, finally gave up losing and blessed us. Although there is a good debate as well. Mas Adi tuh, if you do not like the same person it is difficult to diluluhin. I don't like it, I don't like it. But amazingly, this time. Hehe, it seems like the universe still loves me, so don't want to make a small drama towards H day.

If you ask when H day will come, the answer is wait two more months. Yes, yesterday indeed all of you were invited for the ijab qobul event and the recipe. There was a difference in understanding when discussing the ijab qobul event and also the reception. The Reynand family wanted a reception and a day-only ijab - exactly as I wanted it to be, but I didn't agree. He said he was afraid that me and Reynand might be exhausted. Though in hindsight, all of you are tired right? From today ijab, only tomorrow is ijab qobul.

But considering I once said that for the ijab qobul event and reception, I leave it to Mom, yes I have finally relented. Although I'm really, really not willing to be honest.

"Sir, here's a note from both new and old customers."

Sandra handed over her binder book, a book she usually uses to record the wishes of our customers.

Although a little lazy-effect over the holidays-, I then received the book and opened the contents. There were a fair amount of notes, making me grimace badly. If you see this much notes, it means I've been a long time yes, go to the boutique.

I glanced at Sandra. "Hehe, got a lot of customers, yeah," I grinned and then closed the binder book.

"Yes, anyway, I want my bonus a lot. As Ma'am Qilla promised."

I'm nodding. "Yes, I'll transfer, yeah."

Sandra gave her thumbs up and sat down in front of me. His expression turned enthusiastic, making me frown in wonder. Loh, where was that pouting expression? Really cepet instead.

"Where's the proposal, Ma'am?"

You're Sandra, the kepo. His expression turned enthusiastic, lha wong had his wish turned out.

I'm nodding. "Alhamdulillah, fluent, San. Thanks, yeah, the prayer."

"When will the wedding be?"

"Two months away."

"That's chatty. I've been really excited, yes," Sandra seduced while giggling amusedly.

I snorted and then hit Sandra on the head using her binder book.

"Just boy. Good intentions should be immediately addressed. Faster is better."

"Well, I can" Sandra sneered, making me chuckle amusedly.

"Can dong. It's working there! I want to work, too."

"Mister Qilla don't want me to clear up first?"

"Clearly what?"

Sandra's index finger then pointed towards her binder book, without saying anything. I replied to him while smiling and shaking.

"Costumer before this one is also not in the hold, San," I said as I opened the binder book and said, "The record section is quite complete, really," I added later.

Just for information, yes, Sandra is indeed I believe in accepting customers. But usually, the costumer who is a bit fussy directly to me and Sandra only accepts that, well, do not want complicated plus easy.

Sandra then nodded her head and stood up, only after she resigned.

I then stood up and walked to my cutting table while holding the meter around my neck. Just as I was about to prepare to execute my customer's cloth, Lina and Monik's voice suddenly greeted my eardrum with a splash. Okay, errata, just Lina's voice tone is frenzied, being Monik, just normal.

"Crazy, yes, proposals are not legal. What kind of temen lo this is," Lina sprayed while throwing me using a sofa pillow.

Monik chuckles while leaning his body on the lip of the door.

I scratched my head and walked up to her, then tried to hug Lina. However, being cheered on by him, made my lips manyun without being prevented.

"Talk there, yuk!" take me later.

"No need, La, you if you want to work, just work," said Monik.

"No! I need an explanation, Mo," said Lina then dragging my arm towards the living room.

I could only resign, and the Monik followed behind us.

"Clearly!"

"Let's relax, Lin, sit down!" I said as I told Lina to sit down, because right now I'm just sitting down. While Lina stood beside me with both gabbed waists. Monik himself, now sitting on the sofa with his calm face.

Lina snorted dislikefully and then sat on the sofa, even with a facial expression that was not too fond. "Clearly! Why can you apply without our ngundang, you consider what this kit anyway, La? How can you please let us?"

"Don't want to hang you guys, Lin, the problem is, the application event is really just a family core doang. There is no big-gede event that reaches the neighboring or cement. It's really just me and Reynand's nuclear family" I said.

"Where there is a proposal event, no laws. Don't try to make up stories, yeah!"

I scratched my head confused. Didn't expect that it turns out I will be in all-out trial like this. Huh, you know this yesterday I think the same mother only. Let's not be silent Lina and the reception and ijab qobul can be a day. Huh, regret always comes at the end, yes.

"There's, Lin, the proof of my proposal is so."

"Not to be trusted" said Lina firmly.

I sighed while twitching my suddenly throbbing temple. Then glanced at Monik, intending to ask for help.

"Not to think about it, La, if this is a mother-female want to snack justin. Care very much you," replied Monik cuek.

And that obviously made Lina even more inflamed. Emotionally, he grabbed the couch cushion beside him, then threw it at Monik.

"Diem deh lo!" ketus Lina with her tone of voice judes.

Monik was not angry, his expression was still calm and calm, even so he still replied to Lina by throwing a sofa pillow earlier until it hit Lina's face.

"Lo who should be diem, again happy temen kok even juicedin. Let's let's what it is, huh?"

"Yes, because you're happy again, Mo. I also want to be happy for his proposal, but how do I want to be happy if in fact we do not want to share that happiness. I'm obviously all over."

"Yes, yes, sorry, Lin, Mo. Not that I do not want to share happiness, but indeed the application event is for the nuclear family only. No other," I said, explaining again.

"But that time?" Lina again asked with her face expression and tone of voice in disbelief.

The monik snorted boredly, then glanced at me. "Telfonin Rey there, La, let this Mother-emak believe."

"Well, yeah, right, tuh! Call Rey, take a video call but, yeah. I want to see the candidate."

I immediately clucked, and stood up from the sofa to pick up my phone in my workroom. After that I sat down and tried to contact Reynand. Luckily the first call was answered by him.

"Yes, assalamualaikum, future wife. What's wrong, this hour is already on the phone? Kangen or miss?"

I immediately snorted faintly upon hearing the sentence Reynand blurted out. I can't imagine that if I had made a video call, Lina would have gotten more excited.

"Wa'allaikumussalam's chat. No, there's nothing really. Here's what I'm going to say," I said, and then I took the phone away from my ear, and I grabbed the speaker button and brought it closer to Lina.

"Cock just a sound?" lina protested in a somewhat whispered voice.

"Yes, hello" said Reynand.

"Community dong, Lin. He said he was talking to Reynand."

"What am I talking about?" lina whispered as she shook her head. "you're the one who said, I'm quite horrified."

I immediately clucked in disagreement and still insistent on asking Lina to ask herself. But Lina did not refuse.

"So who's insistent?"

"Emmm... Sorry, interrupted the chat. Is this talking to me or do you want to talk to yourself? I'm just gonna have to make a presentation again."

"Now, you continue to work. Sorry, yeah, bother," I regret it. I then immediately glared sharply at Lina who was now grimacing while pointing her finger to form the letter V.

"Relatedly? You're afraid you'll be curious, if now there's still time" Reynand replied.

I turned towards Lina, intending to ask if she still wanted to talk or not. But the young Mamah shook her head firmly.

"No, Rey, you just keep working. I'm sorry, bother," I said later.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes, if so. Don't bother dong, I'm just grinning. Tell your friends thank you, yes."

"meaning?"

"Yes, thanks to your friend, I'm going to hear your voice."

Holy hooch! Still this place, you know. Where the loud speaker of my phone is still on again, right Lina and Monik can still hear.

"I'm closed," I said, ignoring his words and instantly turning off the connection without letting Reynand reply.

"Cie cie," Lina teased after I ended my phone.

I just snorted then put my phone on the table, and crossed my hands in front of my chest, then looked at Lina fiercely

"Well, don't you think?" sindirku.

And Lina responded with a crisp laugh.

"Gue isn't vindictive, so, yeah. Lupain is."

Once again I snorted, then pelted Lina's face using a sofa pillow.

"Basic!" decakku.

"So, when is ijab qobul and its prescription?" lina asked with an enthusiastic expression. Even his body was now slightly tilted towards me, with both eyes sparkling.

"Two months away."

"Gercep, yes," replied Lina while giggling amusedly. "hopefully smooth, yes, really be the husband of people. Not married at the"

BUGH!!

"Go home!" ejectu. Lina and Monik replied with a crisp laugh.

"Handling, La," kekeh Lina.

"It's not funny, yeah. Go home! I want to work."

Still laughing, Lina then nodded and took Monik to her feet.

"Rome yuk, Mo, the bride-to-be needs a job like a khuda. The cost of renting a building and reception events is now expensive. Yuk," take Lina.

The monik just bobbing heads and then saying goodbye to me. "Take off, yes, if you're tired of taking a break." He hugged me and poked before going down the stairs. Lina was already scurrying downstairs.

"No need to be escorted" prevented Monik when he realized I was tailing behind him.

I nodded, assuring. But follow him from behind.

When they're done driving them to the front, and making sure they both leave my boutique. I then went back upstairs and started my activities. Cut the fabric until it becomes a kebaya piece that will be used for the application event.

"Mister, busy?"

I paused my intention to sit down and approach Jihan. Usually, if Jihan's looking for me, because she needs help.

"No, Han, it's over, by any chance. What's up?"

"You ask me, Ma'am, come down, yuk!"

I then nodded, and invited Jihan to come downstairs.

"This is you know, Ma'am, the rendanya want to be put where the hell? Waist or neck?" mother Husna asked as Jihan and I got downstairs.

I then approached the mannequin statue on the left side of Sister Husna, and noticed the baby blue dress they were working on.

"Not the sketch I drew yesterday on the waist, huh, Ma'am?"

"Yes, anyway, Ma'am, but yesterday who had come here, ask that in the neck she be given something like that, let's not plain."

I nodded in understanding. "Love beads or sequins if that is so, Ma'am. If the same is given lace like too crowded deh." I then dizzy looking for the whereabouts of Sandra. "Where's sandra?"

"Exit, Ma'am. Buy kiranti said," replied Jihan.

I nodded once more, then held the bottom of the dress. "Yes, then tell Sandra to ask again to the one who has."

"But who has, yesterday said it's up to us" said Husna.

"Yes, put the sequins first if so," I reply later.

"If you don't like it?"

"Yes, unload the dong," my kekeh made Jihan pout.

"That's the way it is, Han. I don't like, yes, get ready to change professions," said Mbak Husna who immediately kuangguki and thumbs up.

"Tuh, more experience, Han. Ready to change professions?"

"The owner, Ma'am."

"Eh? Want to change professions what?"

With a pretentious smile Jihan then replied, "Person changes profession so wife of people," he laughed later. Then we laughed afterwards.

"Well, yeah, I'm staying up?"

Jihan and Sister Husna nodded, then allowed me to go upstairs.

I then nodded while giving my two thumbs up and went upstairs. Arriving upstairs, I immediately threw my body on the long sofa. After a long vacation, yes, two hours of work, it feels tired amazing.

"Mom!"

I then lifted my face and found Sandra beside me.

"Why?"

"Racid?"

I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. Why do you use all the pleasantries?

"Why?" ask me with a suspicious tone.

"You want permission?"

"Izin's? Where's where?"

"Go home early."

"Why what?" manya suspect.

"That's... Anu..."

"Yes, just go home."

"Eh?"

"At PMS, right? Yes, go home," I said and stood up to the kitchen.

"Hehe, yes, thank you, Ma'am."

I nodded while pouring water into the glass. "Yes, equally. Need usher?"

Sandra shook her head while shaking her hands. I just nodded afterwards.

Tbc,