Love Alone

121. Fiesta

Brandon and Gita's marriage is registered. All the requirements of the marriage have been met. Waiting for unfinished clothes to be sewn. The tent has been installed, the pelaminan is already on stage.

Tonight is a show put this on both brides. There was a nasyid team accompanying the event. Many young people who come to help pair this or just look.

Brandon and Gita's feelings should not be asked, they are happy but also stubborn. Brandon was afraid that he would have to repeat the sacred promise several times. Like when I married Kia. He always mentioned the name Anggita Nur Anggraini bint Chandra Wijayanto, even though the paper has clearly written the name Zaskia Amara bint Gunadi.

Her morning...

Gita's eyes looked swollen from lack of sleep last night. Although his body feels tired, but his eyes are difficult to close. The feeling of unease, fearing that Brandon would return to his cold nature, always haunts Gita's mind.

"Why are you, hm?" mama Hotma asked when she saw her son who was self-sufficient, her eyes looked slightly swollen.

"Gita can't sleep, Ma," whined Gita at her.

"You're thinking too much about something that doesn't matter, so you can't sleep. You are a doctor, you should be able to maintain your health. Mama was afraid you'd faint when the show started." Mama Hotma persisted because she was upset to see the face of her child who was not fresh and haggard.

"You can say that, because you don't feel it!" gita with pursed lips.

"Just son, don't feel! Indiscriminate by the way. Mama was once young, so knew what it was like to face marriage, continue to get pregnant, give birth and breastfeed... Mama has felt it! If you forget, Mama was young while you have never experienced the name old," mama Hotma's nagging annoyed because her speech was denied.

"Sorry, Mama. Gita's guilty of a lot with Mama and Papa. Pray yes, Ma. Hopefully the Gita household will be happy and lasting until the jannah Nya," said Gita while shedding tears.

Mama Hotma hugged her only daughter. Make up Gita began to fade due to an impromptu attack from the mother.

"Definitely! Mama must and always wishes you. There is no parent who does not pray for happiness for his children. Now you calm yourself. Soon the event will begin," said mam Hotma softly so that Gita who heard it became moved and returned to shed tears.

The make up officer continued his work, putting on Gita's makeup. Finished, Gita changed clothes using white kebaya. She looks beautiful elegantly in her modern kebaya dress. Anyone who sees must be fascinated by her beauty.

Gita was led out of the room because the ruler and the bridegroom and his family were waiting.

Brandon looked at Gita without blinking at all. She is fascinated by the beauty of the Gita. The makeup she uses is simple. However, it can emit all the aura of goodness, so it radiates on the face of Gita.

The marriage contract was held at nine in the morning and then continued with the hiring event. Brandon and Gita wear traditional Malay clothing for wage-wage events. Before being hired, it appears that the nasyid performer sang sholawat and do'a songs for the bride.

Brandon and Gita are forgotten by family and other relatives and guests. The hiring event was completed around twelve noon. Then Gita and Brandon can have lunch and rest.

Forgetting is usually done at a certain moment, such as marriage, the birth of a child, circumcision, getting achievements, or commuting from home (such as taking the Hajj, for example)

Brandon always follows wherever Gita steps his foot.

"Why follow the Gita?" gita asked in surprise as Brandon followed her into the room.

"For the sake of wanting!" brandon answered briefly.

"Abang out first, Gita wants to change clothes. So hot!" pinta Gita with pleading gaze.

"Why should you come out? Doesn't this room start today as well as Brother's room?" brandon asked in surprise.

Gita was silent for a moment thinking of the right answer.

"Gita is ashamed, Bang," said Gita while looking down embarrassed with fingers clutched together.

"I'm ashamed, you've seen and felt. Why shame?" brandon said unfiltered so that it makes Gita's face red extinguished because it holds shame.

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The author again olleng, so sometimes nulis a lot sometimes bit. The effect of RL work is a headache, so goosebumps. Where is the subject of corruption. It turns out the brain, a pinch of the brain🙈

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