Love Stories Overseas

Chapter 36

" Well, this female manten candidate has this big tompel on the cheek, what exactly is this mistress?", asked the fairy face, who saw Dila in a big coat on her left cheek.

" If minus the eyes can be in the sense, later let me tell people to buy contact lenses that fit the minus". Makeup stylist takes off Dila's glasses.

Fatma and Siti who were in the room smiled at the makeup artist's words.

Fatma stood up and drew closer to Dila, then took off the fake tompel attached to Dila's left cheek.

" No need, it's all not needed, this is just removed it is fine, it's also decorative glasses, not minus glasses, so if you want to wear ordinary contact lenses, do not be a minus".

The makeup artist immediately gawked, "Oh, mbaknya this is very strange, this pretty face even in the love of fake tompel and thick glasses, so ugly right, just now, the face was beautiful, mending is not in anything this is already beautiful".

" It's Mba, just stay here, later will replace my horror and besan me" said Fatma.

" Okay, ready Madam, this is basically pretty, just a little polishing is enough".

Dila who has always been in makeup by makeup artists really looks manglingi, a geeky face with tompells and thick glasses that always cover her beauty, is now turning into a beautiful face dazzling, beautiful face, totally changed 180°.

Especially when Dila was dressed in a small bun and white kebaya from the team wardrobe. Though only a rented kebaya, but very fit in Dila's body, such as his own clothes with famous designers who designed it, all fitting, from the cut of the arms, curves, body, really Dila is a very beautiful royal princess.

Even Fatma and Siti felt very satisfied with her daughter's current appearance.

Fatma and Siti were also in the make up and replaced with the same kebaya in light ash.

Everything was ready and turned beautiful when the clock showed at half 8 o'clock.

The makeup team came out of Indra's room to the Guest room, where Indra was there dressed neatly, a white semi-coat top, her own. Likewise with El who is wearing a white coat so that the color is the same as the father.

10 Minutes put up Indra, and all are now ready for the event.

Mr. Didit arrived half an hour ago with Bude Tini and his two children, Susi and Tomi. They are invited by Siti to watch Dila's wedding.

" Mas Didit later please be a witness on the part of the bride yes, because this is a sudden event I myself was shocked by Dila's decision to get married, fortunately Mas's house is not too far from Jakarta". Toto.

" Well To, but you can be the son-in-law of the rich and the owner of many hotels, that's how the story goes?, from yesterday-yesterday every time I came to Dila's rented in Cibitung she wasn't around, said his rented neighbor Dila again work at the factory. Where does Dila know Mr Indra?. He is a young businessman who is famous, I once nganter boss I met with him. I'm proud of Dila, but also a little worried" Didit said

" Worried why Mas?, is Indra not a good man?", asked Toto curiously.

" It's not so To, when I anter my boss meets with Mr. Indra, his secretary is sexy well, he seems to hold the same boss. Dila kudu be careful, do not let any actors after they get married later".

Toto so thought with the words of his sister-in-law, hopefully Indra is the type of loyal man. If indeed her secretary is beautiful and sexy, why not her secretary who was made a wife by Indra, after all they knew each other, rather than knowing Dila.

Pak Penghulu arrived at Indra's house, Guests who are only a few people are welcome to sit and watch the ijab qobul to be carried out.

El sat in the front seat with his grandfather, to be close to his father.

Mr. Toto and Indra have now faced each other only blocked by the dead table, pak penghulu on the right of Toto, while the two witnesses are on the right and left of the dead table.

" Well because there is still a lot to marry today, our contract event from now on", pak pengulu started the event until the chants of ijab and qobul sounded and all said "SAH " simultaneously.

Dila came out of the room accompanied by her mother and Ms. Fatma.

Mr. Penghulu recites the wedding prayer and after the completion of Indra recites the indirect sigh in front of everyone.

" After my marriage contract Indra Pambudi promised with all my heart, that I would take care of my wife named Karina Nadila well, according to Islamic teachings....".

Hearing the contents of the Taklik sighat Dila felt trembling, for him this marriage was just a joke, but thoughtful and the heart of everyone present, this marriage was an event of sacred and sacred union. There is a shame on the Almighty for Dila's ridiculous thoughts all along.

" Now please the bride sign the marriage certificate".

Dila also received a pen from pak penghulu and affixed her signature, for some reason Dila's heart became moved and felt sad because now she had officially become Indra's legal wife.

She was also welcome to kiss her husband's hand. And when facing each other, Indra's shocked expression could not be covered when he saw the woman beside him.

" I'm sorry, sir, this seems to be something wrong" Indra said, pulling her hand again as Dila was about to kiss her hand.

Since then Indra has not seen Dila's face for a moment, because Indra thought it was not necessary, in make over like anything, Dila is still a geeky girl who is bedwetted. But what was before her at this moment was like an angel descending from heaven, truly very beautiful. Indra even thought the woman beside him was not Dila.

" Loh, what's wrong?", Mr. penghulu followed confused.

Because not only Indra was shocked, since bi Darsih and bi Ana had also first felt shocked when they saw how beautiful Dila was.

" You are how dear.., this is Dila, your mother's daughter-in-law, your legal wife now, her mother El", Fatma explained as she kept her mouth shut with laughter.

" Are you really Dila?", asked Indra still in disbelief.

Dila just nodded and looked down embarrassed by her husband's behavior, because there were still many guests who witnessed his ridiculousness.

" It's true that this is his wife, now kiss your husband's hand, I still have to attend other commitments" said Mr. Penghulu.

Indra instantly gave her right hand to kiss Dila, making the others laugh at her silly behavior.

Mr. Penghulu said goodbye first, the photo session began. El is the happiest among the others. Because Dila is already legally her mother.

At 12 noon the house was not too crowded, because some guests had gone home. Only close families who are still talking.

Toto and Siti are now dressed normally again. Pakde Didit and his family were still there, so Toto and Siti planned to stop by Didit's house for a while, so they had to go home soon. There is still Dita at home alone, which is entrusted to the neighbors, so if in Jakarta too long pity her Dita.

Dita can only watch her brother's wedding through a video that Dila sent to her. Dita was sad and disappointed because she did not attend in person, but Dita understood the circumstances of her brother who had to get married soon.

After lunch together, both Dila's parents and Pakde Didit's family say goodbye to Indra and family. Dila hugged her mother long enough, Ari was part of the task of driving both parents Dila to the village, in the trunk of the car, there were many souvenirs prepared by Ms. Fatma for her besi. Until Siti felt bad, because when they came yesterday, they brought nothing.

" Hopefully the journey is smooth, Ma'am, greetings to his sister Dila. If again school holidays, just play here, let it be the same Dila and El accompanied to Dufan or ragunan" said Fatma.

Siti just nodded with a smile, "i say thank you very much for everything, I tipped Dila, she is very young, still has a lot to be directed" said Siti.

They entered the car and left the old house feeling sad and happy. Sad to leave Dila alone, and happy because his iron family looks very fond of Dila.

After the death of his family, Dila went back into the house, El had taken a nap because of fatigue. Dila also laid herself beside El, it turns out that getting married is tiring as well.

" Dear, how come you are even here, let the mama who metemenin El bobo afternoon, you rest in Indra's room, it seems Indra is waiting for you" said Ms. Fatma.

Dila eventually moved into Indra's room without protest. Right when entering Indra is already there, the middle of the fall on the mattress which is evidence of their struggle some time ago.

Dila chose to lay down on the long sofa in Indra's room.

" Why did you fall asleep there?, here it is still wide", Indra patted the empty part next to him. " No need to think macem-macem, I am also tired and want to sleep", said Indra tilted her body back to an empty place so that Dila wanted to move.

Dila was forced to move, but first he put a bolster pillow in the middle as a barrier.

The atmosphere of the room became quiet for a few minutes, there was no conversation between the two of them. But Indra could not stand the various questions that had been on his mind since. Until Indra started the conversation.

" Why have you been wearing glasses and a tompel on your cheek?".

Instead of answering, Dila turned her back to Indra who was now sleeping facing him.

" Because you don't like pretty and young maids, that's what I heard from the guy who put me to work here".

Indra was relieved because Dila wanted to answer his question, at least Dila was not as early as yesterday-yesterday.

" You know Bram where Dil is?".

" I don't know, and I've never seen, my rented neighbor who knew your friend".

" Can you not call me sir now?, am I your husband?", Indra brought his face closer to the smell of Dila's hair now loose." And can you face here, since we're talking, why do you keep turning your back on me?".

" So what should I call?, I don't want to face there, Mister is staring at me right?" said Dila.

" Call Me only".

" Why is it that if I look at you, isn't looking at the wife's face a worship?, I haven't actually memorized your real face".

" Why is it?, feel lucky because it turns out I'm beautiful, do not take me too long, later Mas can fall in love", muttered Dila with her PD.

" You are funny too, do you know, rejecting the husband's wishes is a big sin" Indra said.

Dila silent did not answer, in his brain justifying Indra's words, but his little heart was still not ready to look at the close distance with the person he hated so much. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.