
“Assalamulaikum ..!!”
“Yuhuu!! We're going straight in, huh?”
After that day, Rere and Nikita came back and went straight into Maula's room without hesitation. Their distinctive style is cherry, sounding up to the bathroom. However, Maula only let them shout, while going around looking for her whereabouts.
“Maw! Mamaw!! Where are you, anyway?!” Ironically, they called out the name Maula while opening all the drawers and closet doors, as if they were looking for a cat hiding.
They chuckled as they saw Maula coming out of the bathroom. “Nih him, Mamaw the cute stray cat,” said Rere while pulling Maula's hand.
“That's why, drawers and closet doors are all open? What are you guys looking for in my room?” maula protested while turning her face towards the object she just called.
“From you, baby. Called, nak nyaut, sih.”
“Why not look in the trash? Or in a pond with lots of fish? There's usually a kitten if messing around?”
“Shuutt ..!” Rere placed an index finger on Maula's lips, then told her to immediately put on a shirt while pushing the girl into the dressing room. While they were, waiting while sitting on the bed.
“Sorry, yes, La, we're playing! You see from now on, this room will be our room too, until the wedding day comes!” nikita shouted as she directed her voice towards the changing room.
“Originally do not forget if I am married later. You know what I mean?!” answer Maula while coming out of the dressing room with a casual stelan at home.
“Ngerti, ngerti.” Rere nodded with certainty as he grabbed onto Maula's shoulder. “Who also wants to be a mosquito repellent in the bridal room?” muttered.
“Yes already, yu, hunted!” Nikita was waiting in the doorway turning her watch.
Maula was not given the opportunity to simply ask, 'what is the event below?' He was only half-drawn to the living room to meet some of the teams who were waiting for him for the title meeting. Technical wedding meetings to be exact.
In addition to having formed a team, there is also present all family members and closest friends.
Shortly after being met, then Maula knew that they were the team that would fight the event two weeks to come. From the name alone, Maula can tell that they already have a lot of portfolios and are connected to hundreds of experienced wedding vendors. Archana Wedding is indeed the mainstay of celebrity WO and Indonesian conglomerate, but in no way entered the criteria of choice Maula actually.
“There is no other WO, Re?” grunts.
“Still want to queue up after that, um?” threaten Rere while raising an eyebrow.
“Sstt ...” Nikita nudged Maula's arm while glancing. “Diem aja! Sit down, smile, and look carefully,” He repeatedly reminded while glancing at someone who stood like he was carrying a presentation in front of him.
Although Maula actually felt that she would not get satisfaction, but eventually she had to follow whatever they said.
WO has been planning for two consecutive events, an official application series, three days before the wedding. Continued with the study and flush that will still be held at the Maula residence, then the marriage contract the day after along with the reception at the same place.
A week before the event, this house will probably be very messy because of the arrival of the family from Morocco and also some relatives of his mother Khayru in Bekasi. Intentionally, they do not accommodate guests in hotel rooms. By Maula, this house should not look lonely before the wedding.
Both ceremonies offered turned out to have a fairly long traditional procession, very draining when the time is only about two weeks left. That was after Mr. Omar added a little more time than the previous plan.
“Where the earth is stepped, there the sky is upheld,” replied Maula who had resigned. “Here I was born and raised, then custom is all that will be made.” This is the ultimate move when Maula no longer wants to answer questions about the preparation of the event.
Maula does not speak the truth. He still hopes that his dream wedding will still be realized, but rather than expressing his wishes, he prefers to save energy and mind for a while, because as they say that maintaining health is more important today.
Two weeks is not a long time. Three days before the first day, finally arrived. Now the house already has a silver decoration because for this application event carries a glamour theme. However, stay relaxed.
The rows of seats are neatly arranged, ready to welcome the motorcade which is dominated by family and relatives from the Khayru side. They deliberately came from Morocco and after this proposal, will spend the night at Maula's house until the wedding is over.
In such a short time, all the events were arranged in as much detail as possible without lacking a single thing. Although previously Khayru had asked Maula's readiness for an atmosphere that might be a little different because without the presence of parents like other brides.
With sure Maula answered ready, I promise I won't cry no matter what the conditions are. He just wants his parents to be happy to see the princess left with the right person. The only man who was also their choice.
For this application event, the number of invited guests is only a small part and very limited. Another case with a banquet for a reception that is designed to be open to the public, anyone can come to enjoy even though they do not get an official invitation. Because the purpose of the reception later is none other than to share happiness. Although during the agreement, the room will be temporarily closed to maintain its calm and sacredness.
In addition to limited space, the application event that is only held in the residence of prospective girls, this is more devoted to family relationships that are motivated by different cultures, so that it is more thick and warmer family atmosphere.
At about 08.00 pm, the motorcade with a pile of as much as they carried, already occupied the seats provided by being given a little distance between men and women, in the courtyard of the house. Given the opportunity for them to take a short break while enjoying the most beautiful shahdu. Then, the MC opened the event by inviting Kiai to give a speech to the audience so as not to waste too much time.
At that time, Maula was welcome to sit down to join the female guests. She appeared with her two maids from the main door, wearing a matching silver-colored dress with outdor-designed decorations tonight. After he sat on Umi Khadijah and Katia, the typical voice of the radio broadcaster began to sound again. Ask the men to convey the meaning of his arrival in front of the guests.
Mr. Omar himself came forward and submitted a proposal for his son against Maula, but the MC has not invited Maula to answer the application. There seems to be another session to go.
Well, that was the welcome has been delivered one by one, as well as the application, officially submitted against the deck Maula a moment ago.
But wait! I don't want this show to be over...
Let's call the suitor to go forward. declare his love first, just exciting...
The MCs tried to interact with the audience and his typical domineering voice, got a welcome and also applause.
Khayru, who was sitting in the front row with Mr. Omar, Mr. Kiai and Suryadi's lawyer, suddenly rose. Suddenly, however, the originally bright lights were bright, changing with dim night lights. Everyone was shocked, but slowly began to get used to it and enjoy the atmosphere of a more romantic night.
Not only that, the wall that has a white screen measuring 1 meter x 1.5 meters, decorated with flowers that frame the surroundings, suddenly lit up, displaying a reflection of the image from the projector. The screen only shows a photo of a boy holding his sister, with a slide show written Longest love story (Longest Love Story).
I don't know what that writing and drawing means. Only Khayru and MC know because it's part of the show's content.
The To Be Continued....