My Destiny You
The Part 33
In the central room that had been transformed into a place of commitment, Geo shook Abi Zayid's hand. Even though he tried to relax, his hands shook. And it was realized by his future father-in-law, making Geo tempted all out.
Only the close relatives of both sides were present. Not many guests were invited as Aish wished.
After Sah's call came out of the mouths of the witnesses, Geo could breathe with relief. Now he has taken over responsibility for Aish. The woman was legally his wife.
Just now they were saying the sound of screaming coming from Aish's room was loud.
"Let me look inside," Geo held back Abi Zayid who wanted to move on. Don't want the reason for their marriage to be uncovered this quickly because Aish is likely regretting her decision.
“What's up?” Geo asked, Aish was berserk slamming whatever items were nearby. The makeup on her pretty face was already in a mess, the woman did not cry any more looking like she was angry. Geo does not know the cause, Aish is angry at him or at this marriage.
“Don't know Mas, suddenly rampaged while reading the letter?” Answer one of the MUA.
“Surat?” Geo frowned.
“Iya,” point it on the paper that is still in Aish's hand. So strong was the hand clasped until the veins stiffened.
“You guys are out and don't talk about anything after coming out of this room.” Said Geo firmly, more precisely giving a threat.
The two ladies nodded obediently leaving the bridal room.
Geo walked closer to Aish, the woman was still unaware of his presence. There were no broken objects, only scincare bottles scattered on the floor.
“See!” Geo straightened Aish's body, one hand clutching the dressing table. Pointing at the mirror that displayed the woman's messy face.
Slowly Geo opened the braid of Aish's grip on the other hand. Then take the paper and read the writing there.
“Only because of a rubbish sentence like this do you rampage?” Geo's grim question made Aish cry.
Aish made down. Why is he so weak, unable to control himself. Just because of something like that, his emotions exploded. All this time, he was most able to maintain his emotions.
"And this,” Geo pointed at the objects scattered on the floor and then turned to Aish's face. "Also this, you make other people bother having to work twice to clean up your room and makeup."
Understand with Geo's intention, while Aish's reluctance to pick up the items he had thrown. Return to the original place with a shaking hand. She was not like a wife, but like a maid who was being scolded by her employer for making a mistake.
“We do not live from the praise of others and we do not die from the abuse of others. Words, insults, insults cannot determine the quality of ourselves. The way we respond that determines ourselves is gold or trash. Life is about you. No one can hurt you if you don't allow it. You can be angry, rampage like this but no one knows but yourself and me.”
Aish fell silent with a small sigh. He was embarrassed many times. The man slapped himself hard.
Geo brought Aish's still-vibrating body to sit down, “please all your emotions now. After our new relief came out,” said he took mineral water with straws that have been prepared so that the lipsticks do not shrink. Her lipstick was indeed not a mess but her makeup was a mess.
“I hate myself. I'm disgusted with myself, I'm ashamed of you. I just look good but I'm not good. And I,,,” Aish can't go on with the sentence.
"No one will ever touch you again, you are still precious. If other people who hate are ordinary, but what if those who hate are themselves. This self needs love from the owner of his own body." Geo gently held onto both of Aish's shoulders while patting her.
"How do you want to live a quiet and happy life if you yourself are a hater.” Then he took a tissue and cleaned the tears on his wife's face. “I said don't be pretty, but don't be ruined by crying and makeup.”
“Sorry,” shameless Aish. His anger exploded when he read the letter.
“Sorry will not be able to fix this make up. Apologize to yourself before anyone else. Love him who is already this strong, ” said Geo tidying Aish hijab with potluck skills.
“I have to wear which one to tidy it up,” asked to see a make up box containing foreign objects in his eyes.
Aish shook her head not knowing, she had never used any makeup equipment other than powder. “I ask them really make up, someone will pick you up. Don't go berserk again, take care of this body. He's mine,” Geo patted Aish's head on top after ordering like that.
Aish is made to look at the back of Geo who left the room. Sometimes the man speaks so thinly that he makes his mental down. But sometimes also talking attentively made his heart instantly float.
Not only did Aish know, Geo exited the room holding back his anger. Of course he knows who the author of the damn letter is.
