My Fierce Boss's

Sah!

The sky and shady trees bear witness to the story of the journey of love of the two humans who are currently stricken with happiness and haru. Plus the cool breeze and the sunny weather seemed to support the event that morning.

It appeared that a middle-aged man was clasping the hands of a young man before him. A white shirt covered in a black suit plus a black skullcap that covers the top of the head up to the forehead, they all bear witness to the sacred event.

"Brother Fairel Atharizz, I represent to you the marriage of my daughter Denada Ayudia Utami to Brother Fairel Atharizz bin Henri Mahesa with a dowry of ten grams of gold and a cash of ten million rupiah paid in cash."

"I accepted the marriage and marriage of Denada Ayudia Utami bint Prawira Wirawan with the dowry paid in cash." with one breath, one breath, Fairel managed to utter the qabul very loudly without any hint of hesitation in his heart. From this moment, this second, this minute, this hour, and even today, Fairel had already changed status to become a husband. A husband of a woman named Dena.

"How are the witnesses?" ask the witness.

"BABHHH!!" on the invitation to attend.

"Alhamdulillah."

A woman who looks beautiful with the kebaya she wears is bowing her head while holding her palm up as the ruler recites the do'a. Both of his eyes were already rolling making a blurry look. If he blinked, then, his tears could not be held back to fall.

"Now you are legal to be a husband and wife. May your marriage be blessed by God."

"Amijin!"

No, it was not the bride and groom who became, but rather the enthusiastic-looking invited guests attended the sacred pickle.

"Now it's time for you to sign the marriage book and then put the ring on the couple's finger."

Fairel had since noticed Dena who seemed to be trying not to see her. The man's smile never receded. Fairel also chose to give in and let Dena to master the atmosphere.

Both of them immediately put their signatures on the paper of the marriage book which is proof that they are a halal couple who are idolized by the Creator.

Next, as directed earlier, the two took the ring from the box and prepared to pair the ring.

Both are still silent, fixated on the atmosphere that is still silent until now, there are not even whispering sounds that are usually heard in the ears of the bride and groom in general. Then Fairel raised her face and looked at Dena lowering her head. It was so sweet that Fairel was eager to muck at the woman. Slowly Fairel put her palm before Dena, asking the woman to welcome the size of her hand.

Dena said, she placed her hand on Fairel's palm. The man did not directly pair the ring, but stroked gently first. Only a second later he ordered his right hand to pair the wedding ring on the sweet day of Dena.

Vibrating, that was what Dena felt as the gold-colored ring slowly wrapped around her ring finger. Then, without being told, Dena also put the ring on Fairel's finger. Both of them are wearing wedding rings.

At that time also heard interruptions from the ruler who asked them to perform the wedding ritual in general. The bride kisses the back of her husband's hand and the groom kisses his wife's forehead.

Now, a series of processes have been passed gradually. After many hours finally the marriage contract process has been carried out without the slightest obstacle. The event is closed and continues tomorrow and the day after for the reception. That is the local custom that must be cultivated.

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Marriage brings a big change. One example is living together, and one of them is living a new life with a different status.

Like the current example. The newlywed couple was helped by her friends to remove the accessories attached to their bodies. Errata, more precisely Dena was helped because Fairel was wearing simple clothes. It's just like going to the office. Just unbutton the shirt and open the clasp has been detached all. Unlike the many Dena.

"Ecchem..." Fairel cleared her throat in front of the room door, resuscitating the women who were gossiping.

"Udah is coming, sir. No patience, the night is still a long time." said Risty as if mocking the man.

While Dena at this time her face was already flushed red. The accessories on his body had been removed, and now he only wore a long-sleeved white cuff and long black leggings as his tuning earlier while wearing a generally transparent kebaya shirt on the top.

"Gue was tired, wanting to rest." replied Fairel reasoned. He did not see his friends at all, his gaze was only fixed on one goal. Who else if his beloved wife. Eh wife? That sentence sounded ludicrous for their new status.

"Later, Rail. This make up has not been cleansed" said Dewi while pointing at the face of Dena who still wears makeup, yes although thin because the woman was uncomfortable with thick makeup. Luckily his friends were reliable, ranging from adorning his hands with hena, and even make up and all sorts of things.

"Ten minutes. Love ten minutes." reply Goddess.

"Well, if it's done, it's up to my best friend to be flanked. Want to be invited to gelut on the mattress is also okay." said Risty without sin.

"God! Embarrassed by the regent!" inner Dena grimaced.

"OK." said Fairel potluck. Then, he again closed the door and intended to join the cool fathers chatting on the front porch with his father-in-law.

After Fairel left, the two friends of Dena sounded ragged, while Dewi just listened because he did not like the name gossip. He prefers to listen to his friends. Is that the same as gossiping?

"Be careful, Na." said Risty scaringly. Yes, from the first he was the most ignorant among his friends.

"Yes, I'm not sure I'll be safe tonight." said Anna.

"What do you think I want to be punished for!" dena said irritatedly.

"Punishment of your husband." Dena directly aimed her shoulders up because she was a little amused to hear the word husband.

"Why then?" ask Anna.

Dena shook her head. "No. I am still not sure if I am married today. I swear, it's like that."

"Later also get used to." said Dewi began nimbrung.

"Yes, you need to adapt. Especially if you live together. Oh yeah, how long have you guys been here?" ask Risty.

Dena was silent for a moment. "No idea, maybe wait until the situation around has returned to normal. I have an idea too."

"What tuh?" anna kepo.

"In this place, there is no such thing as a tourist." Risty and Anna nodded immediately.

"Gue wants to make an inn or villa like that. Yes who knows if someone will want a vacation, but, must first permit the same locals."

"It could also be your idea. Attractively. But I think it's going to be hard. There will be people who will not accept it for some reason. That's in my opinion anyway, later I help the other if you want to ask permission or compromise the citizens around."

"If you are given permission, you want to build an inn in which area?" ask Goddess.

"Maybe near that tea plantation, or not far from the mountain. The mountain is not active, so it may still be safe if it does not rain" replied Dena.

"Done." Dena immediately looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her face was clean of make up.

"This problem can be with your family. Uh, I think we're out first. There is still time. Does anyone want to?"

Dena shook. "Nothing, it's all done."

"Okay, if that's what we say first. Tomorrow morning come here again to help."

"Yes, thank you everyone." Dena smiled.

The goddess, Risty, and Anna returned a smile and walked out of the room waving their small hands at Dena before the door closed.

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maap ges, I like to tick overnight 😅