My husband Sad Boy

Wedding Risma

The next day, Risma and Mahmud's wedding was held behind closed doors with several witnesses including Sofyan and Puja. At first Puja did not want to come, but Sofyan asked him to come along so that there was no more misunderstanding between them. Sofyan had promised himself to always involve Puja in the slightest thing, nothing more to cover up.

And after the ijab qobul was finished and the legal word echoed in the narrow room, now Risma and Mahmud have legitimately become a husband and wife to make Puja breathe a sigh of relief, at least Risma will not interfere with her marriage to Sofyan again. Although he himself does not know how in the future there will be pebbles or larger rocks interfere with their marriage relationship.

"Congratulations to Risma. May your marriage and Mahmud be together." said Puja sincerely although still tucked annoyed at the woman he was hugging. Now they are in Mahmud's room, a room that is used as a bridal room.

"Yeah. Maafin Risma yes." said Risma lirih.

"I'll excuse you if you can escape Sofyan and start your new life with Mahmud" Puja said.

"I'm..."

"Yes, I know you must have a hard time forgetting Sofyan's kang. Because my husband is amazing. But there's nothing wrong with trying to accept Mahmud as your husband, I'm sure slowly the feeling goes away" Puja said.

"Thank you Puja, once again I'm sorry." said Risma.

"Yes. Oh yeah, here's a little present for your wedding. Dipake yes." said Puja while handing the package to Risma.

"I-this is what Puja?" ask Risma.

"It will be opened." said Puja while smiling thinly.

"I was even so ngerepotin you used to give me the gift of everything." said Risma.

"I don't bother. Just thinking about money where does it bother?" said Puja while chuckling small.

"That bothered Sofyan banging bones. But I salute you, it can be so melle the feeling of kang Sofyan to be able to move on from Ratna tea." said Risma.

"Well, I'm aggressive! not passive like you. Every day I serve how I don't try too late!" said Puja ceplas-ceplos.

"Ish you mah Puja if you talk about not filtered first" said Risma shy.

"You practise also to Mahmud, high-staying virgins like they should be suspended first. If you need to take control of the game, you are above, make him underestimate melek.. hehe" suggested Puja.

"What the hell are you, anyway" said Risma, growing embarrassed.

"Dikasih kok nolak recipe, it's the recipe so that the husband more affection and love" said Puja.

"Udah ah, you're getting worse.!" risma said while shaking Puja's hand.

"Yes I've come out first yes, your husband must have been impatient to pekepin you" said Puja again teasing Risma. Then he walked to the exit.

"Well.wait!" risma.

"Why again?" ask Puja.

"Yes, he is both Risma." replied Puja. After that he resumed his steps and walked out of the room.

Clamps!

"Well, give me the gift? really long?" asked Sofyan who was waiting for him.

"Udah, come home, Bagja will be fussy." invite Puja.

"It's not just a fussy bagja. But her father too." Sofyan teased.

"Gee! why is her father fussing?" ask Puja.

"Yes that. It's been a month and a month without rations." replied Sofyan.

"ish base aki-aki fuck!" ejek Puja's.

"Akang is still dashing like this is what Aki-aki says?" sofyan did not accept it. Puja did not budge and chose to meet Mahmud and his mother to say goodbye.

"Well go home first, Mum, Mud. Once again congratulations, take care of Risma." said Puja.

"Yes tea, thank you again" replied Mahmud.

"Oh yes Mud, this is a little present. Do not look at the contents yes, but the sincerity." said Puja while tucking a thick envelope into Mahmud's hand.

"Tea, do not need to take nicotine. Kang Sofyan also said it earlier" refused Mahmud.

"Yes different again or Mud, this is from me. I just accept it, you can use it for Risma's needs." said Puja forced.

"Yes, if you accept Mahmud, thank you for a lot of tea" Mahmud replied as he received the thick envelope.

After that, Puja and Sofyan finally went home. But Sofyan is still in upset mode due to being spotted 'aki-aki' by Puja.

"Why was his face bent?" ask Puja.

"Think of it yourself!" answer Sofyan sewot.

"Ish, that's angry" Puja said as she approached Sofyan and put her hand on Sofyan's neck.

"What are you above?" tanya Puja teases Sofyan who immediately makes her husband's eyes sparkle.

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