My Mr's. Virgin

Chapter LXXX

The bride and groom, the witnesses and the priest sign the marriage papers at a table that is specially prepared in front of the people. But not on the altar table, accompanied by the song 'I Want'.

After finishing, some acquaintances began to gather to greet the happy couple. Andreas had started to sweat coldly, trembling while trying to shake hands with women. Mariana was also engrossed in the head on Andreas' arm. The smile did not come off his lips. Seeing Andreas who was uncomfortable when faced with women, Mariana began to evict her fellow villagers, taking Andreas away from the crowd.

A middle-aged woman covered her head with a scarf and a face mask. Just his eyes, approaching them. Wanted to shake hands with Andreas, but Mariana came forward blocking the woman's steps, then hugged her. Andrew then passed from there leaving them.

"I'm sorry, Tanta, my husband feels uncomfortable when dealing with women" whispered Mariana.

The woman nodded, then returned Mariana's embrace. They hugged for a long time. The woman, who had broken her arms first, snuck the bag hanging from her left shoulder, taking something wrapped in a red cloth.

Mariana was stunned when she saw the contents of the package. A pair of green jade bracelets, a pair of pillowcases, blankets and sheets. Pillowcases, blankets and sheets are pink. The center is a pair of mandarin ducks swimming in a pond decorated with hundreds of lotus flowers and catalpa trees. So pretty. The embroidery form is sewn with his own hands instead of using a machine.

The girl gasped as the woman grabbed her hand, dressed her in the jade bracelet.

"Good newlyweds, good luck!" Her voice was soft, while stroking Mariana's hair.

Then he smiled. "Beautiful" praised the woman. Every now and then his eyes glanced at Andreas who stood with his friends and family.

"Please take care of him!" the message before I left. At that time Om Alo approached Mariana, inviting her to go home to the party.

Mariana couldn't stop him. 'Maybe he's one of Lord Perjaka's relatives, ' his inner self.

Andreas' ears were hot to hear congratulations from his companions.

"Finally, this one of me is no longer alone. Now if you eat, may also bribes, no need to tie the stomach because there is a cook, sleep there is a friend. Always happy, bro! May I have a baby let me have a niece, he-he-he!" That's a congratulatory note from Paul.

The turn of Plontos Tomas. "Happy wedding, Bro! For me, two nieces is enough. One girl, one guy. If you want, it could be more. People say, a lot of children a lot of sustenance." Andreas hit Tomas' shoulder.

The man chuckled, then whispered, "Not to be afraid, you can definitely conquer your Kribo, that is."

Ben pulled Tomas away. "My turn." Hugged Andreas. "Welcome, man! People say marriage is like a drama. Hopefully more of his comedic and romantic scenes than melow scenes, he-he-he." Andreas is just a tooth. However, he knew the meaning of his best friend's congratulations. A message of advice for him.

"Wear white sheets, exchange red tomorrow. Ha-ha-ha." Tomas bawled at Andreas.

Andreas's face flushed. Really embarrassed. If possible, he just wanted to hide. In the happiness that enveloped them, Rena's face was reflected in her eyes.

'Where is he?' inner Andreas.

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The music played by the DJ was so deafening that it even shook the ground. Mothers who worked behind the kitchen were also busy joking, while agile hands slicing meat. They were also busy slaughtering stars. The sound of the slaughtered beast was so heartbreaking. Natan, who was playing near the slaughterhouse, cried hysterically when he saw a father stab a pig in the stomach with a spear. That happened to Andreas at dawn. The man vomited at the sight of blood, as they split, ejecting the star's entrails.

In order not to happen stumbling blocks for relatives, relatives of Muslims, where the cooking of pigs and goats is separated. Goat meat dishes, Fitri who take care of it, in the kitchen or in the tent. To ensure its purity. He was helped by friends from the nightclub.

In the main house, relatives and relatives far away, from the next village have begun to arrive. Together, together they prepare a party, help cook rice, prepare dishes in the tent and so on. At 12:00 WITA, the bridal party arrived at the tent.

Andreas and Mariana accompanied by the nuclear family began to greet the brothers, relatives begging for blessings. Some of the brothers with the couple shed tears. Fendi, Fitri, Budi's brother, Hendra, cried as Mariana greeted them. So too with the family from Andrew's side. They also shed tears, especially, Tanta Ima, Susi and Tantri.

When Mariana greeted Grandma Barek, the old man wept, saying the name of his deceased son, father Mariana and Agus, Mariana's younger sister who could not go home. All who hear, feel sorrow. The girl glanced at her husband. Their views meet. He saw the man as well as his eyes.

On that happy day, there was still a emptiness and desolation that filled the recesses of their hearts. Mariana had no father, and Andrew had no mother.

As they greeted Om Mias, the middle-aged man said, "Son, treasure is very important in building a household, but it is not the main thing, but true happiness. Life is simple, loving, respectful, and that peace of heart is beyond the material things of this world."

So even when they greet Om Alo to get blessing, even though in the church they have got it, Andrew's father again said, "Never hurt women, your wife. Both with words and actions. Remember the hurt of speech is as deep as the physical injury of violence. If that happens then, your whole life will not be forgiven by him. Take the marriage of father and mother as an example.

If you are facing difficulties, ask God to always accompany you both so that you can safely sail the ark until death picks you up."

Om Alo rubbed Andreas' back. The advice was for his son.