
Dialtar stood a beautiful woman, in a white tampa sleeve dress, adorned with a bead of yellow gold, and pink flowers, dangling beautifully covering her legs, in front of her open, open-topped hooves, showing her beautiful legs, a bouquet of white roses perched sweetly in her arms. Her long hair was allowed to break down beautifully, the tiny crown perched sweetly on her head adding to her refinement on this day.
"How, shall we continue this marriage?" asked the priest, puzzled, as for almost 20 minutes the woman stood alone with the groom.
The woman simply lowered her head in embarrassment, but dared to look at the priest.
There were whispering voices from the invited guests starting to sound, they were debating the bridegroom who never came.It further cornered the position of the Woman at this time. Women who look beautiful, shielded sharp and body like a model that just stood looking tampa dare to lift his head, the woman who is familiarly called Dinda, only able to bow.
"I'm sorry, where is the groom?" ask the priest. Makes Dinda more motivated.yes bowed deeper, want it to feel like it is shrinking and disappearing. He never imagined he would experience such a shameful event.
He tried to catch his breath, and exhaled it violently. He lifted his head to look at the priest. Suddenly his tongue seemed to be clouded, and his red lips blushed as if stiff to move. He breathed a lot of frustration. "Well dinda, get it over with, before you lose face" he said in his heart, encouraging him. How not he feels like an inmate who will be sentenced to death at that time.
Once again he tried to ignore the scorn of the invited guests, and the field looked straight ahead, as he was about to make a sound. The groom's position is filled. He glanced to his left, where a foreign man was standing.
Closing his mouth, looking at the foreign figure he had never known, but he knew it, standing firmly beside him.
Adinda just kept quiet, in a thousand questions How not the man who was next to her at this time was, the sister of her future husband Arenof Anggara. The man was named Ardean Anggara the younger brother of a future husband who went missing somewhere.
"You?, what are you doing here?" asked Dinda in surprise. " I'm going to cancel this wedding, so you'd better go.." Dinda hasn't finished what she said The man covered his mouth with his hands. " Sister-in-law shut up, just say your vows and vows" he replied, releasing his hand from the mouth of Adinda.
The priest slightly scrunched his forehead, puzzled. But it did not change his stance to unite the two sijoli in marriage. "Hey, isn't that Ardean Anggara? , the younger brother of Arenof anggara?" ask one of the guests to his partner. "He's right, so where is Arenof Anggara?" ask the guest back.
Dinda heard it. she closed her eyes. "God if this is all a dream, please wake me up" said Lirih.
"Don't mind their words, none of their words can kill you!." caup Dean seemed to know Dinda's thoughts at this time.
"Alright, since the groom has come, let's start this event" said the priest asking for approval from both brides.
"Women are you willing, to accept this man as your husband.Take care of you, in trouble or pleasure, in sickness or in health, in life or in death?" ask the paskor to the bride.
Dinda. Looking at Dean's face, Dean glanced at Dinda, as if he knew what she was thinking he grabbed Dinda's left hand and held it tightly. Making you realize, that Dean is not the figure has encouraged it.
"I.yeah, I am willing" she replied softly with a trembling voice.
"The groom are you willing to name and keep this woman as your wife, in pain and pleasure, in sickness or in health, in life or in death?" ask the priest to Dean.
"Well, I'm willing, to look after and love him, until death do us both part?" replied Dean steadily, leaving the guests unnerved by what Dean had said, they all know that Dean is not the real groom.
"Now can you kiss your wife?" explained the priest again. Dean brought his face closer to Dinda's, saying, "May I...?" tanyanya gently. Dinda nodded slowly, as if bewitched by Dean's words.
Dean pressed his lips closer to Dinda's forehead, and kissed her softly, making the invited guests clap.
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