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But I'm trying to make a step up..
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Rafli stands gallantly in front of his wedding altar, he looks handsome wearing a gray suit with a white shirt and tie as an interior and flower decoration embedded in the collar of the suit.
From the direction of the entrance, Lala walked towards the Altar with her father damping, she looked very graceful with a wedding dress in the style of a broken white ball gown. The beautiful dress has ruffles details on the back with a textured tube dress model and a touch of pearl-padded lace.
The appearance of the bride is even more beautiful equipped with a flawless makeup and a clean updo hairstyle covered with long veils that dangle to cover the back of the dress.
Rafli could not say anything, he almost cried to see the appearance of his future wife. Mr. Dahlan stood right in front of Rafli, with teary eyes he handed his only daughter to Rafli. Rafli lowered his head, saluted the future-in-law, then he grabbed Lala's hand and took her up the Altar of their marriage.
The two brides are now standing face to face, after some prayers were cleared by the religious leaders now they are preparing to say their sacred promises.
I, Rafli Hermawan promised before the Lord, I accept you Mikhayla Ananta as my rightful and only wife from this moment onwards. Promise to be faithful, love you both in joy and sorrow, in health and in pain, and will not leave you forever.
The atmosphere grew louder after the two of them uttered their sacred promise. Bu Yati held back her tears, while Ms. Erni could not help but cry, she still could not believe that her daughter was married.
In the guest chair, Mala and Arthur clenched their hands, Mala let out tears of joy as her best friend recited the sacred vows of her marriage smoothly, all the prayers Mala gave to Lala and Rafli.
Returning to the top of the Altar, after uttering a sacred promise, the two brides exchanged rings. With Rafli carefully opening the veil in the form of a transparent cloth that covered Lala's face, the man could not hold back his tears as the idol was so clear in front of him. After the covering was exposed Rafli immediately kissed his wife's lips as a sign that they had been lawfully married both religiously and nationally.
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After the ceremony was over, the two brides held a simple reception at a hotel, the reception attended by the families of the two brides and their friends.
Arthur and Mala approached the couple with happy faces, Mala immediately hugged her best friend and cried so happy.
"Don't cry, I'll cry." Lala whispered in her best friend's ear.
"I cried because I was too happy." Mala said, but she could not stop her crying.
After a while Mala finally broke her embrace, in his eyes the friend happily. "Congratulations to you, may you give me a nephew soon." Mala said while flirting with her best friend.
Lala smiled and guaranteed the friend's prayer. "Thank you, and I hope you catch up soon." Lala glanced at Arthur.
"Of course, two weeks from now we're getting married." Sahut Arthur suddenly makes Rafli and Lala surprised.
"really?" Timpal Lala's.
Mala nodded, the girl blushed considering that she would soon be Arthur's wife.
"Good sir, congratulations Mala." Rafli said sincerely.
"Congratulations to you Assistant Rafli, please take good care of Lala, otherwise I will take it from you again." Mala answered with a smile.
"For you guys." Arthur hands a black box to Rafli. "Open, that's the gift I promised."
Rafli grabbed the gift and opened it, his face looking confused to see a key in the small box.
"Your dream home, with a pool and a playground for your children to play in." Arthur answered Rafli's confusion.
"You serious?" Rafli still can't believe the gift Arthur gave him
Rafli immediately put the gift box into his suit, he then hugged the friend with a very happy face. "Thank you, you're my best friend."
"Of course." Arthur said with pride.
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Mala and Arthur return to the apartment after they attend their best friend's wedding..Arthur sits on the couch while Mala slips his head over Arthur's lap, sleepless but blindfolded, enjoying every touch of Arthur's head.
"Are you sure you don't want to throw a party for our wedding?" Arthur asked while playing Mala's hair.
"Hem." Answer Mala briefly.
"Why?"
"I don't have anyone to attend our wedding, not even anyone to stand by me on the altar of our marriage." His speech was flat but sounded pitiful.
"Are you seriously not going to tell Master Mahesa?"
Mala opened her eyes, she changed her position and sat down next to Arthur. "No." The answer is without doubt.
"But why? You even forgave Mr. Bagaskara why can't you forgive your real father?"
"Let's not talk about it anymore, the point is I won't tell Mr. Mahesa about our marriage." Final Mala, his face turned sour, he was about to stand up and leave Arthur, but Arthur first blocked his wrist and pulled him to sit on Arthur's lap.
"Ok fine, I'm sorry, I won't talk about it again. Don't upset. Come smile, it'll be beautiful." Rayu Arthur while tidying Mala's hair.
"It's not pretty either." Sahut Mala with a scowled face.
"Who said?"
"You." Mala put her index finger right on Arthur's forehead. "You said I'm not your type because I'm not a WART, right? You always insulted me physically, you said I was short and my chest was not big, you always called me stupid and useless."
"Honey, why do you like to talk about the past. I've already apologized. Now you're the prettiest, yeah even though that's not too big." Father Arthur stared at Mala's chest.
"What do you see?" Mala covered her chest with both hands. "Wait a minute, not too big you say? You've never seen it before, how dare you say it."
"Who said I've never seen him?" Arthur seduces Mala while raising both eyebrows.
"You remember when you almost drowned, you had a fever, so I had to take off all your clothes and I saw it."
"Basic mesyummmmmmm." Mala hit Arthur in the chest, it was a shame to hear Arthur say that line.
Arthur just chuckled, he then raised Mala's body making the girl surprised.
"Let me down." Shouted Mala.
Arthur did not heed Mala's words, he still carried Mala ala bridal style and brought her into the room.
"Maybe I better check it again." Whisper Arthur with a seductive voice.
"Down me mr. messsyuuummm."
SERIATE..