Mystery of Love

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After finishing the photos in the living room with relatives and showing off the wedding book, we were told to enter the room. Cak Im went in first and I followed him from behind. After my door closed I was confused about what to do, awkward. It was the first time I was alone with a man in the room.

Suddenly I hugged him from behind. I don't know where to get courage until I can do something like that. I just want to give up myself that I have kept in such a way for my husband . I enjoyed leaning on the back of the man who had been my husband for a while. He did not react at all to embarrass me half to death. I released him immediately because I didn't get a response from him.

Someone who had been documenting our marriage had suddenly slipped into our room, "sek ojok gupuh ayok photo dik!"he said (Shortly for a moment don't hurry. Let's take a photo..!).

Hearing the temptation of the Shafiq chak I felt ashamed and immediately threw away my face.

We sat on the bed and leaned against the wall just sitting next to each other. Cak Syafiq is ready to aim his camera at us without giving us instructions on how to style.

Because my husband had no initiative to style me again with no idea of embarrassment immediately grabbed his arm. I don't want to see my wedding photos get too mundane like that I want to look a little romantic. Shafiq's son who was ready to aim at his camera smiled at me and then took his camera. Actually I'm embarrassed because I look more aggressive but we're not married which means we can do more than this.

Checkered

I took my hand off my silent husband's arm.

"cash gravestone" (One more time) said cak Syafiq

Cak Im then pulled his right arm and grabbed my shoulder.We smiled happily at the second shot.

"pon pean totokno" (Have please continued) said cak Syafiq left our room and then closed the door.

Cak im got off the bed and took off his suit and left the room without saying anything. I who was just happy because I was hugged now feel scared again. I thought she liked me too, but why did she keep quiet.

Ah... It's possible that he's still gerogi, my mind.

My sister knocked on the door and said that the friends from the cottage had been waiting for me from earlier and now they wanted to meet me and want to say goodbye. I didn't go out and shake them.

Neng Ninis whispered to me asking for a few jasmine flowers that adorned my head.

One strand of jasmine flowers I cut immediately when my sister gave me a knife.

"Niki neng" (It's neng.) I said as I handed the jasmine flowers in the hands of Neng Ninis.

"capuk njaluk sepuro gak iso peek polake iddahe jek gurung mari. I'm sending you a gift!" (I'm sorry I can't come because I'm still in iddah. I just sent a gift, mbak.) Neng Ninis.

"Ngggeh neng mboten nopo-nopo. matur suwun" (Yes neng..no thanks ) My answer.

Then my friends said goodbye and I experienced it one by one. Thanking those who wanted to come even though the place was disheveled and I couldn't pay the proper respect. Moreover, drizzle as if not to stop. Keep coming down to my wedding day.

I asked my sisters to bring in gifts from my cabin friends into my room.

In the room I removed the jasmine veil that adorned my head. I took off the prints and I took off all the bridal accessories I had. I change clothes in casual clothes then go to the bathroom and remove my makeup.

I passed through the kitchen and the neighbors who were still busy serving guests said, "it's kok wes perziki paesane" (Lah.kok already cleaned his makeup ).

I just smiled because I felt uncomfortable with such thick makeup. I've been photographed so there's no reason I wear it anymore.

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It was supposed to be when I hugged you from behind that you immediately turned to me and kissed my forehead....

no sip dad just make me twinkling

I was afraid to know ....fear that my father actually married me by force and did not want me

hiks.