NARCISSIST HUSBAND

WEDDING DAY — CONTRACT

A series of customs have been passed Sarah, starting from Piare Candidate None Bride, Siraman and Dibanggas, and the last is Girlfriend Night.

Not a few dramas that he went through when carrying out a series of customs, especially a light debate with his mom when told to drink herbal medicine godokan but he always refused, he always refused, not to mention Sarah's whining when she asked for her phone to be returned because she wanted to contact her future husband, but never ignored by her mother.

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Come h-day. Towards the end, from dawn Sarah had been awakened to perform dawn prayers, then breakfast, after which she began to self-sufficient for her wedding ceremony.

White kebaya and modern-style batik skirt dress her slender body. Stomach and jasmine flowers become ornaments on his head. Makeup that is not too thick, at the request of Sarah herself makes her look so beautiful natural.

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Time has shown at half-seven in the morning. The bridal motorcade had arrived at Sarah's parents' house, half an hour before the event began.

The groom candidate who is none other than Zayyan looks so dashing with a white dress typical of marriage contracts in general. The nervousness was clearly read on the look of his face which had always been flat "Ma, how do I look!?" Ask

"How many times have you said that, Zay, if your good looks increase when you wear these clothes!" mama Dessy said. He was tired of repeating the same answer. Starting from before leaving until arriving at the bride's residence, his son was not stopping to ask with that question.

"Sorry, Ma. I was just trying to get rid of the nervousness that was getting over me. What's more when you see pak pengulu there" explained Zayyan while turning his eyes to the person who will marry him.

"Look it up, Boy! Today you will accept such a great responsibility. Where you will promise in front of God, while the angels and all of us present here will be witnesses to your words later" Papah Wildan said, "Remember, Boy!! If you can just take a breath you say it so fast legitimately" He said while lightly patting one of his son's shoulders to give encouragement

Zayyan nodded while smiling "God willing! I wish I could"

In the middle of his chatter, the ruler who had already sat in the place to be held akad can be seen waving his hands calling the groom to approach. With an irregular up and down breath and Zayyan's cold palm immediately came over.

Zayyan looked very serious when listening to some directions and advice conveyed by the ruler. Until the time is awaited, the groom already looks calmer than before, his prowess increases when sitting facing the head, the bridegroom, accompanied by Papah Wildan and Uncle Baskoro (Brother of the late Daddy Rehan) who will be witnesses.

"Brother of Zayyan Raditya Bin Wildan Raditya I Married and Married thee with Sister Sarah Atmaja Binti Rehan Atmaja with a dowry worth Rp9,092,020, paid in cash"

"I accept the Marriage and Marriage of Sarah Atmaja Binti Sarah with the dowry paid in cash" said Zayyan so nervous that he was not aware of what he said

"Sorry son Zayyan, let's repeat it again" the pinta penghulu btersebut

Zayyan was so surprised when he heard the words of the ruler, he felt he was right. Because he did not want to protest, he also complied and repeated but wrong again, until finally in the third kobul ijab he succeeded and made people who witnessed say the word "SAH"

The groom immediately got up from his seat and made a prostration of gratitude, after a few minutes he accepted all responsibility about Sarah to him.

Everyone was so moved to see Zayyan, many were unexpected by his actions. Men who have been known to be super perfectionists, able to stretch tears.

'Daebakkkk... I really did not expect that Mr. Zayyan would be able to shed tears.' Inner Lyra who was present at the event, while wiping her tears that also fell when watching the haru moment.

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Not much different than Sarah. When he heard the word SAH through the door of his room, he also made a prostration of gratitude and cried because Zayyan was able to get through his tense period a few minutes ago.

Momi Sabrina came to see her daughter with an envelope containing the letter "Sarah! You are now a wife. Congratulations, Son! I hope you can do your job well"

"Thank you, Mom!" Sarah sincerely said then hugged her Mom.

The little envelope that Momi Sabrina brought immediately she handed to Sarah "Son, before Daddy went to Kalimantan, Daddy once made a handwriting that he would reveal to you on your wedding day, but the plan only remains the plan when destiny first works. This... Take it and read it later, now we have to get out because Zayyan is waiting for you"

Sarah immediately received the envelope and put it in the table drawer "Come, Mom!" Tramp

Momi Sabrina led her daughter out in slow, graceful steps. His steps stopped right in front of Zayyan. Their eyes met and locked each other, there was a sense of longing after 2 days of not telling each other. Then their eyes ended with a smile.

"Pair the ring first Zay" pinta Mama Dessy while handing an open jewelry box to her son

Zayyan immediately took the ring and put it on the right ring finger of the woman who just a few minutes ago legitimately became a wife, and vice versa with Sarah. Then Zayyan put one hand on his wife's head and read a do'a for the blessing of his future household, after which he kissed Sarah's forehead.

Then followed by a silence between both Zayyan's parents and Sarah's parents. After that, some of the guests went home and some were still left to enjoy some of the served.

In the middle of the conversation Zayyan and his father, suddenly a person patted his shoulder from behind, making the owner turn his shoulder. The cold face he had originally been about to show was now turned into a smile upon seeing who he was currently facing.

"Uncle Hendra"

"Oh Zayyan, my most handsome nephew. Congratulations on your marriage!" said Uncle Hendra who had just arrived when the deal was over. He immediately embraced his nephew proudly.

"I thought Uncle wouldn't come because he didn't like crowds like this"

"You are my nephew! I may have missed your show, even if I was late"

Zayyan chuckled "I understand, Uncle. The distance from your home is very far, understandable"

"Imagical! You are the most strict uncle. Oh yeah, where's my son-in-law?" Uncle Hendra asked as he swept his gaze looking for Sarah.

"He was in uncle's room, he said his head was a little dizzy"

Uncle Hendra nodded his head "Pity once, surely the bun on his head hurts a lot"

Zayyan chuckled at his Uncle's explanation of "Sok knows it! Oh yes, Uncle. I'll be there for a second, talk to Papa" she said

Uncle Hendra just nodded. A moment Zayyan's departure, his gaze swept through the decorations of the event and his neutrality stalled on the familiar figure of 'Sabrina?!' he muttered while frowning.