Not Planned Love (R3)

99. Wedding Surprise

...99. Wedding Surprise's...

...“Women are married for four things; because of her wealth, her descendants, her beauty, and her religion, you will be lucky.”—Hadist Bukhari's History...

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Arsyad did not know what the surprise meant by his loved ones. All he knows is that they're leaving New York somewhere. No one told Arsyad about their current goals. Another problem came from his wife. The beautiful woman had gone nowhere. Since the plane took off, the beautiful woman was nowhere to be seen.

“Rainbow mooncakes, bang. Want?”

Arsyad shook his head in response. “You see Kara, Ron?”

The owner of the name shook his head while devouring the rainbow mooncake made of taro bogor. “Neg. Why indeed, bang?”

“She's not everywhere. I'm worried.”

“Mbak Kara same Papihnya times, don't worry.” Aroon spoke while unraveling a smile.

“Abang,” call a soft voice coming from the doorway. A beautiful woman with a pastel nose seemed to walk into the room.

The plane carrying the Radityan family is indeed a luxury transportation. Inside is equipped with various facilities. Starting from luxury beds, meeting rooms, relaxing areas, 24-hour banquets, and much more. However, all that is meaningless without the presence of the wife.

“Eat first, brother hasn't had dinner yet, right?”

The beautiful woman presented a tray of rice equipped with side dishes in the form of home cooking. “This mother herself who cooked for brother, special.”

“Thanks.” Arsyad smiled slightly as he accepted it.

He had not eaten, because the hunger had not come. However, considering that the Mother had already bothered to cook, she appreciated all the effort. She also missed her mother's cooking.

“Cobain also chicken meat, bang. That's Arra who cooked.”

Arsyad. Then slowly he took the chicken that had been cut into small pieces.

“Where, bang?”

“Hm. Cute,” he replied while commenting on a smile.

“Aroon also laper, tea. Still no more rice?” triple D's youngest opens the sound. Seeing Arsyad enjoying dinner, he was tempted to take a taste.

“Still there. The side dish is in Tupperware, if the rice is in the rice cooker.”

“Okay, on the way eat again!” exclaim Aroon enthusiastically while saying retreat. The beautiful man is indeed a hobby of eating, even so his body remains proportional. The ideal body is the result of a regular workout routine.

“Padahalahin rainbow mooncake almost a dozen, now want to eat. Is Aroon not full?” think Arra, while staring at the rest of the rainbow cake that lives some seeds.

“Aroon everyday is in the office, maybe now he eats a lot because he has a chance,” always Arsyad. He also just found out that Aroon is now willing to devour all food.

“Not that, bang. Aroon's doi is the master chief, so don't be surprised if he is fed. People every day are getting better and better.”

“He has a girlfriend?” ask Arsya curious.

“Iya. Name's Aarin. Formerly senior chief at the cafe, he continued to resign because he wanted to continue outside. Two years back they did not accidentally meet at the Jakarta archipelago cuisine festival. Because there was a sense of interest since the first time he met, Aroon ventured to Deketin Aarin. It turns out they both like it for a long time, but are busy with their respective careers. The plan is Ramadan this year Aroon want to bedding Aarin,” Aurra's story.

“He has plans to get married first?”

“Not also.” Arra shook his head while thrusting a glass of water at Arsyad. “Davin, right, already dating from the same High School Davina. They were also long-time fiancees, but could not get married because the submission of a military marriage was not easy. If Aroon wants to get married, wait for Davin and Davina first. They plan to get married early next year.”

Arsyad who was still loyal to listen to it nodded in understanding. Unfeeling, the food on his plate was almost gone. Arra who realized this could not help but smile happily, because he managed to make the twin eat.

“Means stay Davian, yes?”

“Iya. He's, right, busy with the hacker world, so now there's no time for romance. In fact, Davian used to be the most chatty about romance.” Arra smiled witfully at the end of the sentence.

Davian as a teenager was a big playboy. However, it is now metamorphosed into an insaf playboy. The young man was too busy flying from one country to another to carry out dangerous missions. However, behind all that his duty is noble, because he works for the benefit of the people. He is also currently re-engaging with UN peacekeepers to carry out missions in countries affected by civil war.

“Cheri?” that deep husky sound was heard in the sense of hearing, making the two Arsyad-Arra twins turn at the same time.

The sound came from the doorway. Where there was a dashing man in a uniform pilot was carrying an empty plate.

“I’am hungry, cheri (Honey, I'm hungry.)”

Arra who heard the question immediately took a stand. He forgot that the man who was his fiancee was waiting. “Aduh, sorry, A. Arra just forgot, so cool talking.”

The beautiful man nodded in understanding. “It’s okay. Continue to chat, I can take my own meal.you tell me where rendang is the same as nasi.”

“Eh, no-no. Let Arra take it. Aa diem here aja, but—“ the sentence of the beautiful woman was cut off, when she remembered something. “If Aa is here, who controls this plane?” tanyanya horror's.

Getting such a question, the man smirked a little. “C’mon, cheri. There's a co-pilot, and there's Om Gemintang who's more reliable than me. He took over the flight deck after hearing the commotion coming from here.” He pointed at the belly covered in clothes.

Seeing that Arra was ashamed of himself. He forgot his fiancee who was waiting for his order to be released. He was really careless, astagfirullah.

“Go away, Ra. My brother finished eating too. Love your future husband eat, hungry he said.” Arsyad. Seeing the interaction of the two, he quietly released a faint smile.

His decision to give the man a chance was not wrong. Look now, the twin looks very happy. The two understand each other, complement, also lead to the Ridho Allah SWT. Just wait for the set day to come, then the status of the two will turn into a legitimate couple.

“Then Arra goes first, yes, bang. Pity the Aa wants to eat, but forgot to give her order.”

Both men smiled faintly. Arsyad is happy and relieved, as Arra has found happiness with the man of her choice. While AlGean, felt so happy when the idol was so attentive to him. Want to quickly take him to the office of religious affairs if possible. Let it quickly become a legitimate partner in the eyes of law and religion.

“Abang rest aja, must be tired today. Others have also rested.”

“Hm.”

“Don't nyariin mbak Kara. I'll see you tomorrow too.”

Arsyad scrunched his forehead with the statement of the twin. What does that sentence mean?

“Now bobo's own brother, Kara's mother was borrowed first. Think of it as a couple to marry again pingitan.”

Arsyad is getting confused. A pingitan? Make what? He was married for four years, without any pingitan procession. Remembering she was married by acciedent. After Arra and Gean, a sense of intelligence still affects the mind of Arshad. He had also tried to contact his wife several times, but nil.

Weak breaths sounded a second later. Maybe Arra's words have a point. It could be that the princess is with the father, in order to let go of the longing because she has not met for a long time. Arsyad tried positive thingking only. He decided to take ablution water before fulfilling his duty as a Muslim. After that he turned to bed to rest his body and mind.

“Good night, wife. Husband kangen.” Arsyad muttered a little before actually falling into the cradle of dreams. The sentence is usually said by the wife, now the situation is reversed.

Pasawat landing just as the sun has just emerged from the contest. When he woke up to leave the iron bird, Arsyad still stole the look for the wife. Everyone seemed to be conspiring to hide the beautiful woman sliced hazelnuts.

“From what, bang?”

“Hm, no.” Arsyad hurriedly replied in a short manner.

“Yes already, let's go in. We still have to continue the journey.”

Arsyad. With a slow step he then followed the woman in the niqab and wore it. Her mother's. The plane had landed, but the journey had to continue. Now Arshad knows where they are. However, until now he did not know why they came to this place. Hawaiian. Why did they come to Hawaii? More precisely to one of the islands that are rented privately.

“Abang, change the clothes this same, yes.”

The handsome man's forehead that had just sat himself down was frowning deeply. “This tuxedo make what, Mah?”

“Wear it yes, handsome. Then later his hair to be styled Mama.” The woman of faith spoke while the teresnyum was wide.

The expensive black tuxedo suit was neatly tucked away on the bed. The Radityan family group had just arrived at the inn which consisted of one main building and one separate pavilion. Surprisingly, Arshad was told to inhabit the main room in the pavilion which was located separate from the main building. He could feel the real silence in the two-story building inhabited alone.

Most of the buildings are made of wood material that accentuates the impression of a natural, and classic tropical dwelling. The building was not as large as the main building. There were only three bedrooms, one main room upstairs, the other two on the ground floor. The main room is equipped with a king-size bed facing directly offshore. When opening the transparent glass connected between the balconies, then a beautiful view nan beautiful will be obtained. The combination of offshore beauty with blue water, with a stretch of coconut plantations, as well as the silhouette of a mountain that looks towering across.

When orange tones began to appear along the coastline, two handsome men in neat suits came to visit Arsyad. Arsyad himself was already wearing a Tuxedo that the Lunar married. He's been waiting here long enough.

“But handsome, bang. Kayak want to get married,” comments one of the men while rubbing the chin.

“This is actually what?” ask Arsyad confused.

“Lo to marry again. Time not real?”

“What do you mean?”

“Lou's wife has returned to her country, kali. He wants to be lined up as the main heir in Korea there. At once crowned as a princess with what title is it,” said Arsen—mria ruapawan who came in a suit.

“Do not joke!” Arsyad looked at the two. “Tell me what really happened, Davin, Arsen?!”

“We've been together, bang. Later you will know the answer yourself.”

Without babibu again, Arsyad immediately agreed to their invitation. If what Arsen and Davin say is true, then Arsyad will not hesitate to voice anger. He may have remarried while his wife was being held captive by her own family. Is this the basis for the wife's absence from yesterday?

Arsyad's mind began to branch out everywhere. His confusion grew even more so, as Arsen and Davin brought him to the shore. A place where a beautiful decoration like a guarantee is available. Complete with Radityan family members.

“What the fuck is this?” Arsyad asked as he turned towards Arsen and Davin alternately.

Surprise grew again, when Arsyad could see a man in a striped uniform waiting at the end of the red carpeted road he was passing. Throughout the steps, all the Radityan family members spread smiles as if laughing at his confusion. Arshad really doesn't know what this all means. And, that guy in a strip uniform? How could it be here? Is he not on duty?

“Our task is only to get here,” Davin said as he directed his hand so that Arsyad continued to step up.

“Lo further yourself,” added Arsen.

Arsyad did not say. With steady steps he walked closer to his father. Arriving at the end, Arsyad directly facing Van’ar. Lying if he doesn't miss the guy. She misses. Longing for the man who often leaves his mother, him and his sister. Since in the womb though, Arsyad is always made to miss the presence of his figure.

“Dad,”

The man responded with a faint smile. His body was standing in a perfect ready position. The clothes he was wearing seemed conspicuous among the people wearing clothes with monochrome themes.

“Congratulations on your graduation, young soldier.”

Arsyad was stunned to hear that. ‘Mounger soldier’. When he was a child, he was very happy to be called by that call. Now that feeling of pleasure can Arsyad feel back after a long time.

“Congratulations also on your wedding anniversary. Stay a tough head of the family for your family.”

Arsyad is moved, really. He didn't know that his father would remember his wedding anniversary. Though he used to think if his father would consider this as a joke, when he asked permission to marry young.

“Now the real road awaits you.” Van’ar said while touching the shoulder of the son.

“Stay tough, stick to the guidelines that Father and Mother have instilled in you.”

“Good, Father.”

“Now elevate your head, brace your shoulders, and turn around. The future is waiting for you.”

Arsyad. Re-seeking a weakened shoulder. He moved his legs, twisted his body. Staring straight at the end of the road he had traveled. When his gaze came to the end, their views met. Arsyad could see a beautiful figure like an angel who was sliding into the earth, standing flanking the arm of a man. Sweet smile on the lips. The look on his face once exuded an aura of happiness.

For a moment Arsyad was stunned. He wrestled with his own mind about all this. Is it real or is it fiction? How could the woman who had accompanied her all this time turn into an angel in a wedding dress?

The falling wedding dress swept the floor with a sprinkling of Swarovski crystals that seemed to stick beautifully. Shaping the curves of her body beautifully, without excessive impression. His brownish mane is arranged in such a way, until it is beautiful. Decorated with a falling wedding veil sweeping the floor. A smile that shouts faithfully accompanies. His facial tone really illustrates his happiness today.

“Congratulation. You have made it through the trainee period,” the man flanked by the beautiful woman voiced out. When they came before Arshad.

“Fap,” leerai the soft voice commemorates.

“Ekhem. Papih just reminds.” The man who still held the tittle as Crazy Rich was puffing a little. “This time I gave up my daughter with full confidence, after seeing how happy she was because of you. Don't you dare make his soul and body hurt.”

Arsyad who got the ban nodded obediently. His feelings are still uncertain.

“Do whatever it takes to make her always happy, it's been enough all this time her life is tormented.”

“Good.” Arsyad answered steadily. For a moment Arsyad's gaze was wired with the gaze of the owner of the hazelnut iris. The figure he's been looking for since yesterday.

“Including if he wants descent. It goes back to your decision.”

Tyoga hands the princess to Arsyad. Arshad took it well. Today, it was supposed to happen four years ago. The day on which he bound the girl in the name of law and religion. The day the world should know they're married. However, because of the many crucial things, the opportunity fell on this day. The day that their relationship will no longer be covered up. Everyone deserves to know that Arshad has had an angel. Beautiful angel for herself. The future mother of her children later. The bearer is happy in every step he accompanies.

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...Sukabumi September 10, 2021...