
"It's only natural, honey, it's time with that tempo. You're so worried, honey?"
"Don't tell me you can get married soon, Mas."
"Keep, is there anything that bothers your heart?"
"I'm still thinking of you, Mom." Alisa rests her head on Ray's shoulder, seen enjoying the cold air of the night with him.
"Sometimes you can look so hard on me. It always goes against what I dream of. But when I'm away from her, I miss her so much, Mom. I'm sorry I had a big fight with dad" said Alisa clenched tightly onto Ray's arm.
"There's still time to please her day baby, before it's too late make a miracle surprise for her later," Ray said, stroking Alisa's hair.
"But I still think about one thing. Dad was so against our relationship because he had seen your picture of heaven with Yuli before. But how could he so quickly agree with the proposal that your father gave you earlier."
"Ah I know, maybe bribe bribe time so immediately agree," jahil Ray back.
"It's starting again."
"Jokey-joke. If I think he might be tired of demanding you walk as he wants. Although basically a man uses his logical sense rather than feelings, but there are times when his affection is so strong in his daughter is able to defeat the ego of the mind. So it's like this at last. You're mine and I belong to the country" Ray explained.
"Country or Yuli's?"
"Why talk about Yuli?" ray screamed at hearing the name.
"Et et et, it's not legal yet." Rama came back to the temple.
"Little kids sleep there, this is for brothers, not Sisters" Ray said.
"Yes yes." Rama is back.
"Tonight we slept together. Yes, even with a heavy heart because of the forced, I sincerely sleep together," continued Ray staring at Alisa.
"You're Mas, kebelet really. Udah ah I went in first want to rest sleep, bye," reply Alisa moved into the house.
"Kok gini gini this time my life, he did not know what pain to hold the rebellion like? If only you understood Lisa a little, that would happen" Ray grumbled back to drinking coffee.
Without feeling 2 days passed so quickly. Circumstances around the house area look crowded, shortly after the Alisa family group arrived. After the two families welcomed each other, discussed many things while waiting for Ray and Alisa finished improving themselves.
In Ray's room with Alisa.
"Why are you, how did I see that?" reprimand Alisa.
"The habit is mbak, maybe the masnya again nervous, will be a bride," said the bride makeup artist who was applying Alisa's face.
"I received marriage and the marriage of a set of cash prayers" Ray memorized the ijab.
Seeing her behavior, Alisa and the makeup artist laughed.
"Don't laugh, seriously this. Right now I feel like a warlord who has to advance in the front row" continued Ray.
"Ntar certainly can kok Mas, do not carry nervous continues," said Alisa.
"Well, the mother is already cute, just wear a dress continues to be deh," said the perias.
"It's your turn to sit here so that in the polish bit continues to be balanced with Rahul," continued Alisa again.
"With a hundred thousand dowry paid, how come payable? Like buying and selling merchandise," murmured Ray.
"Mas uh, the hunt will be late," cried Alisa stood pinching Ray's hip.
"Yes yes, patiently," Ray responded to the dressing chair.
"From that moment I thought of anything" cried Alisa sitting in the mirror on the bed.
"Yes think that if the wrong word continues to be repeated is not good, dear. So it must be remembered continuously so as not to forget" explained Ray.
"Wedding is not just a saying or just memorizing, my husband-to-be. But marriage is about giving sincerity and taking full responsibility from inside here" Alisa replied pointing to Ray's left chest.
"Later if it is finished and legitimate, free to moot can also be. Udah ah do not ngbrol continue, ntar not ready," ketus Alisa.
Finished ornate, Ray and Alisa simultaneously step out of the bridal dressing room. A slightly frightening sound was heard from the crowd of neighboring mothers.
"It's so cute."
"Yes, it's true."
"The groom looks nervous."
"So I want to get married again."
"The handsome pisan looks like a bojo I neng omah."
Ray slowly sat down beside the pak penghulu facing off with Alisa's father preparing to shake hands.
"Okay, everyone please calm down a little, the event will start soon," said Mr. Penghulu.
Looking left and right, the sweaty water continued to pour profusely on Ray's face at that moment. Nervous because the first time in life to say a promise to live while.
"Wow, until it shakes so the hell Ray, Mom," said Alisa's mother smiled happily at Ray's mother.
"Yeah Ma'am. Said the young boy mumbai tuh Bu said it, uh so it was lackluster," replied Ray's mother berjahili Ray.
"If your life feels useless, remember that there are still parents who will always boast of a neighbor's child," Ray's inner self-inflicted.
Taking a deep breath, exhaling full calmness firmly Ray shook Alisa's father's hand.
"I'm ready, sir. Very ready, quite ready and ready times."
It was not the words he would say that made him nervous, but the meaning behind the word hijab that made his nervousness more and more dissected. When accepting everything, then all the actions that Alisa did in the future will be good or bad will be the absolute responsibility of Ray as a husband.
"Well, Mr. bride can follow what I say, please re-pronounce," continued pengulu gave instructions.
"Ray Al karim."
"Yes sir."
"I marry you to my daughter."
(Sensors).
(sensor).
"I accepted Alisa's marriage and marriage."
(Sensor)
"Where are the witnesses, Sah?"
"Well." Right."
"Well." Right."
"Alhamdulilah yes!" Ray stood up like he won a football match.
"Where's Mom? Mantab was once said goal," cried Ray staring at Mother.
"Yes yes, champah deh already," replied the two mothers compact.
Seeing her too excited made Alisa immediately tugged at Ray's hand because of the shame that was in front of many people. Ray's behavior invited a little laughter cheerfully melted the tense atmosphere at that time.
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Until here first brother, was willing to go directly in further, but the weather is a bit testing. So I decided to lift the clothes first. Thanks for reading this story, brother.....