Not the Bride of Choice
Gavin Treatment
The clock shows at 6 a.m. Finish praying I go to the kitchen.
I see his mother and sister bukde busy taking care of the preparation for the marriage contract later at 10.30wib.
I sat next to the bukde and helped him arrange the cake in a tray that had been decorated with banana leaves to serve later.
"so you yourself when to catch up with your sister? " ask bukde to open the conversation.
I smile.
"Congratulations ya bukde, smoga hasten. I'll introduce Mas Fahri with bukde ya" I said shyly.
"Well.. is there a candidate too? alhamdulillah if that" said bukde while rubbing my reddened cheeks.
Finished putting a tray of cake on the front guest table I went to take a shower immediately, and prepared.
Because today is a special day, I was also made up by a makeup artist who we had hired to decorate Me and Mother and bukde so that we also look beautiful.
We wear kebaya dresses.
Grey in color with pink flower motif.
"What a beauty you are" said bukde after seeing my appearance.
"Thank you bukde" I said in reply.
I left bukde and the mother who was going to Aisyah's room.
"How weird is the door locked? isn't she already in makeup?" my question is in my heart.
I knocked on her door many times but there was no answer at all.
I've been thinking no - no.
Lest he faint because of lack of rest or because he was too nervous.
"Aishaah... open the door dik. mbak want to enter. you are fine right? " just ask me again while you keep knocking on the door.
iMother who saw me banging on the door loudly immediately approached me and asked .
"The door of Aisyah's room is locked Buk. I called you a voice. Afraid of Aisyah why-napa Buk. "I said anxiously.
Mom immediately went to her room and took the spare key of Aisyah's room which she kept in her dresser drawer in her room.
then it easily opened the door of Aisyah's room.
"no Aisyah kok? where's Aisyah? " ask my mother.I shook her head.I opened the door of the WC on the left side of the room and Aisyah.
Nor is it in her.
Mom started to panic.
He saw a piece of paper on the dresser that lay under the hairbrush that read
Mom cried out in panic for the father sitting outside waiting for the groom's party to arrive soon.
Father and pakde and bukde immediately entered Aisyah's room.
Dad was sitting limp while mom was crying in bukde's arms.
Pakde himself was trying to call Aisyah's phone number repeatedly but was not answered.
I was so shocked to read Aisyah's letter.
I sat down in front of her and hugged her feet crying, she was crying.
we were all crying in the bridal room.
Aisyah Escape 2 hours before her marriage contract begins.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door from outside the room.
Mr. RT's voice was heard calling Father and hinting that the groom's side had arrived in front of the house.
Dad and sir are out soon.
While Bukde and I were still crying while hugging Mom who was sobbing on the edge of the bed.
Not long after I saw my father go into the room with his father, Mas Ali and his parents.
I saw the face of Mas Ali who was very disappointed and could only sit on the dresser chair while rubbing his face.
His face was red holding back anger and sadness.
While his mother also cried while occasionally rubbing his son's head.
"we can't possibly cancel this marriage. This marriage must go on. Otherwise our family will be ashamed and I do not want my son to bear the shame again as before because he failed to marry for the second time" said his mother Mas Ali sobbing.
I see Father, Pakde, Mr. RT, Mr. Penghulu and Father and family from Mas Ali are having serious discussions.
For more than an hour they spoke seriously. Finally Dad came to me and hugged me.
While whispering a little he begged me to be willing to replace Aisyah married to Mas Ali so that the Ali family did not bear the shame.
My heart broke for a moment.
I'm speechless.
Can't do anything.
It was the result of my meeting with the Mas Ali family.
And I'm the only hope for Mom and Dad.
I fell silent and complied as the bridesmaids replaced my clothes and fixed the makeup on my face.
