Not the Hope Husband

Bride

"Wah .. My sister is so beautiful. Finally want to get married too, after a long time crazy about my Mas. But baby, it looks like the man who is not the type of husband of hope." Sita praised and sneered.

Viona. Suddenly he remembered the man he loved dearly, who was hindered by the status of brotherhood.

"Mbak Sita do not talk like dong, do not destroy this happy atmosphere. Just support her sister to get happiness." Alisa stared hard.

Ms. Asri only kept quiet at once reminiscing, when Viona planned to marry the husband's stepson. Viona was so devastated there was no passion for life, because it was not condoned. Especially when he heard the lover was married, Viona locked herself in the room for months and long enough Viona experienced a downturn in life. Not because of the economy, but the heart.

It is wrong Mr. Rusadi who did not introduce Hendra as his stepson from the beginning. All he introduced was his two children who were often invited to live together as well. Is Sita and Rumi, while Hendra as a sister-in-law with Sita and Rumi also never introduced Mr. Rusadi.

Viona never introduced her before whom she was dating, close to whom? he did not introduce her to his parents. If he was related to a man named Hendra, but the relationship was for years. Pas planning to get married then be introduced, finally in about by the family.

"Vi, please transfer 4 million money just want to buy shoes for the event later. Money is less." Rumi's voice from behind the door.

Rumi's voice spread the daydream of Asri's mother about her favorite daughter. "Oh my goodness .. Didn't have Rumi's shoes?"

"No, Mam. I've worn it before, so I have to wear it again? shame on me." Answer's flat.

"This you, yesterday will buy branded again," said Sita staring at the sister.

"Loh, it's Mommy who wants to wear it later. Besides making my legs uncomfortable, choose the wrong." Rumi shook her hand.

"Cum, ish. Every day like this watching people every day asking for money, can eat baby nutmeg." Alisa patted her own eel.

"Well, who are you going to stay here? neither are you," said Rumi in a cynical tone and her tail glared at Alisa.

"Already, don't make a fuss." Viona sent directly from her phone.

Alisa invites MUA to get out of Viona's room, who knows the bridegroom has come. "Vi, I'm out first, okay? who knows if my husband has come." Patting slowly on Viona's shoulder which was responded with a nod.

"Yesterday had a lot of shopping and paid for Viona, now still asking." Ms. Asri shook her head violently.

"Mama, I'm asking Viona well not to help. How much anyway? not much either." Timpal Rumi's.

"What's the noise?" asked Oma who had just appeared at that place.

"Well, it's old Grandma again, nimbrung. I want to know." Rumi muttered towards Oma Yani.

"What did you say?" oma Yani glared. Doesn't like the attitude of Rumi who has no manners.

"Mbak Rumi, in the care of his mouth do not be impolite like parents." Viona puts on a body hearing Rumi say that she is not wearing against her oman.

"Yes, kid .. don't do that. Have a Kramas order, respect Oma." Lirihnya bu Asri while glancing towards the mother.

"Helleh, Oma was also a favoritism. I mean, I'm just Mama's stepson." Ketus Rumi as he left.

"The child has not changed, but is old too." Grunts oma Yani after Rumi is absent.

"How much Rumi or we ask for, doesn't mean anything about your many possessions." Bela Sita lightly.

"Basar child do not know themselves. less am I the same you ha? you guys have me rations. Home and car, savings. Our education is for you. Not your papa, papa's just a regular worker under my armpits." Obviously, Oma Yani, looking intently at Sita, he was furious with the speech from Sita earlier.

"It's Oma" said Viona, wiping her breast. "Patience."

Sita is inflamed in the same way as oma Yani. His lips twitched wanting to feel raging, his lips were already gaping preparing for an argument.

But his shoulder was held by Asri. "Already Sita, do not serve. Already, ashamed of the time to make a fuss," said softly Asri.

Bu Yani is breathing and trying to control her emotions. "Not knowing yourself very much. What did his father have when he married you Asri? just a motorbike butute."

"Already Ms. .. already. Later the high blood Mother rose," said Bu Asri calming. He tried to hide the pain he felt.

Bu Yani already looks neat and beautiful with color kebaya in line with the bride. So did Ms. Asri wearing a bridesmaid kebaya. Bu Yani turned her head towards the dreamy looking Viona.

"Darling, Oma's granddaughter is daydreaming? you're so pretty Vi." Oma Yani stroked Viona's face.

Viona's a thin smile. "Oma can do it. Oma also Mama looks very beautiful, not less the same young." actually Viona's heart is currently very restless. I don't know what else he's feeling right now.

This marriage was not what he dreamed of. The figure that would become her husband was not the man she expected, Viona lowered her face deeply while breathing out a stifling chest.

In the guest room, Alisa is busy recommending Fatir to change clothes and be prepared by MUA who is ready to decorate it.

"Honey, where's the bride?" ask Darma while holding Azam, his son.

"There's in his room. Looks very cute," said Alisa full of expression.

"Well, surely the groom will be fascinated. I guarantee you will fall in love, who the hell will not fall in love with Viona is already beautiful well again. It's just perfect" said Darma.

"He'em. Yep!" timpal Alisa briefly nodded.

Fatir only responded with a faint smile. His heart continues to be patient fear can not ijab kabul or anything.

"Oh, my heart is pounding. Dag dig dug erratic gini, fear of not being able to say the pledge later." Fatir complained, holding his chest.

Darma's hand slapped Fatir's shoulder. "Take a deep breath and let go, do it many times and then be relieved." Darma.

"Nurp ..." Fatir followed Darma's advice. Repeatedly breathing and throwing it away.

"Don't you suddenly like this. I was a long time ago and practiced first, same. Grogi, deg degan ni heart as if to be dislodged when facing the penghulu. Is that right, baby?" Darma turned towards his wife. But the people don't exist. "Where's my wife?"

"Get out, Mas." Answer a MUA.

In the living room, Alisa introduces Viona's parents to the Fatir family. They all shake hands. Bu Asri and oma welcomed the friendly candidate of his besi. Mr. Rusadi was a normal person and showed a little that he was a distinguished family.

Time has shown 09 o'clock past. The bride is also preparing to go to the mosque because the akad event will be held there. Viona in Alisa's gang and her other friends. Incidentally dede Azam had a nanny who held, so Alisa freely accompanied her best friend.

Fatir was stunned when he saw his bride passing, his heart must admit that Viona is more beautiful than Soraya. his friendly attitude was emanated from his face, his body more contained and well maintained. What a beautiful aura he came out, several times he swallowed his saliva that was stuck in the throat.

Darma's shoulder nudged Fatir's stupefied shoulder. "Absmacked huh? ngaku. Uh ... his body also contains like a Spanish guitar broo, will not be mengesel deh." Tempta Darma while smiling.

"What are you talking about, Dar?" fatir shakes his head. But his lips are mesmerizing.

"Ha ha ha ... Yu got in the car? we should get there first." Darma gets in the car, after Fatir and his family.

The Duarrrr!

There was a small explosion in the back, a few meters from the bride's car ....

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