One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 118

Hangga looked at Nata who was so enthusiastic about choosing the clothes he would wear to attend Harum and Judah's marriage certificate.

“All my clothes are now so great in my body,” said Nata sad. Of course greatness, because the body of Nata who used to be crazy now becomes thin dry.

“This one, Yang. This color is beautiful and seems to fit in your body,” said the Hanges who do not want to see Nata grieve longer.

Nata took the blue dress with the flower motif from the hand of Hanges. “Oh, yes. This is ‘kan dress that used to be loved just as fragrant. Yes, I wear this.”

“Yang, I guess we don't have to come to Harum's wedding and doctor Yuda deh.”

“Ish, why, Hangga?”

“I'm afraid of you why-why. Your condition ‘kan again like this. Better rest at home. I'm sure, Harum and Doctor Yuda will definitely understand our absence.”

“I want to see Harum get married. I want to see Harum happy, Hangga. Or maybe you are not strong enough to see them married?”

“If Harum married her instead of the doctor Yuda, maybe I'm not this easy to be sincere. But this Harum married her to the doctor Yuda. We both know what Doctor Yuda is. Doctor Yuda is a good man. Fragrant will surely be happy with the doctor Yuda. So, God willing I am sincere. But I'm worried about you, Nata. Fear you are not strong long sit on the show.”

“God willing I am strong. Oya, doctor Yuda already love serlok yet?”

“Udah.”

After Asar, Nata and Hangga depart for the house of Judah. Sitting in a wheelchair, his wife wore a Harum dress combined with leggings and a hijab that was also a gift of Harum. While Hanges was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt.

According to information from Yuda, the marriage contract will be held at around four in the afternoon. At exactly four o'clock, the car driven by Hangga stopped in front of a whitewashed house.

“It looks like this is his home,” said Hangga while watching the house from inside the car.

“Kok quiet huh?” nata Sahut.

“Or maybe the marriage contract is finished?” lontar Hangga looked at Nata.

“Or may not have started yet,” Reply Nata.

“Yes, we have dropped!” invite Nata who was replied by a nod by Hangga.

Hangga pushed the wheelchair Nata occupied to the front door. When Hanges hand was raised to knock on the door, the door was opened by a little girl.

“Assalamualaikum,” greet Hangga and Nata together.

“Waalaikum greetings,” replied the little girl who is none other than her daughter Yuda.

Hangga still remembers the little boy in front of him is a little boy who joined hands spoiled with Harum when he first met his ex-wife in the cafeteria.

“It must be Fragrant huh?” lontar Hangga who has now squatted aligns his body with a small fragrance.

“Kok Om know anyway? Om his friend Papi huh?”

“Harum beautiful, who is it?” Fragrant who heard a small fragrant voice talking to someone, rushed to the main door. His swift steps slowed down when he found out that Hangga and Nata were coming to visit.

Honestly, Harum is more comfortable if the marriage contract event is not attended by her ex-husband and ex-wife. Therefore, Harum did not report about his marriage to Hanges and Nata. These few days, he also deliberately did not come to visit Hanges and Nata. Harum who actually worried Nata, monitoring the development of the health condition of his former honeymoon through Yuda.

“Mami, Om this know my name,” report Little fragrance.

“Iya, Darling. Om same Auntie is her friend Papi and mami,” sahut Harum stroked her daughter Yuda's hair.

“Mas Hangga, Kak Nata, let's go in.”

“Harum kok you do not tell us if you want to marry,” protest Nata.

“Marriage only siri, Brother. So, I don't think you need any news first. Later, when it was official marriage, I just told you. My plan is so,” kilah Harum.

“Ish, you. The three of us ‘kan family, want to marry siri or officially it is your sacred moment. You should not hesitate to tell us. Luckily doctor Yuda wanted to tell us about your wedding day.”

“Iya, Brother. Forgive me.”

“Om its handsome look like Mas Biyan,” chirps Smell small. The small Fragrant Celebration successfully attracted the attention of the three people who had been sitting on the sofa.

“Mas Biyan who, Darling?” lontar Fragrant frowned. He who always keeps a little Harum in every activity feels helpless because he does not know the name of his daughter Judah.

“Oma's Idol. I love watching Mas Biyan.” Princess Yuda's answer made Harum stare a smile holding back laughter.

“Loh, any guests?” Long life, just discussed, the omana Harum came to them. “Rum, the guest told me to go straight to the house. There is no banquet here. The meal is at home. Let's move to the house next door!” take Bu Yusma to Hangga and Nata.

“Iya, thank you, Mom,” said Hangga.

“Who's this, Rum?” bu Yusma asked after a while to pay attention to Hangga and Nata.

“Oya, Mom. Meet Mas Hangga and Kak Nata. Mas Hangga is Harum's ex-husband and Kak Nata's wife Mas Hangga.”

“Oh, this is your ex-husband.” Bu Yusma looked at Hangga. Masya Allah is handsome. It's worth Harum can't move on. Hadeuh Yuda, you lost handsomely to Harum's ex-husband.

“Mas Hangga, Kak Nata, this is his mother Mas Yuda.” Hangga and Nata nodded politely and they shook hands in a friendly manner.

“Oma, omnya handsome yes look like Mas Biyan.” Little Fragrant Celeukan successfully made Bu Yusma misbehavior.

“Mari, Son. We move to the house next door,” said Bu Yusma to Hangga and Nata.

“You're ready too, son. Pak Ustadznya has come,” Bu Yusma said to Harum.

*

Wearing a long-sleeved white shirt, just like the one that Hanges wore, Yuda sat side by side with Harum. In front of the bride-to-be, sat an ustaz who was an elder in the residential complex where Judah lived.

While in the other corner, there are Hangga and Nata who sit side by side watching the wedding that will soon be held. Nata smiled looking at Harum and Judah. While Hangga just lowered his head, not the power to watch the woman he loved with other men.

Although Hanges has tried to mengikhlaskan Harum, still in the deepest recess there is a heart that is sliced very sore.

“Mas Yuda is ready?” lontar ustaz will marry her.

Yuda was silent with his head down.

“Mas Yuda is ready?” rework that fifty-year-old ustaz. “If it is ready, let's read taawudz, basmalah then then read shahadat.”

Still shaking with his head bowed, the sweat points seemed to wet Yuda's forehead and temples. In fact, on the back of the white shirt there are also points of water, indicating sweat also flooded the young doctor's body.

Harum, who was sitting beside Judah, turned toward her future husband. “Mas. Mas Yuda!” call him.

Yuda suddenly felt his body tremble. He looked at Harum and the eyes of the two met. Yuda repeatedly swallowed his saliva, his throat felt choked until he could not make a sound.

“Mas Yuda why?” tanya Harum looked confusedly at Yuda's pale-looking face.