
Without feeling the day awaited arrived. The day that Nana and Dimas are getting married. Happy day for newlyweds, especially if married with love. But it doesn't seem to be for this girl.
In one of the hotel rooms, Nana has been dressed by a make up artist who was deliberately hired by her grandmother. Their wedding will be held at this hotel in a few moments, Nana is done dressing up, she looks so beautiful complete with an expensive bridal kebaya wrapped in her body.
Anyone who sees it will not recognize it.
Vina who also has dressed up, entered and sat next to her best friend, no less beautiful than the bride, because she has been preparing since again. Today she will be a bridesmaid, accompanying her best friend to give up her single life and bear a new status as a wife.
Vina also wore a kebaya, beautiful, graceful and shining like her usual appearance.
"Well, the bride-to-be is so pretty, I'm sure Dimas wouldn't blink to see you!" puji Vina's. Answered a grin by Nana.
"Na, are you nervous?" vina asked seriously, her face turned no longer seductive after seeing the sad face of her best friend.
Vina grabs his friend's cold hand, grasps it tightly, tries to calm him down. Slowly Nana felt warm with the touch of her best friend's hand. He smiled knot.
"I'm fine." she insisted
"You sure?"
"I-I don't know if my decision is right or not, but I also can't possibly back down. I'm sure this is the best" he said softly.
" Eh, I'm sorry Na" sounded shrewd and full of regret. Again Vina was wracked with guilt, all because of her actions.
"I'm fine, I'm just worried."
"Son" came the voice of his mother calling. The two girls turned to the source of the voice, without them noticing that their mother had entered and was already near them.
"The groom's entourage has come, let's go out" her mother found, Nana can see the happy face, and all that re-enforces her heart, if her decision is right.
"Good Bik" Vina replied.
He helps his best friend walk out of the room, in front of the door some of his office friends are waiting, they use the uniform given by Dimas as bridesmaids.
Nana continued to hold Vina's hand next to her, once in a while she looked forward, everyone stood up to welcome her arrival. Unintentionally his eyes met Dimas, just a few seconds later Nana chose to duck.
Nana's heart rippled, indeed Dimas looked very handsome, his heart was racing.
Dimas was already sitting opposite to the penghulu, beside him there was Dion who was always ready. Dimas looked very handsome, he was wearing matching colored clothes with Nana's clothes.
It was time for Nana to sit beside the bridegroom. Penghulu and her father are also preparing to start a kabul ijab event.
With a single breath Dimas had made Nana his wife.
Her voice sounded firm and clear, Nana lowered her head and let out tears. He himself did not know it was a tear of happiness or vice versa. This is definitely the beginning of his life story.
"Na" the touch of Vina's hand made Nana aware of her daydream. He turned his head, Dimas had already poked his hand. He shook his hand and carried it to his lips. This was the first time she kissed her husband's hand, not daring to look up, Nana kept her head down. Dimas kissed his head.
All the process went smoothly, although of course Nana could not stem her tears when she was silent to her parents.
After all the events ended, Nana and Dimas were asked to take pictures. Nana still felt awkward, she looked stiff, while Dimas was being sweet, casually he hugged the wife's waist, without hesitation and without shame.