Pluviophille Love Story's

Chapter 1

“Sah” I embrace the body of the Goddess, my best friend, who has now officially become a wife of the person she loves so far.

“Congratulations Wi” I said while holding haru.

“Please, hopefully after this you are married” I amenkan a do’a that I always say in do’a-do’aku.

“Let's love we meet your husband” our embrace unraveled when Mama Susi-Mama Dewi interrupted our ceremony.

Before that Mama Susi first embraced the Goddess, whispering brief tips that I can still hear.

I am very moved, this menstrual hormone makes me cry.

Mama Susi and I led Dewi to see Alan, her husband. Down there I could see Alan smiling as he watched the Goddess descend from the stairs.

Dewi's marriage certificate was held at her home, in conjunction with the reception at the building tonight.

I was a living witness of the journey of their love, how they met, their struggle in asking for the blessing of the parents, until some other test until they finally decided to get married, I know all.

It is not easy to convince Dewi to get married, the failure of her parents' household is the reason that makes her antipathy with the name ‘wedding’

I walked back slowly as I was delivering my best friend to meet her life partner, my tears dripping.

Seeing the Goddess smiling happily also makes me happy, the Goddess has cried a lot, this is the time she is happy, I believe it.

Suddenly, the words of the Goddess when I was staying last night.

‘I met Mas Alan at the right time, you will also find your soulmate at the right time, right person in the right time’

We promised each other we would accompany each other at the last moment with the status of single if one of us married, and I partially fulfilled that promise first.

I'm 27, but I'm still alone.

Don't ask me how I feel about being on an event like this, a sacred question will be asked of me.

“Hai Aya, when did you start Dewi? Didn't know the Goddess who will marry first from kamu” well, I just discussed it, the sacred question sucks that has greeted me.

“To do’anya aunty” that is all I can say to aunt Mira, Mama Susi's biological sister, I am very close to Dewi until also close to her extended family.

Without further ado, after displaying my sweetest smile, I soon passed, I did not want to go berserk at my own best friend's happy event.

My stomach is hungry, accompany Dewi Dirias to become his personal assistant in taking what he needs makes me ignore the stomach that has been trying to pull me to the buffet table that has been provided.

“After all?” I turned to the man in a batik shirt next to me. Is he talking to me? I'm confused.

“I'm talking to you gray” girl she said again, grey girl? I pointed at my face to see what he meant. She laughs.

“You will wear a grey kebaya, goshia” gagasnya, I immediately check my kebayaku, right too.

“Oh yes” I continue my movement to take the soy sauce chicken that has since waved to me.

“You are willing not to accompany me eat” once again I turned to this foreign man.

“Why?”

“You have a friend to eat?” asked without answering my question, I shook my head, there are no friends I know here, Dewi only knows me well, unlike Alan who has many Friends, can be said Genk.

“Nah, I also do not have friends to eat all my friends are busy with Mas Manten there” he said while pointing to Dewi and Alan who were receiving congratulations from a group of guests, he said, maybe these guy's friends.

“Bole” she smiles happily.

After taking food and drink, I saw this man with a plate that was still empty.

“You are still confused about what to eat?” guess what, he looked at it briefly then nodded.

I'm hungry, my God.

“Take all the side dishes, everything is good kok” my suggestion, he was silent for a moment, then nodded enthusiastically.

“Good idea” Thank God, I can finally speed up the process of him choosing foods that may take a long time.

He took all the side dishes with a small portion and a glass of drinking water, after which he followed me who chose a seat not far from the buffet place.

“I'm his best friend Alan” well right my guess. Because the two of them only invited close friends and relatives on the contract.

"But I can't call you her best friend Goddess, you must have a name right?” I rolled my eyes lazily.

Want to get acquainted with this very complicated person, my mind.

“Kanaya Widhiani” I was glued when there was a hand outstretched in front of me.

“The introduction should use a handshake” he said.

“Udah kayak ijab qobul aja use handshake” sindirku, but he even smiled.

“If it's your father's hands that I shake, there's no one here, mumpung pak puler has not come home nih” he said roaring like he was looking for someone.

I immediately cupped my hands in front of my chest, as if wanting to create some distance by unwilling to touch each other with this stranger.

“Oh yes Sorry” he pulled his hand and also cupped his hand just like me.

“My name is Galang Prambudi” I nodded politely, then continued my meal.

“Btw, your name is nice” compliment, I looked at him off guard, but I smiled politely as he praised my name.

“Thank you” he just nodded while eating his food.

“Say people, come to the wedding can meet a soul mate, Kanaya” he started a conversation between us again.

“Which person? You?”

“Not me, tap..”

“You're not a person?” as for me, I can't be friendly anymore, this person is very annoying. But he laughed instead.

“You're funny” I don't know what to do with this guy.

“Canaya! Here!” The goddess called me right when my food was gone, like a savior to me.

“Oh already acquaintance with Galang?” alan asked while looking behind me, I turned around and was immediately surprised when Galang was right in front of me, which I did not know, it turned out that he was following me.

I snorted and took a position next to the Goddess who called me for a photo together.

“Sudah” I saw Alan elbowed slowly Galang who even smiled shyly.

Hihh even though since then I have no shame, my mind.

“Aya, he's his best friend Mas Alan” whispered the Goddess to me.

“Tau” answered me while posing beautifully when the photographer took aim at us.

“She single loh” whispered again. So what if she's single?!

We're the four of us, Galang is next to Alan of course.

Shortly after, Alan's friends who had been photographed had rejoined their wives.

“Ciyeee, Galang is not alone Guys” said they tease me and Galang.

“That's Kanaya, her best friend Dewi” Galang instead introduced me in front of her friends.

“We've seen it, you guys from earlier like deket”

“Eat together, it feels like the world belongs to both Lang, the others ngontrak” they all laugh, except me and Galang, we just keep quiet.

The Goddess brought herself closer to me, we were both like strangers when we gathered with Alan's friends.

“Say people, come to the wedding can meet a soul mate, Nay” whispered, again? Two people have said that today.

Who makes such a statement, but it is not necessarily the case. PHP really!

TB