Pomegranates

Not intentionally.

A new dawn spread its golden robe over the surface of the earth, pinning the golden buttons of the sun into the ears of the sky, getting rid of the stars in an instant.

I got a call this morning from an unknown number.

"Hello.. sorry to interrupt, is this true with Asmaraloka's mom?" said one woman.

"True, who is this?, what does it take?"

"I'm Aisyah's mother, I mean to disturb mba because I want to book WO the same mba.." Further.

"Oh. Can you, for when?"

"kalo can today, I need very much. later I will pay whatever you ask, because it is urgent, WO that I pesen before her ngebatalin.. I have DP money."

"Okay ma'am, I'm there now.. Can you share the location?"

"Well I'm sherlok yes, makasi. I wait. see you." Say it while hanging up the phone.

Immediately I got ready to go to the place given by Aisyah's mother. With a big shirt and a sponge skirt and a fasminah hijab only in a pin tampa sash, I rushed while carrying my make'up bag using my favorite vespa iron horse.

A few tens of minutes later I arrived at the destination. turned out to be one city with where I live, do not want to waste my time directly in front of the mother who called me earlier.

"Excuse me.. I'm Asmaraloka. Where's the bride who wants her make'upin!!" My exclamation.

"Oh mba, finally arrived, please enter the room mba.!!" Say mother Aisyah.

A few dozen minutes later her make'up is complete. Her bride looks very pangling but natural. It makes the mother happy and the bride satisfied.

The bride and groom perform the ijab qobul. And after all the core events are over, I wish to allow me to eat the banquet that has been provided at the banquet place. And when I'm about to head to the banquet. Bruuuukkk!! I threw someone in front of me. And I don't think I'm wrong, he who doesn't look around because he's busy with his HP.

And when I look at it, in front of me is silent the figure of a handsome and tall man, using only a long-sleeved shirt and jeans but giving the impression of cool in his athletic body.. her plump eyelashes shade her beautiful eyeballs.. For a moment I was fascinated to see it, but I quickly regained my senses and went back to kissing it.

"Malah diem .. denger not really??" I'm upset

"Yes, I'm horrified by mba, don't yell at me." Answer her.

For a moment the man looked at me, then walked away from me.

And during the family photo shoot, it turned out that the man who had collided with me was one of the bride's families. And there I also passed a beautiful girl who suddenly pulled my hand.

"Hay.. This is Ka Asmaraloka right?" Say hello to the beautiful girl, while I was willing to remember her, her face was indeed familiar. Then I remembered, she was my junior in Junior High. And we were familiar at school for entering the same eskul.

"Yes I'm Asthma, you're Diya right?, how are you. ko can be here?" Ask me back.

" Loh, my house is in this area.so yes invited the same one who married, brother again what is here?"

"Oh.. I finished the make'upin of the bride. it was also impromptu. You see, WO who was booked before her ngebatalin that's it."

"Oh. so now I open WO. can dong later if I marry hehe" Canda nya.

Unknowingly, Diya and I were talking. The man who hit me noticed us.

The event was over, I also say goodbye to the bride's family, and Diya suddenly asked for my number afraid later if she wanted to book WO he said.

I gave her a number and said goodbye and went home.