PROOF OF LOVE FOR THE STARS

70 Counting hours

Star

Two weeks, it didn't feel nearly missed. After the horrendous preparations of the whole family. Finally the wedding will be on a title soon.

Mother Una, mother, aunt Rara, Uti, Grandma, all the women are busy choosing the uniform they will wear at the wedding ceremony and reception.

Debates ranging from colors, materials to models became a model for every discussion we had.

Papa, Satya's father and all the heads of the family must be sincere when their savings are dibgal gorgeous by their respective wives.

Rion's parents were no less busy. Give me a lot of choices. Starting from the contents of the shipping box, until the wedding ring that almost ten choices they give.

"This is my brother." Point Rion at a pair of white gold rings that I think are too big a diamond in the middle.

"This one is Bi," pointed Aunt Sania on a pair of rings that I really liked from the beginning.

"Or that one." Aunty Sania also pointed to a very fancy ring, but I'm sure the price is equivalent to the cost of the wedding that Satya's father gave me and Zoya.

"Money of Rion and Ezra, use it as well as possible. Tubes for your future. This time let me take responsibility." Said Satya's father when we got together to talk about my marriage and Zoya's.

"Bi likes this one, auntie." point me at the first choice that aunt Sania points to.

We tried. And it fit on my finger and Rion's. "Good brother. It fits on your brother's finger that's about the size of a fry."

Rion. Aunt Sania pinched her son's stomach.

"Today as small as this can make your ears red, Yon! Want proof?" I was preparing to pick up his ear.

"Sister. No interest." Rion closed his ears with both palms.

"Bi, after the wedding. Tell me whatever you want to Rion. Sometimes men don't cling to it so they can read women's minds." Aunt Sania's advice while we're on our way home.

"Over Rion, say whatever to Bi. You want what? How do you want it? What are you thinking?"

"Open up on your partner. Because only in such a way can the difference be overcome. What's more, your different ages are quite far away. Your mindset must be very different."

"Talk about all the things. Do not hide the slightest secret. Because it would be very painful if we knew our partner's secret from others."

"Bi, be patient with the immature aunt's son." Aunt Sania pointed at Rion who was driving.

"Ck! Mommy. Rion's already big, Mi."

It was a spate of advice from aunt Sania. My future-in-law.

What about Zoya? She is about to marry Ezra who happens to live alone in Jakarta. How do they prepare for their own wedding?

A few days ago, Zoya and Ezra went to Semarang, where his father Ezra lived. And thankfully, everything went well.

I'm sorry, but seeing a happy smile never fade from his face, I'm sure Ezra gave his best. With Ezra's own hands.

"Mom, my hair is cut a little huh." Zoya said to the salon employee who is now styling her hair.

"Yes mbak. My hair is also cut a little. Let it fresh."

Zoya and I are at the salon right now. We will enjoy a series of body treatments from head to toe.

Not our real wish but this is the gift of Una's mother. Zoya and I were picked up by him. We were left at this salon and almost 3 hours we were not finished either.

"Why are people at home on the nomination huh Zoy?"

"Tau, Bi. Bored, right?"

"He'em."

"That makes him bored maybe because all the treatment is done. If only creambath or facials not up to an hour mbak." Said one of the salon staff.

"Yes, the name is also free. Yes, it's accepted." Zoya giggles.

"When is your happy day?" The question of the girl who takes care of Zoya's hair makes us look at each other, but through the mirror.

"Can you know we want to get married?" Zoya asked in surprise. "But we don't talk about marriage? The baby's a psychic?"

The two salon staff laughed. "We know from the treatment package that mbak live. This is usually the same package taken by the bride and groom, mbak."

"Oh... Tell dong from earlier mbak." I said to them.

"The twins, huh? His face looks similar."

We're not twins, but blood.

"Rubber."

"Want to marry them both?"

Zoya and I nodded.

"That's lucky." Say one to his friend.

"Yes. Born together, married together. Have children together."

"Amen." Zoya.

Zoya is very eager to secure it. I haven't even imagined getting there. A marriage that counts hours I can't even imagine.

Huuh! Star, try to get up and look ahead. The gate of the household was in sight.

"Don't her husband be twins?"

Zoya and I laughed. "No mbak. I have no intention of having a twin husband. Afraid of swapping." We all laughed.

What if our husband is switched? Aiisshh.

Before Magrib I and Zoya arrive home. We were impressed by this white decoration.

On the outside mounted tents are in white color decoration and all use real flowers.

"This is perfect Bi." Zoya looked around while circling.

"Truly cool." I'm fascinated too. The EO team has not finished decorating.

"You don't see Ethan hunting flowers out of town, Bi?"

"Yes I saw her story in wa. Said the state's duty."

"Tante Nathali can only if you have children."

"Let's go in, Zoy." Take me.

"Wedding candidate has gone home?"

Uti and Grandma were sitting in the living room. Oma Citra is here.

"What in the gathering do we not jump on anyway?" My protest.

"You'll have time."

"Me time what's the mother, we're bored, huh, Zoy?"

"Banget, Bi."

"Bored?" asked her mother with her little laugh.

"Obviously bored, Na. Usually they work chases, jambak-jelp, gelut, recokin Nath same Nair. How to sit in a salon." Sindir.

We both went to Papa. And we compactly thrust our thumb and index teak to form a finger heart.

"Papa's yaw!"

"Well! Very compact!" Papa said to the others.

They all laugh. "Change clothes first, Bi. Come on!"

Zoya and I went upstairs to our room. I had a chance to see 2 tables that would be where we tie the sacred promise. Table where the marriage contract will take place.

I hugged Zoya's waist while walking on the stairs. My tears were dripping without me asking.

"Zoy, just count the hours."

"real Bi. This house will make history for both of us."

"Hopefully, yes Zoy."

"Amen. May Bi."

We hugged each other before entering their rooms.