Pursuing the Love of Siti

79. H-3 (Siti version)

POV Siti

The night was getting late, these eyes could not be closed It felt like there was a speck of anxiety running through me. I looked at the clock in the room at two in the morning. I tried to pray before I went to bed, I changed my sleeping position, but I still didn't treat this insomnia.

As soon as I remembered someone, he should have been with me at the wedding. Should have? It should be like that, but now it's another reality. The fact that I have to accept a new person in my life.

A man who would be my life companion, still a stranger felt. But what can I do, fight? a run? ah, that's a stupid thing I wouldn't do. If you can still with a cold head, use it that way.

Scroll at four in the morning. God, I can't close my eyes yet. The air around the villa is getting colder, lest a cold come. But if I'm sick, who knows the wedding plans are off. It seems far from residential. It's been two days here, there's no sound of azan.

"Mother, siti kangen."

I tried not to cry, but I couldn't help it. Stiffness, yes! Stop, how else! I didn't even dare to hope that inspiration would follow me here.

Speaking of Inspiration? She how are you, huh? is he looking for me?or maybe he's found another girl again, like he did before. To be honest until now I have not been able to think positively about him. After all this time a lot happened between us, from him approaching me when he could not get close to the gita, until he received an engagement with Jihan's sister.

Until this moment, we were again kept away because of papa's blessing. Ham, do you miss me? or maybe you have forgotten me? I don't know. I missed you, ham. Yes, I missed you! Miss the fragrance of your perfume, miss your narcissism, anything in you I always miss.

I spread out the prayer mat because soon dawn will come in. At least a little relief I felt, by complaining to Him.

Yes, God, I'm getting married tomorrow. Being a wife, please guide me to stay in your ridho. Give me a clue if this guy is my soul mate.

Keep me strong to walk in Your Way, O God.

clique

POV author

Tomorrow is a historic day for Adolf Ford's extended family. Their only daughter will let go of her free time. Everyone is busy preparing the daughter of a CEO of the airline company.

All are lavishly prepared, starting from the location of the meeting and reception, moreover the plan is that the reception will be held in two locations, namely in Sukabumi and Jakarta.

Some staff from WO are busy decorating the location of the marriage contract. The theme of the wedding is all white. At Tiara's request, because to her white was sacred. A habit every there is a crowd must want to blend in. But he was not allowed out. Tiara was upset, again she was just locked up in a room.

The sound of a parked car heard the voice of a woman who said hello.

Mama!

Mama!

Tiara immediately rushed to hug them.Hati happy that the two women he loved have come, it means he is no longer lonely. They led Tiara into the room. Still in order to let go of longing, Tiara unceasingly did not want to be separated from her mother.

"You want to be a wife, but you're still spoiled for mother." Tiara put on her cute face. Getting closer to Aisyah's mother.

"Ti, later if you marry happily spoiled with your husband. I can see she loves you."

Tiara caught Aisyah's words.

"Start, mom! did you ever meet a bule? I've never met her before, but I know she loves me."

"Ti, I have a seat from mama Yulia for you, son." Aisyah's mother switched the conversation.

Tiara looked at a large box, then opened it. Kebaya is beautiful in white and a beautiful long dress is also white. Tiara was moved to see it.

A letter to himself. Slowly open it and read it...

Dear Friend Siti Marlina...

If you open this box, this dress is yours...

If one day I'm gone

Congratulations, ti

May you be happy with your partner

I'm sorry if you've hurt your feelings so much ....

From friend.

Gita Mandasari's

Tiara looked at the mother, asking for an explanation of this letter. Mother Aisyah gently stroked the princess's hair while sitting beside Tiara.

"Ti, said mama Yulia. This dress is Gita who made the time you want to marry Rudi. Since Gita's condition was rather weak back then, that's why she designed the dress as a gift for you."

Tiara immediately cried hugging Gita's dress. The taste of haru tucked in his heart, when his best friend could not see it together.

"You remember this dress, ti." Mother showed her a long dress that was familiar to her.

"Remember, mom. This dress that Gita wore when she was first betrothed to sister Nature." Tiara's words were still shrouded in haru.

And this dress is the beginning of the tragedy that befell Gita and Inspiration. Fortunately my partner is not an inspiration. If my partner is inspired, I'm afraid to open up the memory of his past.

"You try it first, I want to see my son wear a gita plan kebaya."

Tiara stood up to change her clothes with a kebaya made by Gita. Simple, simple but elegant. Takjud's mother saw the princess wearing the kebaya. Her bridal aura emanated. I don't feel her tears dripping.

Soon you will be a wife. I'm glad to let you go to the right guy.

As a mother, I would be happy to see that you will be there to look after, to see you with a man. A new life, a home.

I can't wait for that moment to arrive, seeing your daughter standing next to you.

Even so I was still tucked into a deep sense of uneasiness. I had to let my son go with his husband. It's still hard to let you go, son. I raised you with struggle, grew up with love, cared for with affection, and grew up to be a beautiful girl. This beautiful girl will soon be transformed into a wife and a mother.

Mother looked at Tiara with a feeling of amazement. Tucked haru because it will release the princess to the man who married her later. I hope Tiara is happy for her wedding.

"How are you feeling, son? Tomorrow you'll be a wife." Ask mom Fatimah.

Tiara lowered her head, she had not been able to express her feelings. Be happy? I don't know, for him it hurts.

Mom and Mama Fatimah saw Tiara crying. Both of them hugged the princess. Tried to calm him.

Ti, if you knew who would marry you, would you be this sad?

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