
Ms. Sarifah fell silent, she thought about the decision she would make. She initially wanted to separate because she did not want to ruin her second marriage. However, it turns out that the husband's second marriage was unhappy and ended in divorce.
Rahma had dreamed of a complete family since childhood. At the time of the opportunity, Sarifah was struck by anxiety.
"I won't force you to remarry me. I know my mistakes are unforgivable. Maybe I should go back to the capital. I surrender!" said Mr. God sad.
Ms. Sarifah who saw the sad face of the Lord felt knocked on the door of her heart.
"alright. I want to remarry Mas Arya but on one condition. If one condition alone cannot be, then we are divorced religiously and stateally" said Mrs Sarifah eventually.
The Lord who heard the reply from his wife was delighted.
"It turns out that I'm not wrong to defend this marriage." muttered God sir.
"What are you asking for I will fulfill? Tell me what our marriage needs!" said Mr. Dewa sumringah.
"I don't want to live in the capital, but I don't want to be left here alone either. I want us to start over here, not somewhere else!" resolute bu Sarifah with a face like challenging.
Mr. God was surprised at his wife's request, he did not expect that his wife was still the same as before. Not leaving his native land.
For the sake of his love for the wife, finally the Lord agreed to the terms proposed by his wife. Mr. Dewa contacted some of his friends who were still working on Edward's estate. Not to forget, he also contacted his besi to ask for help.
Mr. Dewa and Ms. Sarifah talked about when they would get married and how the concept would be.
Ms. Sarifah wants their marriage to be done at home, simply. Just invite RT sir and other village devices. There is no need for a party at all, either a simple party let alone a luxurious and magnificent party.
Their marriage was done in series, so it didn't take long to take care of everything.
Mr. Dewa asked for the wedding to take place tomorrow, but Ms. Sarifah wants the wedding to be done in a week. Sarifah is waiting for her son to come.
Finally, the Lord asked his confidants to pick up Rahma and bring her to Sarifah's house.
The next day Sarifah's house was crowded by neighbors. They help prepare all the necessities for the wedding. Although only married in series, but residents in the village still make a salamatan event.
Rahma and Frans came together because Rahma was forcibly picked up by a mercenary sir Dewa. While Frans followed using a motorbike, did not forget to bring a couple jacket that he kept since they were married.
"What's so much about?" rahma asked her father's man.
"Miss just look at yourself inside." replied the person flatly.
Rahma got out of the car and ran over to her husband who had just parked his bike.
"Sir, what the hell's going on at Mom's. Not usually a cake." Rahma asked Frans.
Frans who had been told by his parents and in-laws only shook his head while removing the helmet.
"From us guessing what's in there, we better get in. Yuk!" frans replied while embracing Rahma's waist.
They enter the house to find all Frans' family is hilariously chatting. The contents of the house were decorated in such a way as for the remarriage of Sarifah and Dewa.
"Mom, Tiara, Cecilia?" Rahma complains of her mother-in-law and sister-in-law.
Rahma approached them and embraced them one by one.
"Where's Mom?" rahma asked with a worried face, after hugging them.
"Your mother's in her room. You just go in!" mama Ratna answered with a sparkling face, all agreed to hide the good news to Rahma.
Rahma ran straight to her mother's room.
"Don't run, hey!" frans shouted worried that his wife would fall for running.
Frans walks in Rahma's footsteps, but does not enter her in-laws' room but enters her.
"Mother!" yelled Rahma as she opened the door.
Rahma was astonished to find her mother was being groomed by a bride in her village. Ms. Sarifah was wearing white kebaya.