
One week later..
After the proposal event that makes Ossa feel embarrassed and floating, Zoan agreed not to meet the future wife. Ossa agreed and continued to stay at the hotel seven days later as her future husband wished.
However, before they do not see each other for a while, Zoan and Ossa make a video call to Ossa's parents. In essence, greet each other with news that then conveys their intentions. Zoan tells Ossa's parents his good intentions for their daughter.
Which was greeted quite surprised, but excited by Oqtissa's parents. Although the news and request for blessing is quite surprising and hasty, but Ossa's parents are quite understanding and understanding.
Also welcomed enthusiastically when Zoan said he wanted to organize a wedding event with their daughter in front of the ruler as soon as possible. Which is where the day and time, Zoan returned resignedly so that the candidate mertunyalah who determine his H day.
And furthermore, Ossa was in charge of communicating intensely to parents on the coast. Make deals and plans through calls and messages. Among them are the plan of the celebration party in the hometown and when the event is right to be done.
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Now they have met again even on the way to the hometown of Oqtissa. Zoan with Ossa did not go alone, but with the regular subscription driver Zoan brought before. That's Mr. Idris, a half-old man who used to rent Zoan.
"We got married in your village mosque, Os?" asked Zoan with his tired face.
"Yes, I've managed it. We get there and we get married" Ossa answered quickly. However, he seemed to be a manyun when he realized Zoan's reaction was smiling meaningfully.
"Don't get sucked up, yeah. I told you, my hometown isn't okay. Not comfortable there for long. So, I want to do it quickly. The situation is not conducive,"
"Indeed in father's territory was not affected. But it is a form of solidarity and condolence for coastal residents affected by abrasion," Ossa explained once again to Zoan.
"Yes, I get it. Just feel like with the discourse of marriage fast, cooking should not??" sahut Zoan smiled.
"And..." Ossa stopped his speech. Zoan looked in wonder at the future wife.
"And, why else??" asked Zoan impatiently.
"In my house there is our sodara who fled. Their houses were destroyed by abrasion of sea water" Ossa said with a grim face.
But Zoan urged abstinence as long as Ossa's parents did not mind and did not fall victim to ocean abrasion. Not expecting if it turns out in Ossa's house is crowded with displaced brothers.
"Ossa, what if we get married in a hotel mosque? Or in the hotel hall? We invite your parents and brothers to the hotel. We rent fairies for you. Cooking married not dandan. Cooking dandan among the refugees in your house? I'm not used to rame-rames like that, Os," Zoan said after imagining it.
"Yes that's better, my mom. But,, of course, there's a lot of money, "sambar Ossa seems hesitant.
"Yes break even on a budget. At first your father wanted to make a celebration party in the village. But suddenly there was a disaster. Yes, we divert funds to rent hotels and others. How's it?" ask Zoan seriously.
"It's up to Zoan. My role is just to be a bride. My dad says I can't think hard." Ossa smiled and sneered at Zoan. Teasing Zoan who looked tense in his face.
Zoanpun smiled widely. Suddenly, Ossa's face with his big palm. But Ossa let in, not brushed off Zoan's hand that covered his face. Keep leaning and placing his head on the back of the chair. Very calm and seemed to enjoy.
That bright and delicate face closed his eyes. Pretending to be asleep or sleeping. Zoan let it go, the man smilingly looked at Ossa who was definitely pretending to be asleep.
Zoan worked fast. Find the nearest hotel from Ossa's house, but that fits the criteria. The hotel that provides hall rental services as well as a series of events.
That's all you can easily Zoan did very quickly. Because, Zoan has been memorized by almost all hotels and inns in all areas of Central Java. It is not difficult to choose the most appropriate one to rent as well as lobbying it quickly.
Also look for transportation accommodation. Zoan wants to pick up Ossa's family as well as the brothers who are evacuating in the house of the future wife with a decent and comfortable minibus.
For those related to the upstream and the Office of Religious Affairs, Ossa's father was the one who agreed to take care of. Staying informed to the Ossa family about this change of event, and that was Oqtissa's job.
Zoan has finished making all transactions easily and smoothly. So relieved at all the affairs that turned out to be very facilitated. The reality that is pursued, is indeed turned away from being thought and planned. Marriage intentions are thought difficult and complicated, it turns out very easy and smooth everything. Hope no aral that transverse from the start of the event until the end of the sacred event later.
Looking once again at the prospective wife who turned out to be really asleep. Zoan did not think how Osaa could close his eyes quickly. Zoan smiled, feeling that his palm turned out to have its own hypnotic power for Ossa. Zoan laughed as he crumpled and leaned back on the back of the chair as Oqtissa was doing.
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