Sad Boy With Tomboy Girl

sacred promise

When this ear hears my name you mention it in sacred speech. That's where my heart pounded and my tears started to drip.

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" Where are you going on these nights, brother?" Tanya Dhira, was in the back motorcycle seat. Leaning his chin on the shoulder of Revan who was riding his motorcycle at moderate speed, splitting the streets of the night city was not too crowded with motorists.

The night air that is not too cold will hug warmly from behind, feeling the heat outside the house for the first time with his halal lover.

During the courtship they never go out, walk together, enjoy holding hands in public or feel the pleasure of snacks outside. dating only at home and always closed to no one to know if he already has a girlfriend.

Now, when they have become legal as husband and wife. There is no more thing to hide from everyone, if he is now a halal lover of the person he loves and will not be ashamed to indulge his intimacy in public.

" Where do you want it tonight?" Revan asked, glancing at Dhira.

Frowning, confused about where to go when the husband asked for his opinion.

" What's the town square?" Dhira said, at first glance considering the crowded city square will be at night with various snacks and food lined up neat and tempting.

" Hmm, okay." He answered with enthusiasm, turning the direction to where his wife wanted to be.

The town square that is never quiet will be crowded people at night to enjoy the culinary snacks that are always tempting and a little draining pockets for the connoisseurs of snacks.

Walk together, wear the same color of clothes and join hands. The first time they walk in the crowd of many people who are looking for good culinary to eat alone, with lovers or a lot of enjoying it.

" What snack do you want?" Revan asked, looking at his wife who was looking at the small booth where the food vendors were.

" Whatever brother, what do you want?" Dhira.

" Want to burn corn." Ask.

" Hmm, yes." Dhira replied, and walked towards the small booth of grilled corn seller, not too crowded and queuing a lot.

" Two, sir?" Revan told the seller.

" Sweet spicy or sweet mas.?" Ask Seller.

" I want a sweet spicy." Whisperer Dhira

" One is spicy sweet, and the other is sweet" said Revan, until the seller nodded in understanding.

Pay attention to how to burn, smear the seasoning and turn the corn to ripen evenly. Revan who saw his wife was watching him from then on just smiled and could be sure if Dhira never ate any outside snacks at all.

Looking for a place to sit together, in the middle of the green field, there are many people who are sitting or gathering together to enjoy a light snack while laughing and enjoying the night increasingly concentrated.

Looking for a place a little loose, sitting together with those who are made of sandals as a holder so that the pants are not dirty.

" Have you been here, brother?" Ask Dhira.

" Two times I've been here." Revan said, unwrapping the grilled corn as well as two cold drinks.

" The first is the same who." Dhira said, taking the spicy-flavored grilled corn and trying to eat it while waiting for Revan's answer.

" Mrs Revan is introgating the story!" Temptation Revan smiled towards Dhira chewing the food.

" Study the kepo again." Dhira replied, laughing.

Scrambling his wife's hair, anxious about his behavior and activities for a few days became his wife. Turned seventy-five percent of him who became a tomboy and liked to go out at night, now a little bit of a phaminim. started dressing up, began to dress up, change his style and always at home when he comes home from work and serves him with his own hands.

It was not her who told Dhira to change, but it was Dhira herself who changed her life. When she was married and started a new life sheet with her husband.

" Alone baby! Find food night-night." His word.

" Get a girl!" Dhira asked, a little uncomfortable with the gazes of the mothers or the girls who looked in admiration at her husband's face.

The jealousy! definitely. Who is not jealous, if her husband is in awe of the women. The one in the face did not respond at all, nor smiled to look at all women.

" lots. Like from earlier, there are so many who spread a smile to me Beb?" Start the piety, and look at the behavior.

" Iidihh! Him." Seloroh Dhira, until Revan laughs.

Enjoying eating grilled corn together while sharing stories and seeing the view of the clear night sky and seeing small children running around. makes a couple feel anxious about the behavior of small children.

" I want to have four children?" Said Revan, who instantly gained a rounded look from Dhira's pretty eyes.

"Huh?"

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" I accept the marriage Citra larassati bint Sati a set of prayer tools and twenty grams of metal gold in paid cash." He said, once the attraction and smoothly he said the khabul ijab in the morning. At Citra residence with two witnesses and two parents who participated in witnessing the sacred bond of his son.

" How are the witnesses." Ask everyone in the room.

" legitimate, legitimate, legitimate." Answer them, nodding their heads and smiling widely. Happy for what they all saw.

The image that was beside Rizal also lowered his head, unable to hold back the tears that began to fall down his cheeks.

Somehow his tears fell, his heart thumped when Rizal said a sacred promise in front of their two parents and in front of the ruler and witnesses.

The same Rizal felt his heart thump and eyes that could somehow blush, holding back tears as much as possible to remain calm.

In the morning, where two families meet each other, now feel moved and happy for what he heard and saw in person. Their only son and daughter made a sacred promise, a sacred promise they will forever remember and wish this new lovebirds family to be sakinah, mawadah, and warohma.

Pairing the wedding ring on Citra's ring finger, with Citra's hands that felt cold sweat until she tried to wipe it, calm it, look into her smiling eyes hinting that everything would be fine.

Replying to Rizal's smile, pairing the ring on her new husband's ring finger. Feeling overwhelmed by what he had heard and seen from Rizal's gaze greatly calmed his heart and mind.

" Now you are your daughter, not your daughter-in-law anymore." Gently rubbing the back of the image with teary eyes. " Mom will always pray, may your relationship last until death separates, remain patient if there is a test in the household yes son." Said again.

" Mommy's son is already inviting people's children, don't make him feel sad. Make your wife happy, just like you make your mom happy. Never leave her in any circumstance, keep supporting her and make her feel safe in your arms." Mrs Rani's advice to Rizal, hugging him and crying in the arms of her only son who is now the head of the family.

It is not hard to let go, but indeed a mother who nurtures and raises him with love and affection has grown up and has had a new life. now the responsibility of his son is starting to weigh from supporting inner birth, must take care of his wife and also must make his wife happy.

" Papa's son has become the head of the family, never hurt your wife, and remember, whatever the problems in the family handle it with a cold head." Advice of Lord Rama, to the Son who has now become an adult.

" The daughter of the father belongs to someone else, and has gone away leaving the father alone. I pray, may your daughter be happy and forgive me all this time Citra.?" Father Citra rubbed her daughter's head gently and hugged her affectionately. Both crying helplessly he had to leave his own father, who had just felt a sense of happiness where his father had changed.

" Please take care of my daughter, like you take care of your mother. Never raise your hand, when you are angry at my daughter and please make her happy enough my daughter is suffering because of her father." Father Citra said to Rizal, patting his daughter's husband on the shoulder and looking at him with dim eyes.

It was hard to let go of his daughter to someone else, who had just been where he wanted to give the happiness and affection he had forgotten to his daughter due to being influenced by his betel's ex-wife.

Mutually capture a photo with a simple family and a photo of two in a kebaya dress and show two marriage licenses they hold.

And now a new chapter in the life of Citra and Rizal has begun.

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