Second-Chance Genius Child
AGKK Chapter 48 - A Decent Marriage
By 9pm, all the guests finally returned home. There was also an RT sir who came here so we immediately asked for permission about Mas Haris who would stay.
Whether because of the power of money or indeed Mr. RT believes in us but Mas Haris gets permission very easily, even Mr. RT said to Mas Haris not feel hesitant when living in this housing.
"Bulek Anin, I'll go home first huh," said Reyhan with a face that looked lethargic.
"Yes Reyhan, tomorrow go back to school and play here again, yes" I replied.
I saw Reyhan nod and glanced at Alena who was carried by Mas Haris. I don't know what happened in the living room, I don't know because I was busy with other guests.
At 9 o'clock the door of our house was closed.
"Oh Allah Mbah Putri is tired, Mbah sleep first baby," said the mother to Alena.
"Alena want to sleep with Mbah no?" ask mom again.
"You want to" replied Alena, as if she missed sleeping with her grandmother.
Seeing Alena's enthusiastic reaction, she smiled. Though a moment ago he complained tired, but now his face so back sumringah. Alena is not only my tired medicine, but also a cure for everyone.
Mas Haris then let Alena down and let her son sleep together with the mother. In this middle room tells me and Mas Haris both.
"Do you want to sleep?" asked Mas Haris, he who first spoke to expel all the silence that enveloped us both.
"Why indeed? is there anything else you want to talk about?" tanyaku. Especially if you remember tomorrow is a busy day for both of us. Although only married siri but we also invited some residents to attend and watch the wedding.
The event was held when Magrib, after Ijab kabul event was immediately completed. All guests will be given a gift.
Farah's mother prepared all the parcels, about 20 people we invited.
"I don't know your late father's name yet" Mas Haris said later.
"Oh my God, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell Mas Haris" I replied. "Let's sit down first" I asked later. We sat together in the middle room. I'm looking for a book and a pen to write my father's name. The name that will be spoken by mas Haris in the sentence ijab kabul later.
Agung Riyadi's.
"Mas, can we tell Namira not about this marriage?" I asked then, since then this always haunts me my mind. But now I can not rashly take steps, whatever I do must discuss first with mas Haris. Especially with Namira.
"No, let me tell him later. It's okay, right?" answer me Haris.
"It's okay Mas, the important thing is Namira knows this news from us. Not knowing from others," I explained.
Mas Haris just nodded small, "Now rest," Mas Haris said later.
"Yes," I answered obediently. When I started to move away I saw that Haris had not moved to get up from his seat, he took his cell phone either want to contact who.
I moved further and further away so I could no longer hear and see what he was doing.
Perhaps, Mas Haris would like to contact Namira tonight as well.
O Allah, send forth all our ways. My way and Haris's, and Namira's way with her new life. My inner.
The integrity of our family is in sight, but still it feels like something is stuck.
This long day is finally over. Because I'm tired of being so good. When morning came, I saw it was so bright.
Early in the morning, Jodi arrived at the house.
"I came with them," Jodi told me, pointing at the two women with a lot of luggage in their hands.
"Who are they Jo? What do they bring," I asked in wonder. If there is no Mas Haris we do install fashion so friends. If there is a Haris we return to formal.
"Those who will help you make up later tonight, there are also some clothes that you can choose for kabul ijab later. Mr. Haris called me last night and ordered me to get this all set up." Obviously Jodi, "Although this is only a religious marriage, but he wants you to get a proper marriage." Jodi later said.
And immediately my throat was choked, suddenly wanting to cry. Why does Haris care so much about me.
Is it true that all for Alena? Or he has loved me.
God, I don't know what to say.
