Second-Chance Genius Child
AGKK Chapter 50 - Our Room
"Sir Anin, let's go. Already want ijab kabul," said Dara who came to the room approaching me.
His call made my heart beat, so nervous. While mom was smiling happily. "Come on," welcome mom anyway. So I immediately stood up, accompanied by my mother and Dara I came out of this room.
Said my fairies earlier The clothes I am wearing now are the simplest of clothes. Long white kebaya with fabric subordinates. But really, to me this kebaya is very luxurious and beautiful. Not to mention my hair in a neat bun. Sometimes I feel like this isn't me, but someone else.
And with this kind of appearance, it felt so shameful to show yourself in front of everyone.
Especially with Haris.
When the door opened and I came out, everyone's gaze suddenly fell on me. A moment boisterous and then so silent, I can not know who the guests who came, because all I saw was mas Haris who held Alena in the chair kabul ijab.
Mas Haris who also kept staring at me did not blink.
Oh my God, I'm so nervous.
It felt like my legs were shaking to step up, but fortunately I was able to arrive at the kabul table safely.
We did this wedding in the living room.
"Alena baby, let's go with grandma first. Papa and Mama will get married soon" said Farah's mother, she spoke next to Haris there. Farah's mother had also caught a glimpse of me, but was still staring with cold eyes, just like Mas Haris when he was angry.
"Well, Grandma," Alena replied obediently. The beautiful girl who had been wearing matching clothes with all the families came down from the lap of Mas Haris, then joined Farah's mother and sat in another chair.
Mr. Penghulu who sat in front of me and Mas Haris began to take control of this event, he gave advice about what marriage is, as a form of worship and many of its priorities.
Until arriving at the time of Mas Haris to say the sacred promise of kabul ijab.
"I accept the marriage and marriage of Anindya Putri bint the late Agung Riyadi with the dowry paid in cash!!"
"Huh?"
"AH!!"
I couldn't help myself, and finally these tears fell as well, but I tried my hardest not to make a sound, but my throat was so choked.
This is not a cry of sadness, but a cry of happiness and haru all at once. Didn't expect me to be at this point with Mas Haris.
About 1 hour later this series of weddings was over, at 8 o'clock the guests began to go home. Farah's mother, Emran's father, Dara and mother herself delivered all the parcels, while Haris and I received congratulations on our marriage.
There was less, because Namira wasn't here. Really, in my heart I will always pray for Namira's happiness.
"Alhamdulillah, it's over" said Farah's mother, all of us sitting together in the living room.
"Ma, we're just staying here tonight, okay? I can sleep in Alena's room" said Dara. "Well, isn't it Alena?" ask Dara about the little girl.
"Yes!" sahut Alena with a tunggi voice.
"Well, Mama is tired, if you want to stay over it's okay, but mom and dad are going home" replied Farah's mother.
"Alright, then I'll stay the night" Dara broke up with a wide smiling lip. Dara has just graduated from college, from the story I heard from Mas Haris she does not want to work yet, still wants to enjoy the holidays. Meeting Alena both fit perfectly, instead looking like both little children.
"Haris, Anin, you also rest, Alena has a nanny Dara," Farah's mother said later.
"Yes ma'am, sorry, yes Ma," I replied.
I heard Mom and Dara chuckling, while Mr. Emran smiled at me who was nervous. I don't want to see Mas Haris' face, I don't know what kind of face he's showing right now.
"Where you go into the room, mom and Dad may come home in about 15 minutes," said mama Farah anyway, yes actually since yesterday I have been asked to call mama, but my tongue is confused.
"Yes Ma." It's not me who answers this, it's Mas Haris.
When Mas Haris got up from his seat, I followed. Inevitably we finally headed for my room, the room that would become our room.
Oh my God, how is this? What am I supposed to do? i'm nervous.
