SECOND LOVE

CHAPTER 133

The two families meeting went well. They agreed to carry out the sacred ceremony, in accordance with the provisions of the good day that both families believed. And that's about two months away.

All preparations began. Although Bas and Nilam had to return to work, they should be grateful for having a large family that supports each other. So they do not have to jump directly to complete one-by-one stages that must be prepared.

Learning from previous experience, because the lack of communication makes them often misunderstand one another, this time both Nilam and Bas both lower the ego. No longer waiting for each other to ask the news, and no longer covering the anxiety of what each felt. They both put the relationship above everything else, so there is nothing more important than maintaining its wholeness. Although the name of the ordeal will surely come tempting.

"Lam, so run for the uniform?" ask Amanda one morning.

"So, but I'm still confused as to what color, Nda,"

"Why confused? Just choose what color you like, adjust the same concept of marriage, easy right?"

"Come," said Nilam with a lethargic face.

Actually he and Bas had agreed to choose a uniform color for the nuclear family and ayu fence. But as usual, Utari with her stubborn nature rejected the choice of color that Nilam wanted. Not only that, Utari also always opposed every idea that Nilam proposed, even for as much as the mother of one child wanted to be involved in voting.

Nilam was made a dilemma by his one-time sister-in-law. When obeyed, not according to his heart. But if not obeyed, she was afraid to create a tangent in the youngest child in the family of her future husband.

Three weeks before the event, Bus returned home a few days to do pre-wedding photos, as well as complete some other important matters.

"Darling, we order the ring now, yes, so be it. So tomorrow you don't have to be dizzy anymore think this is not yet widespread."

"Yes, mas" Nilam said.

After finishing the photo business that took almost all day, Bas took Nilam to the jewelry store to order their wedding ring.

"You all stop by Arta Fashion ya mas, take orders of the fabric of his danger. Ask for help and bring it home. Let each have enough time to find a tailor," Pinta Nilam after they arrived at the hall of a shopping complex, where there are many jewelry shops lined up, refreshing the eyes.

"Lho, honey? How different is the color of danger? He said he wanted to go for rose gold?" tanya Bas, who remembers her boyfriend's words.

"Blue is good, too, my mom. The color of the shirt is also blue, you see," Nilam said.

"Blue skirt? A maroon color shirt? What's not strange tomorrow, all uniforms are blue, it's like a political party rakernas aja," said Bas again, feeling surprised because Nilam changed the concept, without talking to him first. Didn't they agree to open up to each other? Talk about the smallest thing, so that there is no misunderstanding between the two.

Nilam was upset that Bas blamed him. Don't you know that guy, if he doesn't like this either? However he had to hold back his feelings in order to avoid any problems with the stubborn Utari.

Not that he was afraid of Utari, only that he was reluctant to argue further with his future brother-in-law. Nilam hoped that with this, Utari could take it well, not being gluttonous with him anymore.

Seeing Nilam's attitude that did not respond to anything, Bas finally kept quiet. Let alone what would his future wife.

"Is there anything to look for again?" The bus softened his voice, when he realized that Nilam's facial features had turned cold.

"No, this is all. The shirt is just as cloth ready next Sunday" Nilam said without looking at the bus.

"Yes, here's the one who brought it." The bus took the initiative to take a large shopping bag containing the kebaya cloth.

"Would you eat out, or order take it to the hostel, baby?" ask the bus again, when the motor has run split the road.

"Close," said Nilam. The mood of the girl was really bad right now. But as much as possible he held back so that there was no quarrel between the two. He tried to divert his mind, so as not to continue to remember what was not in accordance with his wishes.

Bus who heard Nilam's short answer could only sigh resignedly. From the look of his lover's eyes alone, he already knew that the girl was holding back an upset. I don't know what made Nilam angry. The bus was confused himself.