
"Qella rejected Mom!" reject Aqella firmly, actually what's with her parents, why can so easily decide her marriage with Arka just like that, and that without negotiating first with her.
Plopping her body on the bed, Aqella buried her face in the pillow "hiks...." Aqella's cries sounded heartbreaking.
Approaching her daughter, Rosa tries to give understanding to Aqella "honey, this is for the good of you and Clay, papi is worried about your safety," stroking Aqella's long and black mane.
Changing her position, Aqella now sits in front of Rosa, holding Rosa's hand, Aqella expresses all her heart "Mom, I love Cleo, I love Cleo, and I'm sure that Cleo is able to take care of me and Clay very well." said Aqella.
As a mother, of course she understood very well how Aqella felt, hugging her daughter, Rosa calmed Aqella.
Unable to bear with all this, Aqella spilled all the turmoil she felt, crying in Rosa's arms, she buried her face on Mommy's shoulder "Mom, hiks... hiks, persuade Papi to have him cancel his plans," beg Aqella, his voice shaking from his sobbing.
"I'm sorry baby, Mommy can't do anything." said Rosa.
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Reluctant to move on, Cleo enjoys her time with Clay, playing, telling stories, eating together and bathing together, wanting to make up for all the precious moments.
Rubbing Clay's head crest with shampoo, Cleo turns her son's hair into a punk-style "Daddy this is ridiculous" Clay protests.
"Hahaha you're good-looking this way." Cleo joked.
Pushing Cleo's body back, Clay ran down the shower, watering her body there, turning around, and it was like playing in the rain, and even Clay's laugh was so carefree "Daddy, he said, you know.. I never play rain, Mami always forbid me," she said.
"If it rains, we'll play together." Cleo replied.
Finished with the show shower together, in Clay's stand on the sofa, luckily he had already ordered a shirt for his son, so Clay could change clothes, wear a white T-shirt and short knee-length chinos, his son is so handsome.
"Am I good-looking Daddy?"
"Of course, you're like Daddy."
Carrying Clay, Cleo came out of her room, as planned, she would pick up Aqella at Andi's house, this was truly a favor from God for her.
Riding his car, Cleo breaks down the road, but he stops by to buy Aqella's favorite rose, and she chooses a white rose as her last option.
Everyone seems busy preparing for a lightning wedding, Aqella he helped with some people make up for her.
"You're very pretty Miss." praised the makeup artist, while Aqella smiled in response to her, she was reluctant to speak, as if her voice was choked in her throat.
Arka, he was no less charming, a suit matching what Aqella was wearing, hair neatly combed back, adding a masculine impression to him.
Waiting all this time, he would finally have Aqella, even for the first time in his life, Arka felt very nervous, the sweat that was dripping on his forehead was already as big as a corn seed, Arka was feeling very nervous, walking back and forth in the room, he memorized every word he would say later.
Jimmy just smiled at his sister who was so riled up, and it was natural because this was the most important moment in Arka's life later.
All is ready, Arka out of the room, heading to the middle room where she will tie the sacred promise called marriage.
"Quiet down. take a breath." whispered Jimmy.
Arka took a deep breath, she followed Jimmy's advice, and exhaled him slowly, and this was quite helpful.
Raising his hand, Arka welcomed the hand of the ruler, and began to say the wedding promise "I married Arkan Smith bin Harry Smith to Aqella Agatha bin Andi Anggara with a dowry of one hundred dollars in cash,"
"I accepted her marriage and marriage Aqella Aga-"
"Sirrrr!" cut Icha.
While in front of Andi's house, Clay and Cleo stare in wonder at all the decor that adorns the entire house, not to mention the panicked ravenous people, but there are also those who still casually enjoy the dishes that there is "Clay, this is true grandfather's house right?" circulating his gaze around the place, Cleo just did not want to get the wrong address.
"Yes Dad, but why so many."
Icha who just contacted someone, was so relieved when she saw the little boy she foster in front of her "Young Master," cried Icha.
Clay turned towards Icha who was standing not far from him, stepped his little legs, he approached Icha "What's the matter this Suster?"
"Sir, your mother is yes...." Icha was unable to continue her speech, weighing her taste to say.
"Mommy why Sus?"
"Madam is young, he cut his own wrist" said Icha lirih.