Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

153. To KUA, yuk!

"I don't accept because you care about my mother and my mother you ignore me. I also have you pay more attention, Yu."

I still listen with my chest pounding. Afraid that Arga is angry.

"You can pay attention to Mom and Mom, but there's a condition ...."

I looked at Arga who was still looking at me with a cold look.

"Every morning you should wake me up with a kiss on the lips, every morning you should also prepare me a bath and bathe me, every morning you also have to cook me and also feed me. And by night you must ...." Arga was silent, while I was ashamed to hear that.

"You .. should be my pillow roll." Arga chuckled, he poked my arm with his fingertips.

"Ih, you are this. Don't start it!" I was angry, I had listened well from now on, but he was fighting.

"I started what? I've had nothing to take care of, naturally dong I ask you to take care of," he said in a spoiled tone.

"You're not Gara, you're a big boy. Can do it yourself," I said while blushing in shame. Hearing him say that my mind went everywhere. You Arga, I'm a grown woman!

"What harm? I want to be your little baby!" his face was parched with a pitiful look.

Oh my, this Arga.

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The wedding will be held in one week. I resigned from the office a few days ago, right after the export of goods to Malaysia was completed. Everyone was sad about my exit from there, but some people were also happy because they didn't like me.

Arga told me to stay home before the wedding. Afraid I'll get tired when the time comes. Arga's wedding party is taken care of, because this party was held not long after yesterday's proposal event. I can't get tired of thinking about the party. I just told Arga not to throw an excessive party. It is simple, and about the cost of Arga that will bear everything.

At home is also busy with several activities, studies and orphans. Arga doesn't mind me doing that, anyway for the good as well. He also donated his money for this activity.

"Assalamualaikum," cried a voice from outside .

"Greetings," I answered. My door opened, Arga's driver was outside. He smiled at me gently and lowered his head when he saw me.

"Mbak Ayu is ready?" ask the driver.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Come."

"A little while, I was saying goodbye to Mom." The man nodded, I went inside for a while to see Mom in the room and said goodbye to leave.

We went, headed to the famous boutique, where the wedding dress was ordered three weeks ago. Today I was invited to try on the dress to match it if there may still be a size that does not fit or may be narrow.

Arga was already waiting there with his big smile. We haven't seen each other in a few days, I see she's getting better. The fine hair on his jaw was no longer there, his thin mustache had also been shaved, and again the hair that looked shorter than the last we met.

"Getishalight."

"Mbak Yeni, please bring Ayu's clothes, yes." Pinta Arga's. Mbak Yeni nodded and went elsewhere still unable to hold back the smile on her lips, before long she returned together with her assistant, carrying a mannequin statue with a bridal kebaya attached there.

I was glued, the kebaya was so beautiful in my vision. I asked to be made simple, but I didn't expect it to be so beautiful after being shaped like this. Unlike the sketch drawings made on paper at that time.

Mbak Yeni and his assistant helped me to try the kebaya. I was obviously embarrassed, asking Mbak Yeni and his assistant to come out while I took off and put on the kebaya.

For a moment I was glued to this big mirror in the locker room. Mbak Yeni is helping to raise the zipper at the back. This kebaya is almost parallel to my knee. Kebaya with white brocade material is very beautiful, fitting with this body.

"It's so pretty" said Mbak Yeni with a smile from the mirror image. I still looked at myself there in disbelief. It looks different even though I also used a kebaya to get married.

"Is there an uncomfortable part?" asked Mbak Yeni while watching me from top to bottom. I shook my head.

"No, Ma'am. I'm comfortable wearing this."

"Alhamdulillah."

In addition to the kebaya clothes I also tried the wedding dress that had been ordered. The wedding dress made by Mbak Yeni is no less beautiful. It was beyond my expectations all this time.

I didn't go out after that, just tried on the two clothes after that back home with Arga who drove me.

I didn't show myself in my kebaya and wedding dress to Arga, he asked me to try. About him seeing me in those clothes, he said to surprise me on the wedding day. Thankfully, I was also nervous earlier when I tried it, what else later when the wedding day arrived?

"It's a pity that I couldn't see you before." Arga turned his head to me, he smiled wryly.

"Today who would want that?" I asked with a small laugh. He seemed to regret what he said yesterday.

"Hehe. I'm scared, Yu."

"Fear why?" many confused.

"Fear that I can't take you straight to the head," Arga said with a small laugh as well. I couldn't help my race, embarrassed and groggy with her words just now.

Oh, geez. What is it with me that I'm so easy to baperan like this? I used to be nothing like this.

"That's tomorrow, yuk! A week is too long, Yu." Her request. I was speechless because I was confused what to say.

"Finally, you're too pretty. So I've been expecting you to wear that shirt and want to take you to KUA."

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