She's Maduku

Abiyu Kisya part 63

"Don't be weird. Yes not it. How I like Kiran."

Kisya smiled with relief at her. And Abiyu started rubbing Kisya's back cleanly using washlap, the ritual of bathing together they could go through without any thumping, what else to argue. Bathing together this morning is very romantic, in the alternation of Abiyu bunches that managed to make Kisya's heart flowered again and happy.

Next day. At exactly 07:00, Adlan, who had been standing for more than half an hour in front of the contract, finally knocked on the door when he found out that Kiran was awake.

"Assalamualikum" said Adlan at the door.

"Waalaikumsalam," Kiran who knew that it was Adlan's voice, hurriedly put on a shirt, then opened the door with a smile as often as she could.

"For the princess!" adlan said very sweetly, making Kiran's smile even more revealing.

"Morning is also Om."

Adlan frowned, "Ko calls him still Om anyway? semalem has agreed what to try?"

Hi. hi. hi.. "Sorry to forget about it."

"Noah. Isn't that right, Om again?"

Kiran immediately closed her mouth tightly, "Sorry to forget. Mas Adlan."

Very beautiful to hear, Adlan rubbed the top of Kiran's hair.

"Have breakfast?"

Kiran shook her head, "not yet."

"From breakfast yuk?"

"I'll change my clothes first, okay?"

"No need. Just get breakfast. What matters is that you shower, right?"

"It's noon, too."

"Yes already. Come on!" Adlan reached out his hand, Kiran grabbed the hand, walking hand in hand towards the car parked in the courtyard.

Ibu Tati rice is famous for its excellent taste. They had breakfast there, having fought a dozen people back.

"Wow...for breakfast here, willing to queue all that time?" cheque. cheque.. Kiran shook her head staring in disbelief. While Adlan continues to eat rice uduk very greedy.

"If people are hungry, they can die" Kiran said, scooping rice into her mouth.

"Yes, if you're hungry don't eat here" said Adlan.

"Why?"

"You're afraid to die."

"Iisshh. mas Adlan," always, made Adlan laugh while grabbing Kiran's hand that was ready to hit her.

"Yes sorry. I finished breakfast, later in the day we fit the wedding dress."

"Two?"

"hhmm.." nodded without saying, because his mouth was full of rice.

Time keeps going. Wedding preparations are 99% ready and will be held tomorrow morning at one of the famous hotels in Jakarta.

Still berias. Kiran was still in the hotel room for berias. He himself asked the makeup artist, not to be too thick, worried that his makeup so like a mask of most brides in his village.

"Silent. We're not gonna make a lady's face like a mask. The non-pretty part is beautiful, just polish a little so as not to shoot," said the makeup artist is very good at applying his makeup.

Kiran gave her full confidence. He continues to surrender just what he wants, the important result is satisfactory. And wow, he was completely satisfied. When he was asked to turn in front of the mirror, Shafiah went into the room, to pick up Kiran, because the kabul ijab event will be carried out soon.

"Have Ran?"

"It's bun."

"Come on.. Adlan was waiting, he was impatient he wanted to rush ijab kabul," said Shafiah, making Kiran smile blush.

Adlan is currently ready in front of penghulu full of readiness. Kiran was sitting on a lap with her mother, and Melisa was on her left side holding Kiran's arm.

"Who's Adlan?" ask pak pengulu while extending a hand. Adlan grabbed the hand of the pengulu sir.

"Ready. I'm ready."

Penghulu : I married the brother of Adlan Malique bin Herlambang Malique, with Kirania Rossalie bint Asep Hasan (alm) with a dowry of a three-gram diamond chicin, and a set of prayer tools in cash.

Adlan: I accept the marriage of Kirania Rosslie bint Asep Hasan, with the dowry paid in cash.

Penghulu : How witness. Legitimate?

Legitimate.

Legitimate.

Legitimate.

Speak to all witnesses at the same time.

Headsman : Alhamdulillah.

After saying kabul, everyone present there raised their hands to pray the prayer led by the father of the ruler, and was amenable by everyone, especially the newlyweds.

After finishing with the kabul ijab, Adlan walked up to Kiran on the lap with her companion Herlambang, also Zahfran next to her.

"Your wife is now," said Mr. Herlambang to his son who kept smiling looking at the beautiful face of Kiran who kept his head down smiling blush in embarrassment.

Adlan reached out her hand, Kiran grabbed it and kissed the back of Adlan's hand, which is now her legal husband. In the eyes of religion, also in the eyes of the law.

After kissing the back of Adlan's hand, Adlan replies by kissing Kiran's forehead long enough because there is a shooting session also to get maximum results.

After several circuits were completed, including the sungkeman, Kiran and Adlan sat on the lap to shake hands with the invited guests, while the atmosphere far away there, there was little panic.

"Where Rani (Asiyah maharani. Asking everyone to call him Rani )" Fatih asked Azky, who was holding his youngest son, Muhammad Daffa.

"That's right. We miss again. He must have run away again," Asiyah never felt at home for a long time at a party, especially there most parents make Asiyah a little bored to be there.

Fatih stood up, looking for the whereabouts of her daughter. He came back to Azky after going around looking, but the results were nil.

Zahfran, who saw Fatih's panic, asked the Shafiah's permission to approach Fatih and asked, "Why?" asked Zahfran standing beside Fatih.

"Regular. Asiyah ran away again from the party," Fatih said to Zahfran.

"Where aren't you going?" Zahfran asked Aisyah who was enjoying a snack in her hand. Aisyah shook her head.

"No, I'm the same umi from earlier, right mii?"

Azky nodded, "Yes mas. Isya was the same as me, but Rani was next to you loh mas," spoke to Fatih.

"Yes, I was busy with friends, until Rani didn't exist."

Zahfran patted Fatih on the shoulder, "it's okay, I'll look out."

"I know Rani is where you are" the boy told his employer Fatih.

"An appointment?" (Panji Argani is the son of Fatih's private driver, who is still in high school staying with them and working as a gardener, also often accompanies Rani away, and, and often find Rani's presence when running away, as it is today.

"Om asking for help, Ji, meet Rani."

"Every Om, Panji must have brought Rani home."

Don't forget to always keep a trail.

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