Sincerity of Love JONATHAN

40. Joe and Syifa Reception

At a five-star hotel building in downtown Jakarta, today, Joe and Syifa held their wedding reception.

The party opened at 9am and was immediately raided by several invited guests.

Not just relatives, friends and co-workers on the part of men. But also the women were all invited and came.

The show was quite lively and luxurious. In addition to inviting guests, Papi Paul and Abi Hamdan agreed to hold the entertainment as well.

Day and night dangdut event invited one of the famous ustad in Jakarta to lecture, not to forget with some santri who will teach later.

The dangdutnya event will not vu*lgar, in the sense of clothing or swaying. Just singing and in terms of appearance was quite closed even though not wearing a hijab.

Initially, Papi Paul did not agree to invite speakers. Because his family and some of his colleagues were non-Muslims. However, he tried to understand. Abi Hamdan was an ustad himself. Of course, there will be many fellow professionals who come.

The whole event at the reception was all from Joe's fund. He wanted to come from Papi Paul's fund, because he himself wanted to throw a party. But Joe himself refused, because he was still able to. So no need to use interference from parents.

His parents had followed him and that was enough for him. The blessing of the parents is very important.

"Congratulations, Mr. Boss. Finally you don't play soap anymore" said a man who came with some friends in the back. He lined up to greet Joe and Syifa at the sewer. But Syifa herself shakes hands without touching hands, because it should be.

'Kok he called Aa by the name of Mr Boss?' inner Syifa was confused. It sounded strange indeed, let alone the man was unfamiliar in his eyes.

"What are you talking about, since when do I play soap?" refute Joe while shaking his head.

"I'm kidding, sir," he replied with a chuckle. "Here, I brought you a gift. May the Father and the wife of the Father continue to last until the end of life." The man gave a large box of gifts to his hand.

"Amin .. thank you." Joe took it with pleasure while smiling sweetly. And not only did the man give her a gift and congratulate her, but some of the people behind her were probably 20 in total. All of them are employees, employees and models in Joe's company.

"Together."

"Mother is very beautiful and very similar to Miss Sonya, you look harmonious" said a woman dressed in sexy who praised Syifa's appearance.

The couple wore a white sage hanbok, Syifa is so beautiful especially with a hijab over her head.

Her makeup is not too thick, but even so she looks very beautiful and becomes the queen of the day.

"Thank you for the compliment, Ma'am." Syifa smiled and bowed her body slightly.

"Together."

"Yes, I'm a lot like Miss Sonya." One of the other women opened her voice and looked at Syifa's face.

"But Miss Syifa is much younger, than Miss Sonya's late home, Sal," replied her friend who was at the side, shaking hands with Syifa.

"But Miss Sonya Pas died young too. Like the same age, Miss Syifa."

His friend nodded, then smiled at Syifa who had been silent since then and just watched them. "Congratulations, Mom. May Sakinah mawadah warahmah the same Mr. Boss."

"Amen. Thank you," said Syifa.

They also shake hands, take pictures until finally get off the mopaminan. However, Syifa herself was still able to hear the whispering conversations of some of the women and her other friends following along.

Incidentally, the position they were sitting was also quite close to the position of the pelaminan in the direction Syifa was standing.

"So the betel nut is halved, huh? They're like twins."

"There's a difference, isn't Miss Syifa wearing a hijab."

"Yes, let's just say that Miss Sonya has emigrated."

"But approximately ... the nature is also similar, huh? Sonya's mom will be very considerate of the Boss."

"Different people are different natures."

"Listen-heard Ms. Syifa is also her son justad, yes, continue .. she's an elementary school teacher as well."

"Yes. Said the Boss too until he gave it up."

"Go away? What's how?"

"Remember to convert. Yes, for the sake of marrying Ms. Syifa."

"That's great love, yes, our Boss is like his new wife."

"Ah but I guess the hell ..Boss' first love is still Miss Sonya. Maybe ... if Ms. Syifa does not look like Miss Sonya, neither will Mr. Boss want her. Aye, right?"

"Yes too, anyway. You also know what her status on social media is looking for a mate," he replied, and the four of them immediately chuckled.

Hearing one of their words, Syifa's chest throbbed. The hurt.

It's not that he doesn't like having a face similar to Sonya's, it's just that he never likes being compared. Everyone in this world must be the same, let alone she is a woman.

'I'm sick, yeah, I heard it. But what they say has a point. If I didn't look like his first wife Aa .he and Robert wouldn't like me. And what if one day my face changes? Will their hearts for me change? Aa Joe doesn't love me anymore, like he always loved Sonya's late mother?' syifa suddenly became sad.

"What's wrong with you, Yang? How do you keep pouting?" ask Joe who just sat on the wedding couch. Next to Syifa who sat first holding a bouquet of flowers.

"It's okay," Syifa replied as she shook her head.

"Not anything to frown? You're not cool, are you, same party?" joe asked curiously. He approached and stroked his wife's right cheek gently.

"Cook. Banget. It's very festive." Syifa smiled slightly, then looked around.

Syifa's parents and Joe's parents were at the entrance of the hotel building. To welcome the invited guests. The four of them wear sage-colored uniform with batik combined. Papi Paul and Abi Hamdan wear batik sarongs, while Mami Yeri and Umi Maryam wear batik skirts. Their wedding theme is sage. And many guests also wear matching colors.

"But you look like you're sad, I know that, Yang." Judging from Syifa's teary eyes, Joe seemed to understand if there was sadness in there. It's just that he doesn't know what it is because of. "Talk to me. What was? Did anything disturb your mind?"

"Does Aa love me?" Instead of answering, Syifa turned to ask.

"Lho, yes definitely yes, dong. I love you so much, Yang," Joe replied with a smile and looked at his wife's pretty face.

"Does Aa still love Aa's first wife?"

"Then is that the name?" Joe looked confused.

"Is it hard, yes, to answer?"

Joe shook his head quickly. "It's not hard, just a wonder."

"Have you answered, still in love or not? And has Aa seen me as Sonya's mother, not Syifa?" ask curiously.

...Not taken rendang yet, is it? 🤣 ayok on taking before the party is finished 🤭...