Son-in-law for Mom

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The busyness at the family home of Miss Santi is increasingly visible. Their first son's wedding will be held. A party was held in their home court. The spacious courtyard was enough to accommodate the guests and invitations present.

Safira since a week before has been doing body care to welcome the happy day. While Tyo, can't find him. The man lives in his private home. The house he bought since he was abroad. He takes his future very seriously. It makes him different from his brother.

"Alva where are you, ma'am? Her brother's party is getting closer, why does she say so often?" mr. Yuda asked as they were in the room. The wife who was combing her hair shook her head. He was also surprised by the attitude of his youngest child lately. According to Ms Santi Alva often confine himself in the room.

"Either, we should be happy or sad. If she used to be a little bit too much, now she's more focused on work, like."

Mr. Yuda confirmed, at least that is also what he got from the progress of the work report handled by his son.

"Good then. At least she's changed for the better" replied her husband.

***

A man was sitting leaning against the ceiling of his study. From his eyes, it was clear that he was not okay. There was disappointment and regret there. Many times he took a deep breath. The phone ringing from earlier didn't care. The wall clock shows at eleven p.m., he is still awake in his office room.

Fighting against taste made Alva choose silence. If previously he was full of confidence, now he fell down with a fertile feeling that was mushrooming against Sapphira. Tomorrow the girl gets married, opens a new page with her sister. The simple girl he had rejected outright just now made himself dead lice.

I don't know how many packs of cigarettes he's been spending. He can't possibly show that grief tomorrow. At least he was asked directly by Tyo to be a witness to the marriage. Sipping the mineral water in front of him, Alva inched home packing.

Gliding at a moderate speed, he finally arrived home. The atmosphere was festive, even though the party started tomorrow. The flowers have been partially arranged in such a way. Until late at night there are still many workers who prepare a party tomorrow.

Alva greeted them for a while then went up to the room. His steps were restrained when he saw Safira coming out of the room. His eyes caught the sight. Quickly Alva undo the intention to go to the room, he chose to go down. The man tried to suppress the turbulent taste. He himself was thinking of taking his father's offer to work out of town.

For him dodging was the most he could do right now. Tomorrow after his brother's happy day, he felt he had to get out of the way.

***

Kebaya contemporary colored off white wraps beautiful slim body Sapphira. The modern horned jasmine makes herself like a princess. Natural makeup makes anyone fascinated.

Ms. Santi looked happy, with a sparkling face holding her daughter-in-law to the table where Tyo had just uttered the chorus. The charismatic man smiled in greeting his wife. While it looks Alva tried to turn his face trying to avoid. Tyo's smile was sweetly replied by Safira. After signing the marriage book, the two are in a daulat for a picture.

Like any other bride, Safira kissed the back of Tyo's hand for the first time. With a happy smile, Tyo kissed his wife's forehead. Alva slowly moved away from that place. I don't want his facial expression to be read.

"Al, where are you going?" reprimand Pak Yuda.

"Eum .. will go to ...."

"At the end of the reception party, we'll take a picture of the family."

"I_yes, Dad. Al wants to go to the bathroom for a second," he said.

Mister Yuda nodded, as soon as the man passed.

Tyo took the wife walking towards the pelaminan. White shades with roses and lily decoration make the atmosphere like in a fairyland. Fresh fragrant aroma invokes. A happy smile cannot be separated from the lips of both.

Safira has found the guard of the heart. A gentle and fully loving man. Even before that, he had to go through nestapa. The girl was determined to forget all the past. His heart chose Tyo as his husband. If previously he felt doubt because Alva was present, but in the last days he could release the feeling of gamelan and confirm the choice of the man next to him now.

The party was festive, one by one of the invited guests shook their hands and did not forget to send prayers. Occasionally the two are seen exchanging netra and then throw each other a smile.

Arrive when photos are together. Both her in-laws and her sister-in-law Alva stepped into the fold. Inadvertently Safira's eyes met with the owner of sharp eyes who was trying to sing the smile.

"Congratulations, Brother! Congratulations Sapphira, may you always be happy!" he said he served Tyo. The brother patted her on the shoulder and then they hugged.

The photographer directed them. Bu Santi stood near Tyo, Pak Yuda next to Safira while Alva stood in the middle between Tyo and Safira. Again the slightly shaggy-haired man tried to manage his heart with a smile.

In his head danced various regrets. Various flash events reappear. Still clinging to memory when his mother tried to maintain the engagement he and Sapphira. However, he insisted on changing his mother's decision, until he finally gave up.

"Dream it!" goda Tyo chuckled. The man smilingly rubbed his nape then stepped following both his parents leaving behind a guarantee.

Tyo looked at Safira, they exchanged smiles. Gently he grabbed his wife's fingers and held them tightly.

***

The party was over, the guests had already returned to their homes. Safira, Tyo and her parents have just finished dinner.

"So you're leaving for your honeymoon tomorrow?" Mr. Yuda opened his voice. Tyo nodded in response. His eyes glanced at Safira.

"Mom hope you can enjoy your honeymoon."

"So where are you going?" connect mother.

"Lombok," Tyo replied straightforwardly.

Mr. Yuda smiled saying that their goal was right.

"A lot of beautiful places there," he said.

"Already, now you go to the room. Tomorrow leaves in the morning, right?"

Tyo looked at the wife, his lips smacking a smile.

"Safira, you go to the room first. I'll be followed later," he said. The girl smiled. He walked up the stairs to the room with a pounding heart. She knew the first night was the time when she had to take off the most personal thing for her husband. Various thoughts arise in the mind, until he unwittingly collides with Alva. The man was not focused either. They stared at each other even at a glance.

"Sorry!" The same word slid from the lips of both. Without staring, quickly the man continued his steps with a flat smile. Sapphira looked down and stepped into the room.

He closed the door slowly, a sprinkling of red roses slapping on the bed. Fragrance filled the room. The dim lights give a romantic impression.

Safira sat in front of the dressing table, cleaning her face. There was also happiness to sneak in his heart. Happy he has found a companion figure, sad because happiness was not felt by his late parents. Suddenly the feeling of longing for his mother and father was present. Togetherness and warmth in simplicity re-emerged in his head.

He flinched when his shoulder was touched gently by someone. The girl regained her senses as she stared straight at the reflection of the mirror. A man with a sincere and soothing smile was observing his face.

"Why daydream?"

Safira.

"Here, why are there tears?" The man rubbed the clear feather that fell on his cheek.

"I .. I remember my mother and father, Mas," he said in a trembling voice.

Tyo grabbed Safira's shoulder, clutching at the chest of his field.

"Mas sure he's both happy. I promise I'll always make you happy, Safira." He peaked the top of his wife's head. While the girl is getting closer her body enjoying the comfort in the arms of the husband.

"Here, don't cry anymore. Smile ...." He cupped the pretty face with both hands. With a embarrassed face, Safira looked at Tyo. Slowly it brings the lips closer to the wife and******softly.

"Rest. Tomorrow we leave in the morning" he ordered a smile. The girl nodded. Tyo realized he should be more able to hold back. Safira is a girl who should be treated gently. He did not want to rush to enjoy what he should have enjoyed tonight.

"here, closer. Don't be afraid, I'm your husband, and I'll always take care of you, trust me." Tyo gestured for his wife to come closer and lie on his arm. Despite his doubts, Safira tried to remove the stiffness in him. Slowly he laid his body on Tyo's arm. The man softly clenched and said, "good night, dear."

***