
"Thank you for coming" said the Son and I, the Princess with a smile.
After Ijab kabul, the event continued with the reception. Me and the Son stood up while greeting the invitations and guests who kept coming together.
"Congratulations, Princess. You finally got married. Hope you guys can be a happy family," Fina came and greeted us both.
"Yes, thank you for coming Fina" said the Son. Fina then extended her hand to me, but I did not immediately welcome her. My mind was overshadowed by the incident between this woman and the previous Son.
"Yes Fina, thank you" I said slowly.
"Daughter, I'm sorry for my old treatment. I will no longer take the Son from you. You guys are so compatible. Please forgive me, will you?" fina's gaze was filled with a sense of disappointment. I admit that she is indeed beautiful, so it is no wonder that the Son had turned away from me. But if it wasn't for him, maybe I couldn't be honest with my own feelings for the Son.
"Fin, yes I'm sorry. May you also soon be reunited with your soul mate yes," I said. Making the look of Fina's face turn bright. The son was also very happy to see me and Fina made up.
"I went there first huh," exclaimed Fina as she pointed towards the buffet table and passed away leaving us.
"I think you're still mad at me because I was dating him" teased the Son. Makes me ticklish.
"Let it pass. But beware, if you dare to tease another woman again. Just look at it later!" my voice was fierce while slightly pulling the Son's ears.
"Ready boss!" connect the Son while respectfully styled.
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PRANGS! the sound of the plate breaking shocked everyone who was enjoying the party dish.
"I'm sorry brother," exclaimed Nanda.
"No need to clean the non, let me later clean the broken plate." Nanda's mother stopped a girl who was cleaning the broken plate.
"It's okay. It's my fault for not being careful to drop my own plate" the beautiful girl said, inserting broken plates into a plastic bag. Soon he walked to throw the bag into the trash, until a man came to stop his steps.
"I told you to be careful."
"I know very carefully. Just, my hand was a little slippery so the plate fell," exclaimed the girl.
"Give me your hand. Look, so it's a blister. So be careful next time." The man applied the ointment and wiped the girl's palm with a handkerchief.
"Yes-yes, really, really, really," cried the girl.
"Biarin, it's only natural that you bring your own girlfriend."
"Eh haphazardly, when do we date."
"Since then" exclaimed the man while giggling.
"Basic," exclaimed the girl with a timid smile.
The son and I who saw the behavior of the two people looked at each other and then laughed. I can't believe we found anything interesting on our happy day. The man and the girl were two people we knew. The warm and slightly nosy man was Reyhan Adinata. While the girl he helped was our best friend, Auryna, or what I used to call Rena.
"Son and Princess survived. May you form a family that is sakinah marwadah warahmah." Rena looks very excited followed by Reyhan behind her.
"Yes Ren, thank you" cried the Princess.
"You guys can suddenly be near gini anyway? Well did not expect me, apparently that's how quickly you moved on from the Princess?" The son interrogates Reyhan and makes Reyhan laugh.
"Cie a moment later" teased the Son again.
"As for later, yes if indeed later we are paired." Reyhan came forward and is now in front of me.
Well, even though I rejected Reyhan but why suddenly my heart trembled. My head seemed to twist my sweet moment with her. Conscious Princess, you are already married to the Son. Why are you thinking about Reyhan now.
"Rey... L'm... I'm.."
"You are so beautiful today Princess. Congratulations on your marriage. I hope you're always happy." Reyhan cheered on me, long time. As for myself, drowning in his eyes.
"Yeah! enough is enough," the Son let go of our hands, which had been linked.
"Haha. yeah. Don't be afraid, I won't take the Princess away from you. You're legal." Reyhan laughed, melting this awkward atmosphere.
"Eh, let's take a picture first. We don't take pictures with the newlyweds." Rena pulled out her phone and told the photongrafer to take a picture of us.
"Every yes, 1 2 3" cried the photographer brother
"Cheers," cried the four of us while styling each. I don't know how many times we have posed and taken pictures. Afterwards Rena and Reyhan left us and walked alone.
"It seems like there will be a new love romance" I told the Son.
"Yes, if they're together and finally get married. We should come too."
"Yes should dong. The time is not." said Putra excited.
The next event was the tumpeng cutting. I cut off the tip of the tumpeng and took some side dishes.
"Suapin her husband dong Putri," reprimanded mama.
I was timid as I scooped the yellow rice into the Son's mouth. While Putra, even enjoy it with a smile that makes me sick.
"Sweak away, baby." The son scoops the rice and puts it in my mouth. While the other guests were busy taking photos of our affection.
Finally the peak event began. Mama handed me a bouquet of pink roses mixed with red. I faced back and threw it at the guests. A loud voice was heard trying to catch the flower. Finally the beautiful flower fell supported by two different hands. The first hand is small and smooth, while the other hand is large and darker in color.
"No, I'm right to say. You are soon to be followed." The son looks very happy to know that the ones who caught the bouquet are Rena and Reyhan.
"Congratulations Rena. Hopefully lasting to the pelaminan," I cried while clapping.
"Daughter, that's it. Do not tempt us continue," said Rena while pouting.
"This is for you." Reyhan handed the bouquet to Rena, who was met with her red cheek hue.
It is said that, the person who takes the bouquet that the bride has thrown, will marry after them. Reyhan and Rena look embarrassed and awkward with each other. I hope they can be a happy couple, as I feel with the Son today.
"The end of our childhood promise is realized yes" said the Son as he looked at my face.
"Yes" I said with a smile.
Honestly, after all I've been through, I'm grateful. Could be with you. Forgive me for doubting the magnitude of your affection for me. I hope that we can both build the best possible household, and educate our children later, with love and love.