Teacher is my Imam!

Wedding Invitations

2 Weeks before the wedding day, they spread their wedding invitations to friends and relatives. Not to forget Nia shared her invitation to her two best friends, teachers and also the staff at the school.

At the moment Nia is at Dhea's house, Dhea and Zhilla are very happy to hear her best friend is getting married, but they also feel sad, because Nia will definitely not be as free as before. Because Nia will soon have a household life, which must always obey the words of her husband and difficult to travel with.

"Ciyee.welcome to Nia! soon you'll be the wife of a super rich man!" goda Zhilla pokes Nia.

"What the hell are you Zhill!" reply Nia with her cheeks that start to blush.

"Don't forget our spit-of-nephew!" dressing Dhea teases Nia.

"This is one more! marry also the bells, talk about them!" nia's cry rounded her eyes at Dhea's request.

"Hahahhaa.." Dhea and Zhilla's laughter broke out seeing Nia's expression.

"Puass on yee..continue to continue!" Nia Syndicates.

"Hahaha.candid manten lash!" ejek Dhea's.

"Whatever!" Nia rounded her eyes and laid her body on Dhea's soft mattress.

"Hahaa..iya.iyaa.yaa! let me cook for us!" take Dhea to lunch.

"Yes, I'm a laper too!" timpal Zhilla who had been petting his stomach was already feeling hungry.

"Hm." murmured Nia up from Nia's bed.

In the dining room, mama Dhea had already finished preparing food for them.

"So, this auntie must cook for us!" nia said politely.

"It's okay Nia! you will also rarely come, besides your aunt seneng come. Dhea so there's a meeting at home!" said mama Dhea smiling towards the 3 virgins alternately.

"Hehe.iya aunty!" nia said returning her smile.

"we ate first, we'll talk later!" bring mom Dhea.

They enjoyed the meal that was prepared by Mama Dhea, no sound could be heard from their mouths, only the sound of the clanking of cutlery and plates clashing with each other.

After she finished eating, Nia helped clean the dishes as she used to do at home. But Mama Dhea refused, because Nia was a guest at her house.

"Him, let's get it done later!" said mama Dhea.

"What aunty! Nia is normal." said Nia while piling the dishes.

"Not kid! go back to your room or watch TV!" refute mama Dhea while holding Nia's hand that was piling up dirty dishes.

"Yes to Nia! it's a very craft!" sindir Dhea's.

"Yes I'm not good with your mama," said Nia "time out eating just playing ngibrit!" added again.

"Hm." muttered Dhea patting her own forehead.

"Judah we're back in your room yuk Dhe!" bring Zhilla.

"Yuk ahh!" timpal Dhea while pulling the arms of his two best friends.

"Dhe, watch drakor kuy!" invite Nia who is very fond of Korean drama as well as her two best friends.

"Look on! we watch.." muttered Dhea "now this is all" he continued while pointing to a Korean drama title on his laptop screen.

"The..world of..what's the continuation? don't look at me!" nia asked narrowed her eyes to focus her vision.

"Ohh.Who about the actors?" asked Nia for an explanation.

"Hm.god! all this time it's been about fantasy, fiction, CEO love and ordinary people! well if this contains real life!" clear Dhea longvlebar.

"Ohh that!" Nia mangosteen heard the explanation from Dhea.

Dhea also played the film, they focused on the drama that can always make everyone who watched it play with his own emotional. Sometimes crying, laughing, smiling themselves, even making Dhea nagging indistinctly.

"It's just drama, but we're so drained of our emotions!" said Zhilla who was now wiping away a single tear as she watched the scene that made them sad.

"yes, what is the gini of every household life?" sahut Nia who also shed tears.

"Hm." muttered Dhea who was speechless for holding back her cries.

"Hopefully your domestic life will be, not rich is it Nia!" Zhilla.

"Aamijin! you too!" sahut Nia while holding the hands of her two best friends.

For hours they watched a drama that was very emotionally draining every one who witnessed it. It was getting late, Nia and Zhilla said goodbye to go home. Before going home, Mama Dhea gave something to Nia.

"It!" call mama Dhea.

"Yes aunt, what's wrong?" asked Nia turning her body to face Mama Dhea.

"This is for you, son!" handing over a pack of cloth in which there is a pair of gold colored ducks made of wood.

"Is this aunty?" nia asked confusedly looking at the gift that Mama Dhea had given her.

"That's a Nia duck decoration, supposedly said chinesse people display gold duck in pairs this symbolizes true love. So auntie wants to give it to you!" mama Dhea explained.

The family and siblings of Dhea's mother were Chinesse descendants, so she got the ornament down from her previous family.

"But why give to Nia aunty? why not go to Dhea?" nia asked, confused.

"You're getting married, so his aunt is with you! Dhea I don't know when her soul mate will come! aunt wishes Dhea would soon find her soul mate! likewise with you Zhilla." said mama Dhea while glancing at her daughter.

"oh so aunty, thank you auntie! Nia will look after and display it at Nia's house later after living with Fariz!" said Nia softly while hugging the ducks tightly.

"Together son! Yasudah day already more and more afternoon, will be sought after by your parents you know!" mama Dhea recalled that it was getting late in the afternoon "let Mr. Min take you guys!" he added again while calling Mr. Min their driver.

"Yes aunty, thank you so much auntie! we've taken auntie!" said Nia felt disinclined.

"Well, Nia, aunt already thinks of you as her own child. Auntie is no problem!" mama Dhea smiled.

"Well so from now on you're my brother and sister!" timpal Dhea pointed at his two best friends.

"Yes, you're his eldest brother, Zhilla the middle child and I'm the smallest!" proposed Nia while crossing her index finger on both cheeks.

"the target! that's where you want to get married, just be someone's wife, so you're the one who's the oldest brother!" cibir Zhilla could not accept that Nia proposed to herself to be the youngest of the three.

"Huu! sirik aja you weeekkk!" ledek Nia poked her tongue towards Zhilla.

"Good God, these two boys! iye the Nia is fit to be the smallest child, still her boy!" said Dhea while mediating his two best friends.

"Weekk said!" tease Nia again.

"Hem.iya yes, hand over!" zhilla said shaking his hand.

Shortly thereafter, Mr. Min arrives in Dhea's mother's car. Nia and Zhilla said goodbye and immediately boarded the car. Mr. Min drove his car to deliver Zhilla whose house was not so far from Dhea's house, then drove Nia and after finishing with his duties to deliver his employer's best friend's son, mr. Min returns to drive his car home to Dhea's.