Testamentary Wedding

Plan to Cancel Marriage

 

Today even a week has gone the figure most loved by Anggi. God is more dear to Noto and Anggi seems to gradually begin to mengikhlaskan the man's departure.

 

A worn frame inside which shows a portrait of a small child in a mini pink dress that wraps his tiny body on display in a narrow living room measuring 3×4 meters. The little boy was carrying a red rose while hugging a 35-year-old man.

Anggi still faithfully standing in front of the sizable frame. His eyes could not escape the portrait of two humans inside. However, his gaze was empty and tears could no longer flow. He must be strong. He must rise. It cannot be prolonged in this sadness. He must be happy for the happiness of his father in heaven.

The sound of knocking on the door shattered his daydream. The girl turned her head and rushed towards the main door to open it. His eyes twinkled and his mouth opened wide in surprise when he found two people standing before him.

"Om Rizal with Aunt Fitri? Let's get in!" girang. Anggi glanced at their luggage and instantly opened the door wide.

After inviting them in, the girl then ran small to the kitchen to get a treat. Shortly after, he went back to Rizal and Fitri who had been sitting sweetly on the living room sofa carrying two glasses of water along with some biscuits.

"Kok Om same Auntie did not know me first anyway? It would be that I do not nyiapin anything if suddenly gini," the girl scolded and sat next to Fitri.

"It's called a surprise darling" Fitri said as she stroked the hair of her beloved niece.

Rizal straightened his body. His face suddenly turned grim and looked at Anggi grimly. "We are sorry for the passing of your father, my brother, yes Nggi. Sorry we didn't have time to mourn and bury your father. We really could not go home at that time because her mother was also very sick at that time," he said with concern.

"Yes, Om. It's okay, I understand too. Oh yeah, how's Tan doing Grandma Vivi?"

"Alhamdulillah now he is much better, dear," replied the woman.

"Alhamdulillah."

Anggi slightly advanced his sitting position. "You came all the way from Malaysia. There must be some important need here, huh Tan?"

Rizal developed his smile. "You're not wrong, Nggi. We are here there is a need," he replied enthusiastically.

Fitri also smiled at Anggi. A feeling of happiness instantly burst out within his chest. "Yes, Honey. We're here to be guardians of one of Om Rizal's brothers who's getting married here. Both of his parents are not there and his father once told you to be willing to become his guardian later" added the thirty-year-old woman.

Anggi who heard it was just a mangosteen understand. It felt like he wanted to ask further, but the desire he immediately paused because he felt it was not his business.

"You're just here, huh? Let me prepare the room first," said Anggi excitedly. The girl will certainly accept their presence with great pleasure considering that she now lives alone in the small house.

"Can."

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"Pig! Are you ready yet?" A four-headed man could be heard shouting from the direction of the living room. He immediately put on his shoes.

"Yes, Om! Anggi is ready," cried Anggi from his room. The girl immediately tidied her hair and rushed out of the room to approach om and her aunt who was waiting for her in the main doorway.

"The beauty of Aunt's nephew." Fitri praised Anggi's beauty while cupping her left cheek. His eyes were not deceiving, the woman was completely sincere and honest in praising her nephew.

A praised Anggi can only be timid. Both of his cheeks were red. "ah! Aunty can. Why the hell Tan, um why not me? Kan, who married his brother Om Rizal," he asked confusedly. Because the girl had nothing to do with this marriage.

Fitri glanced towards Rizal. Both are smiling hot. "Can you borrow your body for his brother Om Rizal's wedding dress size? Yes, your body size is more or less the same," Fitri permission.

"Where is his brother Om?"

"He's busy right now, Nggi. He said he could not come for fittings today," replied Rizal understandingly.

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"It's a good place!"

Both eyes of the girl with her cute face that looks so sparkling when she entered into one of the boutiques that sell a variety of the most expensive wedding dresses in the city.

The three of them continued walking and began to enter a room that seemed to be a VIP room in the boutique. Anggi's footsteps stopped immediately as his eyes caught the figure sitting firmly on the sofa of the room.

"Pranchise! How are you here?"

Guys who had been focused on staring at the screen of the Apple-branded phone then turned quickly towards Anggi. His expression this time was different than usual which always looked cheerful. The face is now lethargic and squishy.

Anggi immediately approached Prana and sat down next to her. However, the guy actually threw away his face and turned to look at Fitri and Rizal alternately. Rizal nodded as a gesture. I don't know what it is, but Prana also seems to nod in understanding.

The girl did not observe the interaction. He still faithfully looked at Prana from bottom to top. After realizing something, Anggi quickly turned to look at om and tantenya then looked back at the face of Prana who still did not want to look back at him.

"Oh! I know, you must be his brother's groom, huh? Cousin's sister? Or his cousin's sister? Eum, what exactly is his brother? How can you never tell the story?" Anggi continued to nag, feeling that only he knew nothing there. However, Prana still has no taste in staring at the girl beside her. I don't know why that guy was so cold and cold.

"Yes, he's the groom's brother. So the figure also makes the groom's costume." Rizal explains and is greeted with a nod of the head by Anggi.

"MasyaAllah, so this is the bride? It's so pretty." A man who walks like a woman praises Anggi. Again, Anggi is indeed beautiful, so anyone would easily praise her face.

"No, I'm just representing, '" Anggi replied kindly. The girl tried to hold back her laugh.

"Yuk, if so go with Eyke. Eyke there's a dress that fits this beautiful Miss."

Anggi followed and followed the man from behind. A few minutes later, Anggi came out with a very majestic and elegant soft pink dress that wrapped her tiny body. It was similar to the dress she wore on her 7th birthday.

Prana is finally looking at the girl. His eyes did not even blink scrutinizing Anggi from bottom to top. Beautiful, praise in your heart.

"The beauty of Aunt's favorite niece." Fitri immediately hugged Anggi. The woman could not hide her happiness.

"Where, Pre? Pretty, right?" tanya Fitri deliberately fished Prana.

Prana who was still with her flat and cold face only nodded faintly. His eyes again looked back at the screen of his phone as if the square object was more important than Anggi. Not a single word was spoken from his mouth. Unlike usual who always talk a lot in front of Anggi. That guy's really careless right now.

"Now replace you, son Prana," said Rizal.

It was only after that Prana issued one word 'good' and then rose to the fitting room with the boutique employee.

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