THAT BAR-BAR GIRL IS MY WIFE
Marriage (Part 1)
The morning has come, the sun has shone. However, the cold atmosphere was still so pronounced, making people reluctant to get out of their beds. Some are still lying in their favorite mattress. There are also those who are still loyal to hide themselves under the blanket, so that their eyes are not exposed to sunlight.
However, it is different from a girl who will soon let go of her bachelor. A girl who will marry a man she does not love. Ah .. rather he has not realized his feelings. Maybe this effect is too long men—jomblo, yak?!
All women dream of marrying the man they love and love. This woman even decided to marry a man whose relationship with her was not good. You could say they were like Tom and Jerry. Today, he will marry the man he always calls songong, cocky, caper. Just for some ridiculous reason! Don't want to accept his teammate's proposal!
Now he was already in front of a large mirror, to perform a ritual on his face. She is assisted by a make-up team that has been provided by her father and her mother. He looked at his face in the mirror.
'Hufft, I don't know if my decision was right or wrong. But please send it all out, Rabb, ' Bathin Rosa.
When he was busy looking at his face that had been plastered with several makeup tools, suddenly he was reminded of the incident last night.
When Mr. Alkarna and his wife had reached their magnificent home, they immediately entered the main hall and were followed by Bi Ina, who had previously welcomed their arrival at the main door earlier.
"Bi, where's Rosa?"
"In his room, Him."
"Daddy, Mommy to Oca's room, first," said Mama Rosa, smiling at her husband and Bi Ina.
He walked up the stairs, his legs were so heavy. She had been hiding her concerns from her husband since he was in the hotel. She did not want to make her husband more anxious, therefore she tried to calm herself down. And reassured her husband that everything would be fine, even though he was doubtful!
He let out a furious sigh, before he knocked on Rosa's room door.
'She's my daughter! If I don't advise him who else? Huft, bismillah, ' bathin mama Rosa.
There was a knock from the door, but the master still did not care. He still remained focused on his daydream. I don't know where the daydream is. His eyes glared, piercing through everything that was before his eyes.
Until a woman's voice came from behind the door, which finally broke her daydream. But he still did not move to open the door of the room, or answer the words of the woman.
Even the woman at the door could not control her worries. He holds Rosa's door knob, and it turns out that the room is unlocked. He went straight in, and saw his son sitting pensive.
"Hmm, Mommy," said Rosa.
"You're still mad at Daddy and Ghibran?" He stared at his daughter's face so intensely. Observing every mimic change of her daughter's face, Rosa remained with her flat expression. Even he was just clearing his throat, without clearly answering his mother's question.
"Darling, don't be selfish, son. Think of Daddy's feelings, hasn't he always given up on you, son? Mommy instead wants to bring up your Daddy sacrifice, son," explained the middle-aged woman, with a sad face.
"Huft, Mom." He breathed his breath rough.
As if understanding his daughter's intentions, he finally resumed his words. "Honey, you also have to be able to accept the circumstances of your future husband. He's a Great Entrepreneur, son. The media and his associates are already part of his story, son." He cupped his daughter's face, then looked at her bead "Toh, haven't you managed to make your dream come true? You've proven that you can be a great woman by not relying on your Daddy's name. You've been hiding your true identity from the public for decades, son. Now it's time for them to know. You must be able to accept the fact that you are the Only Daughter of Lord Alkarna Agatha and will eventually take her place at this time! And will be the wife of Muhammad Ghibran Fauzan, the Young Entrepreneur of the Country's Name." Rosa lowered her head to listen to her mother's words, trying to understand the words she had spoken.
"Alright, Mom," answered Rosa resignedly, and greeted by a smile typical of Mama.
"The girls out there must be jealous of the princess, Mommy. Because not everyone can be as lucky as him, who can have a father and husband like the two of them, son." Rosa simply nodded, as if understanding and understanding her mother's intentions.
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When Rosa was still fixated in her blank stare, and her mind had soared everywhere. He heard an unfamiliar voice in his ear, he instantly neutralized his thoughts. And back to focus on looking at the mirror in front of him, he saw the reflection of his best friend's face in the mirror he was looking at.
Clara, looked at him in amazement, and her eyes began to creek. There was a feeling of haru in his heart. He walked closer and touched his friend's shoulder.
"Ra ..," said Rosa, and held the hand of her friend on her shoulder. "Don't cry, it's my happy day!" he said, to stop the clear liquid that will soon be enthroned on Clara's cheek.
'Even though I'm not happy, Ra, but I don't want to let Daddy and Mommy down. After all, this is my own decision, accepting the proposal of a man whom I do not yet know the nature of the outside and inside. Pray for me, Ra. May this be my first and last. I hope my decision is right, Ra. Although I didn't expect more, that he would love me, but I want him to appreciate me like Daddy always appreciates Mommy, Ra, Rosa's bathin.
Rosa puts on a smile to cover her doubts and worries about her new relationship. Let this be her secret, she does not want to involve others in her grief. Even though it was actually Clara, it was no one else, but she still couldn't bear to tell her the wound. That's how Rosa is, she'd rather keep everything to herself. He does not want others to have pity on him, he always hides behind a mask. For all people know, Rosa is a hard girl. In fact, he is so weak.
'Ros, I know you haven't had any feelings for the Ghibran. But I'm sure, one day you two will be a married couple who love each other to Jannah. It just takes time, Ros. If everything has arrived, happiness will surely envelop your little family. I believe Ghibran is a good man for you. And I'm sure, in the depths of the Ghibran's heart your name is already etched beautifully there. It's just that he still doesn't realize it, or maybe his sense of prestige is too great Clara murmured inwardly.
