
The day that the Nugraha family was waiting for arrived.
The wedding of Imah and Dadan will be held this morning. Imah who incidentally is the grandson of the Nugraha family chose to marry simply. Not in a magnificent building, nor decorated with beautifully decorated pelaminan.
Imah and Dadan decided only to hold a marriage contract, without a party. It was already their agreement. Mama Farah tried to persuade Imah that they would hold a reception, but her efforts always failed. The two people are different tribes, having the same concept of 'simple but sacred'.
Simple? Rich food stalls at the crossroads of the city.... ⁇ ️😁
"Masyaallah.adekku very beautiful!", praise me on Imah who just finished in make over by MUA. The sweet and tall black girl looks 'pangling' with makeup polish. Imah is already a natural beauty, she never even touched make up other than baby powder and liptin.
"Thank you, but my mother is still the most beautiful!", it is Imah who praises me. Today, I'm wearing a sarimbit suit with Aziz mas. Kebaya light purple color, while mas Aziz long sleeve shirt with matching color.
"I deg.deg...Leh mbak's. Piye Iki??.", asked Aimah nervously.
"Pull breath... exhale! Do it over and over again, until you feel calm. Bismillah, I hope it's all launched."
I rubbed my shoulder.
At first glance I glanced at Hayu who was feeding Faiz who was not far from where Imah was sitting. Hayu was like a misbehavior aware of my existence.
"Dek, take Imah to the road. Kang Dadan has been waiting at the mosque", cried Aziz from outside the room. Mas Aziz did not dare to look at anyone but me.
"Mas...you don't want to praise your beautiful sister Iki Tah?", asked Aziz. Aziz saw Imah for a moment.
"Yes, you are so beautiful. Surely kang Dadan will be amazed by your beauty today", Aziz praised his sister.
"Muji her Ndak sincere anyway?", ledek Imah.
"Praised wrongly, not praised! You Jawir!", Aziz wowed the nose of Imah.
"aw..don't mas, ntar his powder faded.I'm ugly again dong..!", whine imah.
Me and Mama were standing at the door. MUA and Hayu and two friends sat together near the mattress Imah.
"Expensive powder does not fade Mah!", said Aziz.
"We're on the road now?", I asked.
"Yes." Yeah."
I looked towards Hayu and the others.
"Mbak Hayu, we go first. Later mbak Hayu with Faiz picked up by another car with nothing, right?", I asked.
"Yes mbak. Its nothing. Faiz has not finished eating either", replied Hayu .
Aziz and I held Imah on her left right arm.
"Susan men Yo.. nganggo ngene iki? Mlakune angel tenan!", chirps Imah.
(It's so hard to use this? The road is hard)
"Once in a lifetime Mah!", said Aziz.
He looked at his cousin's sister. Suddenly he hugged Aziz.
"Eh, why this?", I asked. Not because I was jealous I hugged my husband, but why?
"Why are you Mah?", asked Aziz without taking off his arms.
"Sstttt..kamu cry like this later the powder faded you know." Aziz let go of his embrace with Imah. I was so excited to see the closeness of the two of them.
"You expensive powder does not fade?", asked Imah.
"Yes, let's go. Kasian kang Dadan wait a little later."
I, Aziz and Imah got into my car. Fai and Mika are already in Fai's car with Diaz and Mama.
There was Damar who deliberately waited for Hayu out of the room Imah.
"You're sure that may Hayu want to go with brother Damar mas?", asked Mika to Fai.
"May be yes!", said Fai.
The brides came out of Aziz's house. Now remaining Hayu and Faiz are locking the door connecting the kiosk and the house. Hayu's steps came to a halt as he saw only the amber car left there.
"Umi, are we riding in that car?", asked Faiz while tugging at Hayu's robe.
"We...!", Hayu's speech came to a halt.
"Yes Faiz, we're taking a car? The other car is full!", persuade damar while glancing at Hayu.
"No need to mas, we can take a taxi", said Hayu ketus.
"Don't umi, later we don't see the bride dong", whinek Faiz.
"Yes Stev...."
"Wood!"
"Yes.I mean, Hayu. Let's just get in my car. Let's get there sooner." Damar still tried to persuade Hayu. Unfortunately, Hayu's rejection ended in vain.
Faiz got into Damar's sedan.
"Come om, we're leaving!", said Faiz spirit.
"Look at Hay, Faiz has gotten into the car!" said Damar.
Inevitably, Hayu followed Damar's steps to his car.
"Umi, umi in front of the same Om....?", Faiz asked Damar's name probably.
"Om Damar, Faiz!", replied Damar.
"OKAY. Umi nemenin om amber in front, Faiz pengen behind himself", said Faiz.
This time, I lost again to Faiz. I sat next to Damar who was ready with his wheel.
After closing the gate, our car darted out of Aziz's house.
There was a happy hue on Damar's face. Although it is necessary, at least this is progress. He could sit next to Hayu. Maybe. In the future , their relationship can be improved. And.continues.
"Hay..I...!"
"I don't want to talk about our past. There's Faiz!", said Hayu with his flat face.
Intentions want to say sorry, mamarungkan until finally their car arrived at the mosque where Dadan and Imah held a marriage contract.