The Crown that Be snatched

Sah

This morning in the small rented house of Safia, it was filled with people who would witness the marriage of Safia with Rama.

Most of them were close neighbors of Safia's rented house which Safia had deliberately invited to witness her marriage to Rama. So that there will be no more misunderstandings between them.

Mr. Burhan and Ustadz Zaki were also in front of Safia's house. They were all waiting for Rama and Safia's family to come.

A little while later, a black car stood in the front yard of the small rented house.

Rama, Ms. Astri and Mr. Junedi got out of the car. Shakira did not appear on the show. The three of them then walked towards the front porch of Safia where Pak Burhan and Ustadz Zaki were standing.

"Assalamualaikum" said Rama, Pak Junedi, and Bu Astri together.

"Wa'alakiumsalam," the men answered compactly.

"Where is Safia?" ask Ms. Astri.

"The man is still in the room" replied one of the women in the crowd.

"We just wait inside sir, Mom," Rama told Bu Astri and Pak Junedi.

They nodded. After that they entered Safia's rented house. So did Mr. Burhan and Ustadz Zaki. Who followed to the two old men Safia entered the house.

At this moment, Safia was still inside her room. She is still together with Anna and a wedding fairy.

It was never at all imagined in Safia's mind that she would marry her former sister-in-law who had impregnated her a few years ago.

Still vividly remembered in the shadow of Safia, how Rama had taken away all his holiness. Perhaps this time, Rama wanted to make up for all his past mistakes by marrying Safia.

Anna smiled when she saw her mother in makeup and looked beautiful with a white kebaya dress, and a bun on her head. Because Safia is still of Javanese descent, so Safia still uses her regional customs even though she now lives in Jakarta.

"Gee, you are so beautiful. Aunt Riris is very smart to make-up in mother," praise Anna on Riris perias bride.

Riris only smiled when she heard Anna chattering. She still smeared makeup on Safia's face.

"Not Aunt Riris who is too smart make-up in people. But basically, your mother is beautiful. Just like you're Anna."

"Yes. Beautiful mother. Dad's good looking too. They're very compatible with Aunt Riris."

Riris since just now was just smiling to herself when she heard the words of the little boy who was beside her.

"Safia, your son is so funny Safia. Gemes I am becoming. I really wanted to kidnap your son and I brought him home. My son is three boys. Pengin really have an adorable daughter like this," said Riris while pinching the cheek of Anna.

"Ih Auntie, sick to know..." Anna rubbed her sore cheek from Riris' pinching.

"Hehe. you end up carrying a lot."

Safia glanced at her son.

"Darling, look out. Dad has come yet?"

"Yes mother."

Anna then exited her room. Anna was surprised when outside her room there were already many people sitting neatly lined up to the living room.

Rama smiled when he saw his little daughter. He then approached his son.

"Honey, where's mom?" rama looked at Anna.

"Wait a minute, Dad."

"Dad can't wait to see your mother."

"Quiet down. Mommy's been in a really pretty make-up dad. I'd be pangling if I saw mom."

"Oh yeah. Any time?"

"Yes Dad."

Anna then reentered her room. Not forgetting that he also closed the door again.

"Tante Riris pegasi dong make up her. I've been waiting for you outside."

"Yes An. In a moment. Anna can't wait outside."

"Anna baby, you just wait outside the same as your dad. Don't pokelecokin Aunt Riris hold dear. It won't be too late, darling"

"Yes mother."

Safia looked at her reflection in front of the mirror. Safia held onto her two thumping breasts ever since she knew that Rama and her parents had come to her house.

Safia suddenly shed her tears. I don't know what Safia is feeling right now. All the flavors were mixed into one in his heart.

Safia did not want a marriage like this. Safia used to have a wish, she wanted to get married after Anna Junior High, and she wanted to invite everyone she knew to her wedding. And Safia wants, the wedding was held openly by inviting many guests. But, uh,

"Lho you know...why are you crying?" riris asked who saw Safia shed tears.

"I'm okay. I'm just deg degan aja."

Riris smiles.

"Safia, everyone will also definitely feel the same way as what you are feeling right now. Deg degan, nervous it is natural to be experienced by the bride-to-be Safia. But don't cry like this dong. Make-up will wear off again."

I'm sorry Miss Vika, I hurt you. But I was forced to do all this, because I wanted to keep my good name. I want to marry Mas Rama too because of Anna. If there wasn't Anna, I wouldn't have accepted this marriage. O Allah, forgive me, O Allah. Wake up all my business.

After everyone waited for a bit longer, Safia finally came out of her room as well. With the help of Riris, Safia walked and sat down near Rama.

Rama looked at Safia. And so did the people present at the place. They looked pangling with Safia.

Although Safia was no longer young, she looked very beautiful.

After Safia sat near the groom-to-be, finally kabul began.

"I accept Safia bint Junedi's marriage with the dowry paid in cash..."

"How is the legitimate witness...!"

"Well..."

Finally, the marriage is legal. Although the marriage was only a serial marriage and in a closed title, but Rama was very happy because he was legally the husband of Safia.

But not with Safia, it seems that she is still shrouded in guilt because she is married to a man whose status is still the husband of people.

Safia was really embarrassed, scared, sad, the feeling mixed into one in Safia's heart. It wasn't exactly this kind of marriage that Safia wanted. But Safia will try to accept her destiny of becoming Rama's second wife.

Rama took Safia's hand. He then pinned the ring on Safia's ring finger. After that, Rama kissed Safia's forehead. Everyone applauded loudly. They were very happy with the marriage of Rama and Safia.

Safia looked around. It was like he was looking for something.

"Darling, what's wrong?" ask Rama.

"Where is Shakira's mother? he didn't come here? he won't watch my wedding and yours."

"So he was ready to come here. But Rionya cried not to get into the car."

"Oh. Is that right, Mas?"

"Yes. Never mind, don't think about Shakira. We think of ourselves, baby."

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