
One week has passed, the serbi for the expected sacred promise event is getting closer and closer to completion.
And this Sunday is the time for two brides to go through the pingitan period. Where the two cannot meet. Fortunately, in this day and age there are mobile phones, internet and telephones.
And it's the third day. That means the wedding is three days away. Even wedding dress fittings are done separately.
Try to imagine in ancient times that are still minimal communication tools, most of them will exchange love letters, right? But that's where it's more special.
Because it can be stored and made into memories. Unlike the short message or anything else. It would disappear if erased due to the full and formless physical data it could hold.
Imagine when those longing times become very heavy then other ego feelings will arise. This is where there is usually an inner conflict for both brides.
Maybe even one of them suddenly thinks "i don't want to get married" or "is he really my soul mate?".
Such a feeling was able to create a fog in the heart. Make doubt. Make worried.
However, if your soul mate comes from the Supreme Lord then your heart will remain firm and only to Him will you ask for guidance on what you doubt the slightest thing.
Leah smiled at the photo album of her prom days memories. He didn't expect his High School time to be over. It feels so fast.
"Look! This is a photo taken when John expressed his feelings for Gaby. The photographer was very keen on capturing moments that were precious to us" muttered Leah smilingly in memory.
"And here's a picture of us all with our beloved homeroom teacher, Ms. Grace. May he always be given health".
Leah who dissolves into memory about her prom days a few weeks ago feels homesick.
TOK! The sound of a knock on the door made Leah turn away from the album she had seen since.
"Well, Papa's in?" abimana.
"Yes, Pa. Just in?" sahut Leah's.
His father came in, his right hand holding a small tart with a cut and a sprinkling of cheese that must have been very tasty.
"Woah", Leah who saw him immediately closed and put a farewell photo album beside him.
"Papa brought some cake, made Leah, didn't he?" leah said smiling happily.
Abimana nodded at her daughter's words.
"This is Papa bring the spoon. Spend it! Lately Papa has been busy taking care of our resort so Papa doesn't know if you're eating right or not" said Abimana, who made Leah stop chewing the cake in her mouth.
"Mama says you eat little and daydream often. You don't talk much either".
"Huh", Abimana sighed.
"Don't be like this. We are silent does not mean we do not see and do not know. Your behavior even makes your brother worried, especially Papa and Mama" said Abiman wise.
Leah's eyes looked towards her father. He put down his spoon and approached his father and hugged him.
Maybe Abimana knew the princess's anxiety. But this was already a choice Leah had made in the distant past. And both of his parents are certainly supportive as long as it's a good thing.
Leah's cry broke in her father's arms. Maybe her little girl is having a pre-married syndrome.
Abimana calmed her down, stroking the beautiful long hair she had always praised from her young daughter. Her spoiled but independent little daughter, brave and intelligent.
"It's okay if you get married faster than your other friends. From your own brother. If you're happy tomorrow or tomorrow we'll be just as happy" said the father of two calms the princess's troubled heart.
"Eat the right. Because there's nothing you need to worry about. Everything is sure and will be fine".
"There are differences, but only differences in your new status and obligations as a married wife, daughter-in-law and child".
Abhimana kissed her daughter's head, hugged her. Provided support and steadied his slightly shaky heart.
"SPend off! Papa has to go back to the resort" Abimana said.
Leah wiped her tears and nodded with a relieved smile.
"Papa and Adit's sister were overwhelmed. There must be a new manager. Fortunately, there was someone competent who proposed. That's perfect, right?"
"Yes, Pa. Thank you very much. Papa is the greatest. I love you", said Leah hugging The Father.
"The promise will stop like this. Leah's done something silly that wasn't necessary".
Abimana stepped out, and Leah stared out the window of her room. Looking at the courtyard of his house that became very beautiful.
"really".
"There's nothing I should worry about. I know what Kak Roy feels like, and I also know and understand the happiness of Papa and Mama for me who will get married. That must be because Papa and Mama believe in Kak Roy".
"Eleah Ayu Aryasatya, you're so mean to worry your parents".
"Befit the Princess of Abimana Aryasatya. You're brave and strong".
Leah began to wake herself up. He realized many times he had doubted his bond with the Beloved.
"I just got married young. I just got married faster than the others. There's nothing wrong with that".
"CONSCIOUS YOURSELF!"
"WHICH GOD'S WISDOM ARE YOU LYING ABOUT!!!"
"Hh. Oh God. Forgive me for all my doubts. Only You know what is in front of me and what is behind me. Therefore make the servants of those who will always be guided by You, Amen".
"Roy Alexander Mannof".
"Sopper?"
"Yes".
"okay?"
"Yes".
"Rich?"
"Yes".
"Handsome?"
"Hiks, very", said Leah, closing her palms to her face.
"And se-iman".
"For an ordinary girl who just graduated high school I'm really lucky".
Leah smiled, her sense of happiness erasing all the restlessness and turmoil that had plagued her all along.
Then she picked up a piece of paper and wrote a love letter to her future husband.
"For my Husband
Loving you is the best thing I've ever done. Whatever you do always makes me comfortable, safe and happy. I am the lucky girl you chose to accompany your days. I am the happiest girl to be able to stand beside you, as your bride.
I love you so much"
Leah smiled, she put perfume on the paper. Take a large envelope and describe a beautiful rose and then color it with many beautiful colors.
"I wish we could be a warm and happy family with our children", leah said expectantly while putting the paper in an envelope and then tucking it in between the novel that brought him to meet the Beloved.
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