
Today is the happy day of the Kusuma family. The family will marry their only son Reza Kusuma to his girlfriend Charlote Kiehl.
The wedding will be held in a famous hotel. Kusuma's family has brought all the family members to come.
Since yesterday it has been felt that there is an awkwardness, because the bride's entourage does not come.
Reza repeatedly contacted Charlote, but the results were nil. Then he asked people to check the Charlote family home, apparently they had been out of the country a week ago.
"Oh, **** ... Charlote" Umpat Reza.
Reza's face flushed red, looking a deep vexation and disappointment
Feelings of heartbreak and anger raged in his heart.
Charlote and her family have insulted and trampled on her pride as a man. His hands were clenched, his handbook books and his veins were whitened.
"Where Reza, where Charlote, the extended family is waiting for certainty, mama is ashamed if this marriage fails to be implemented" said Mrs Arwinda.
"Charlote and his family went abroad a week ago ma"
"What. no. aahh "
Madame Arwinda fell unconscious.
"Ah, mom, mom"
Lady Arwinda was then lifted by Reza to another room. Yanti as the son of Mak Ros, the maid of Lady Arwinda, took care of her.
'Kasian Madam, may Miss Charlote meet soon' Inner Yanti
In that room, the plan will be used as a make up room and change the bride looks there are two mannequins with full bridal clothes.One set of elegant white dresses with a crown and a set of dashing men's tuxedo clothes.
Yanti stared in admiration at the two mannequins.
'The beautiful step if me and Reza who are together wearing this beautiful clothes.But who am I, Reza never looked at me who is only this servant'
Mr. Kusuma is arguing with Reza, looking for a way to solve this problem.
The failure of this marriage will have an impact on the company's shares, because it seems the Kusuma family is underestimated.
His father insisted marriage should be done for the sake of business and family honor.
"No papa, I won't marry anyone but Charlote, she'll be looking for answers to today's tragedy"
"Conscious Reza, she has abandoned you, it's proof that if she doesn't love you, she humiliates you, papa, and our family. Papa doesn't want to know today you have to get married!!. At least our family's honor can be saved.
The whole family came and waited for the bride.
Time has shown the time of the implementation of ijab kabul.
The inspiration Mrs Arwinda enough to buy time for the family to find a way out.
In the room, Mrs Arwinda is awake.
Mak Ros gave her warm tea.
"Mama, you're better" asked Reza.
"Hmm, yeah. Mama's better... Reza's.. Papa's.."
"Papa asked for this marriage to continue for the honor of the ma family" said Mr. Kusuma
"Then who will be the bride Pa" asked Reza.
Madam Arwinda opened her eyes, looking at the side of the mannequin was a young woman who looked like a family savior.
Madam Arwinda pointed at her hand.
" Him, she's gonna be the bride"
'Did I not mishear, the mistress appointed me as her bride, yes I want Madam, I want to be Mas Reza's wife'
the Inner Uncle Yanti.
"What, Yanti ma" exclaimed Reza
"Yes, who else, Yanti is single, who else would you look for at a time like this !!" exclaims Madam
Reza looked at Yanti, the two eyes met. Yanti blushed and then looked embarrassed.
"Yanti, are you willing to help my family" said Mrs Kusuma
"Yanti, Mr and Madam have helped us a lot, their services are immeasurable, how dear, willing yes nduk" said Mak Ros Yanti's mother.
Yanti nodded her head.
Mrs Arwinda and Mr. Kusuma looked relieved.
"Alright ma, quickly call her wedding make up" said Mr. Kusuma.
Not to lose the sense of surprise Yanti, the wedding makeup team has occupied her on the dresser and dress her.
"Well beautiful, original face, the aura of the bride is out, manglingi"
"Who is the future male manten rich, handsome and handsome"
"You're in harmony"
Praise the wedding make up.
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Yanti POVs
I came out of the makeup room in full bridal clothes. My mother Ros and my father Parman smiled at me, then grabbed my arm towards the place where Ijab kabul.
"You're beautiful Yanti, you're beautiful, you know this surprises you, but you love that man too" said Mamak Ros, holding me
I'm nodding.
In the place of kabul Ijab has sat Mas Reza who looks perfect with his suit like a prince who is waiting for his daughter. I don't feel my face getting warm.
We sat side by side. My chest is beating ungodly. This is not Yanti's dream, this is reality, I will marry Mas Reza.
Mas Reza shook my father's hand.
Some time passed
" How are the witnesses" asked pak penghulu.
" Strue, legitimately legitimate..."
Video and image takers capture this moment beautifully. The light of the blitz came alternately.
We signed the marriage book, then raised it together at chest height to be immortalized. It's exquisite.
I am valid both religiously and stately as Reza Kusuma's wife.
After the wedding, I found time with Reza.
"I'm sorry Yan, I've brought you into my troubles, thank you Yan, once the situation subsides I will divorce you immediately" he said steadily.
Deg. My heart aches like a sliver.Mas Reza does not love me, and just considers me like an ordinary woman.
'I don't want a divorce, I love you. Oh maybe Reza's mas needs time to heal his heart wound by Miss Charlote's'
"Don't daydream dong Yan, don't worry I'll take care of you, we'll live life as usual"
"Yes" I said, not wanting to add to his mind.
After the event, there will be a Honeymoon event to Capadokya. But as the event changed, her Honeymoon was changed to Bali.
Reza and I were getting ready to go to the airport to go to Bali.
Madame Arwinda called me.
He slipped a bottle into my bag.
"What is this Madam," I asked plainly.
"Don't call Madam, now you call mama"
"Good Ma"
"Yanti, Mama knows you're a good girl well, better than Charlote, mama is happy you're mama's daughter-in-law, this Yanti is..."
" The medicine of Pe rang sang"
"Mama." I shut up
"Sst shh"
"Mom knows what Reza is like, if not a little forced he will not touch you, mama is also happy if you can be united with a child, he he he" Mama's face sparkled twinkle.
***
Arrive at a villa in Bali, where our Honeymoon.
Mas Reza went into the room and put down his things.
"I want to look out first, maybe you want to mandin Yan, take a shower first."
"Yes mas"
I went into the bathroom and cradled a bottle given by my mother.
"Should I use this....."