The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 75: Trapped in Love Mas Paijo

A wedding should not be welcomed with joy? Stage decorations full of flowers, or dangdut music that sounded jarring to the corners of the village. Then the guests flocked to come with the best clothes and makeup.

But at the wedding of Paijo and Saras, such a common thing did not happen at all. There is no stage decoration let alone the sound of dangdutan. Almost as quiet as someone in mourning.

In the living room, soft sofas were temporarily removed. Instead of a well-organized carpet. Then in the middle there is a square table that they will use for the marriage contract later.

Cak Sam who heard the news of Paijo's wedding plan suddenly immediately went to Paijo's hometown two days ago. The old man was sitting next to Kyai Aziz. And it looks like he's chatting lightly.

In another room, Saras had finished in makeup. Although with a simple white kebaya dress and simple makeup, the girl looks elegant and expensive. Indeed, if it is born beautiful, it feels like the mirror will be less able to see Saras.

Salma emerged from behind the door, standing behind Saras who was pecking himself in front of the adult-sized mirror.

"Beautiful, Mom's son is beautiful" Salma praised.

Saras was moved, turned around and immediately hugged his mother-in-law. Salma did not even mention Saras as a son-in-law, but a son. Son mother. "Mom, thank you very much, have loved Saras so far"

"No way to say that, it's only natural that your dear mother, you're a mother's son"

Conversations containing onions of this kind must be stopped immediately. Salma did not want Saras makeup to wear off because of her.

"Today you have to smile, no tears, okay?"

Saras nodded slightly, "OK." Even though it feels heavy. Her tears had already emptied into one. Just wait to collapse. Saras remembered his mother, who should not have been with him at this time. Saras wanted to cry, but no, he had agreed not to cry. Saras must be tear resistant.

At seven o'clock in the morning, no more.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Yunita Saraswati bint Muhammad Bagong with a set of prayer tools paid in cash!"

"HUH?" ask kyai Aziz.

"AH!!!" in unison Burhanuddin's voice, Cak Sam and two witnesses who were Paijo's neighbors answered loudly.

Then Kyai Aziz recited the prayer after the Qabul ijab was finished and in the amini together.

Saras who was sitting a bit away from Paijo's seat could not help but shed tears. He had been hard-earned to hold back, but his tears were treasonous. Saras shed tears while accepting the prayers spoken in Arabic.

Salma who was warning do not cry also joined in crying. Touched. A few seconds later she led Saras to sit next to her husband Paijo.

"Now you are legally husband and wife"

"Please Yunita, kiss the hand of her husband, Mas Ahmad." said Kyai Aziz.

I swear by anything, Saras almost jumped in shock. It was unusual for the call he had just heard. Ahmadis? Saras grimaced, almost forgot, Ahmad Ranvir Al Ghazali said. That's my husband's name, and Paijo's just an alias.

Saras had to get used to remembering that name. O Lord Saraswati, do not ask in your heart any more. Who is Ahmad Ranvir Al Ghazali.

Saras gently tucked the back of her husband's hand. Paijo smile. It still feels like a dream, but Saras with a white kebaya dressing in front of him looks real and not evil. She's my wife now!

He's my husband now, who I chose myself for, not because of physical let alone treasure. I was entangled in Mas Paijo's love until I married him, I wished to live happily with him, forever.

After that Paijo and Saras sungkem to his Father and Mother. To give thanks and apologize for being a child is a lot wrong and khilafnya. Haru blue coloring their very simple wedding reception. Although it has not received state recognition, but God has witnessed, and the sacred bonds of ijab and qobul have been carried out so solemnly.

"Now, even though this marriage is very simple. You should have a photo documentation dong!" Salma enthusiastically called his nephew who had been carrying a DSLR camera.

"Muna's mom is here!"

"True, please help document!" terang Kyai Aziz's.

Several times in the camera. Both Saras and Paijo are still shy to touch. Their photos look stiff. Made Muna chuckle to tease her brother.

"Mas Jo, that's his wife can kog in hoe, don't be shy, it's legal!" muna's taunts immediately got a laugh response from others.

"Hush, little boy!" even so Paijo tried hard to drop his hand on Saras' shoulder. Saras glanced at the embarrassment, why does it feel even weird huh. Deg-deg ser.

"Yes, hold it! one, two, three, pekrek!"

It was a relief, both Paijo and Saras, or Burhanuddin and Salma as their parents. They all felt really relieved. Eventually the two of them can be united in a holy marriage. Though how will their lives be after this. Paijo is ready to stand tall, taking on his new responsibilities as a husband. And Saras is willing to accompany the man until he ages. Paijo and Saras promised to be a solid couple. Although we have to learn from each other, because marriage is a new thing for both.

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"Having finished the show, you two can rest in the room."

It was still daytime, and Salma led the newlyweds into the room. Oath to Pluto being successfully kicked out of the Solar System, Saras is ashamed. And confused what to do? Knowing it would be awkward, yesterday Saras should have bought a toy snake ladder. It is good for both activities in the room.

"You don't want to change clothes?"

I want to wear a kebaya. It turned out that Saras only dared to answer in his heart.

"You don't want to go out first?" What kind of question is this Saras?

Paijo clearly smiled, Saras is very shy. "Sit here!" Paijo patted the empty bed next to him.

He feels good, just need to take off the suit leaving a white shirt and black pants, it is safe for lying down. Hla Saras had to shuffle with a cloth wrapped around her lower body. "It's still noon, I'm ashamed"

Gosh, what Saras was thinking try, Paijo just asked him to sit next to her. Why is Saras' answer absurd.

"Hahaha... sit here!"

I don't want Saras to come any closer. And who would have thought Paijo would pull it so fast and Hap!

Saras managed to sit down, but not on a mattress, but on Paijo's lap. Paijo's hand had even managed to circle Saras' body.

This is the first time, Saras heart feels slumped to the stomach.

"Mas, don't gini yeah, please I'm not comfortable,"

"I'll make you comfortable, don't be ashamed, we have no sins, even if we will get a lot of rewards"

Paijo's breath was very felt at the nape of Saras' neck. Saras is going crazy. In touch when it is legitimate, the effect is extraordinary, fortunately when dating they rarely touch intimate like this. So this is more delicious.

"Buck...." Saras closed his eyes. Shame not being able to look at Paijo.

"I'll help you undress!"

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Eeeeeeeaa....

It's still broad daylight, what are they doing anyway?

Intimate rame-rame yok🧐😁😁😁

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