The Perfect Happiness
The Eps 222
Happy reading ...
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Pov Haikal.
My heartbeat felt too fast to pump blood all over this body, so the blood was so strong that it spread to the narrowest part of my body.
“Udah slow, relax Bro!!” chirped Max out of his bathroom.
Last night I slept in this room with him. Then just a moment ago, all my family members were also here to prepare and dress up, for mamah, Shilla and also Tika. But since they had gone to the ballroon with the kids, I was nervous again.
“Bra bro bra bro your eyes!! How would you slow down like this?!” my lament.
“Jeez it's a child! Said not to believe.”
“Yes how to relax pagimane? It's the heart of a roller-coaster cake, Broo!!” I threw a pillow at him which Max swiftly caught.
Hup!!
“Not worth!” He poked out his tongue at a glance, you children!
“Try breathing. Tariiiiikk. Pull againii, hold hold hold hold—”
“Damn it!! You know the cave?!” my cry just realized that Max was throwing a tantrum at me. Again a pillow on this bed, I threw it firmly at him. And this time, Max was less nimble to catch it until it hit his face that pissed me off.
“Eh, don't be rude huh?! I you I you!” his protest which then laughed curled up to see me who was trying to catch my breath.
I don't know why I suddenly seem to forget how to breathe properly and properly for now. Yes, I did not breathe using my nose like other normal humans, but suddenly just used my mouth.
Since last night, these signs of anxiety have been felt. Especially knowing if the room next door there is Clara who inhabits it.
I haven't seen his face in two days, just looked at his picture in my cell phone gallery. Because when pingitan, his father also forbade us to use profile photos on the short message application. I had a picture of him with me in this cell phone gallery.
And there's not just one photo. There are some other photos. The rest, more on the geleri of his phone, because he who always suddenly just took a picture without saying anything to me.
“Max!! Which igo is it?? When did the rose come? What time is it?” Again I urged Max who was installing his tie. Max just glared at me through the reflection of the mirror in front of him.
Tinctong!
Suddenly the bell on the door rang, I immediately stood up to open. With my breath still falling I puffed carelessly. What would it feel like to get married?
“Daddyyyy!!” icel shouted as soon as the door opened. He ran to Max happily. Maybe he misses his daddy because last night Max didn't come home, but he accompanied me here.
“Clara is still in her room, right?” ask Shilla.
“Do not ask me, I do not know. 'Can't meet,” my rebuttal quickly.
Shilla and Max immediately laughed at me. “Sayang ... You don't tempt him. Ntar nervous added!”
'This pair of mothers and fathers!' my sift.
Then Shilla said that she was happy to see the expression on my face that was very stiff and nervous. I immediately turned my body, staring at my own face at the reflection of the mirror on the closet door.
'They said, my face is pale!' my mind then looks upset at myself. I can be this cool on my important day.
When the door closed automatically, it suddenly stopped, like someone was holding it. I turned around and looked over from behind the door. How surprised I was when I saw the figure of Clara's father who turned out to hold on to the door.
I immediately pulled the knob back and invited him in. And somehow Max and Shilla suddenly choose to get out of the room immediately by taking Iceland away.
“We'll excuse us first, we'll see you below later.” Max says goodbye and gets out of the room.
“Contact om! Jan dudup!” screeched Iceland while putting his index finger in front of his mouth while shaking his head. I giggle amusedly looking at it.
After everything was gone, I invited Clara's father to come in and sit down. She prefers to sit on a chair behind a dresser rather than sitting on a sofa beside the bed.
Then I decided to make him a cup of black coffee. Yeah, I know he likes black coffee, Clara who used to tell me all that. If he meets and relaxes first, he always tells his daily life together with his father. Because I asked him to tell me all that.
I want him to still feel lucky to have a father, even though his mother is gone. Because out there, there are still other children who even lost both parents. Then lucky me and also him, who still has in one of them. And doesn't this marriage mean we have a whole parent back? Although it still feels the difference.
“You don't have to bother making dad drink.” Clara's father refused subtly but I kept making and delivering it to her.
After she thanked him, I immediately preferred to sit on the edge of the bed, to be closer to him.
“Nak, thank you for returning the smile on Clara's face,” said she broke the silence.
I looked at him and said, “No, Dad. My own father made it so strong, I only did a little of what I could do.”
Suddenly I saw his two teary eyes while returning my gaze. “I should be thanking Dad, because Dad allowed me to have Clara. Though I know, it's only Clara that you have right now. So I've decided, also let me stay at Daddy's house, so that Clara is always close to Dad.”
He was surprised to hear my request. All was clearly visible when his forehead was adrift, hinting at a confusion. “Why stay at dad's house? Don't you already have your own home?”
“I don't want to separate Dad from Clara. Because I know what it's like to be separated from Mom. Maybe I can hold it, but with Clara? With Dad? I didn't know you guys—”
“Let Clara stay in your home. I will visit you often. Dad it's okay to split up that's just a distance apart. Provided she can learn to be a good wife for you.”
“But, Yah—”
“Tell him to be filial to you. Because from now on, he's yours. She is no longer my little daughter. I'm just here to ask you to keep making her happy. Because with the departure of his mother, father felt failed to protect him.”
There were no more words I could say to him. Because, everything he said was almost the same as what you said a few weeks ago, when I was staying at home.
I can understand what he feels, because it must not be much different from what my mother feels.
After all the drama in the chat, he finally stood up and invited me to go down to the ballroom. He did his duty to deliver his daughter to me. With enthusiasm and also with passionate longing, I asked him to go there first, because I wanted to calm down first, before doing the sacred procession.
Connect ...
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Jeng!!!
Still stubborn?😂
Okay for the wedding it looks like I will update later tonight aja yaa 🤭
Because I want to go to the salon first, want to dance, want to try some clothes to attend the party 🙄
Dresscode:
Woman pastel-colored dress, sexy charming, which wah, elegant.
Make the hijab can wear a glamorous.
You are ordinary at the wedding there will be a photo session dong yaa 😝
The man, just wear a cute tuxedo suit with dark colors, such as black or navy, let cool the cake of a rich young master or let it look handsome CEO cake 🤭
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Just one day, #salambucin
Babay ...
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