The Story of an Early Marriage

The Story of an Early Marriage
Application Procession Bringing Bala



"Who is this? Who's with you!" my grandmother told my father.


I just smiled at the astonishment that came from my father's mother's mouth. He came all the way from Yogyakarta just to attend my engagement.


"Should I introduce him to you, Mother?" half-joking father said that.


"Where's Handsome Charming my engaged grandson?" ask grandma again.


"It's Handsome Charming, Mama. The man you asked"


"It can't be this handsome Charming. I know her face very well. Or what these eyes are that are too old. So that my grandson's face looks different" replied my grandmother in disbelief.


"I'm Handsome, Grandma," I finally convinced my grandmother.


"really. You are so handsome now" said my grandmother, looking at me for so long.


It seems that everyone is in this room. My mother who was busy entertaining guests is now approaching me. Just one I haven't seen, Zibran my own best friend. He seems not to be in this room. While some time more the celebration and greeting a word two will begin, then followed by a meal. Then the guests will perform dzuhur prayers in the home mosque area on the South side of the house. After the Dzuhur prayer is finished then it will be continued to group to the house of Feby Romance.


After the Dzuhur then Zibran visible presence. Looks like he's looking for my life. Good thing that Rocky was guiding her towards me and whispering to Zibran like saying something.


Zibran stared at me. It was like there was a doubt in his heart to get closer to me. I who realized the condition immediately approached him, greeted him.


"You don't recognize me anymore, Zib," I said.


Of course Zibran is being overwhelmed by astonishment as are my cousins and people who have known me before.


"You're Handsome. Am I dreaming?" he said a little.


"You heard my voice, didn't you. My voice remains the voice that was before. But my face has changed. For this is my true face" I said, convincing Zibran.


"Yes. If the voice is still familiar. But your face is too handsome. What's going on?"


"I can't tell you now, Zibran. Because we're about to head for Feby Romance's house. My future wife. I can't wait to see him" I told Zibran.


"I can't wait to see Feby's reaction to seeing your face that turns out to be so dashing, unbelievable."


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I swear in my heart I won't want to see a Handsome Face in the least when he comes to propose to me today. Although I have resigned to this engagement, but my loyalty to Senopati Adi Raka must always be maintained. No one can break my deeply imprinted love for her. Especially just for a Handsome Charming person who I think is very inappropriate to be with me. The one thing he had done back then in the BK room made me give him a slanted look. A behavior in a dream that causes life to change rapidly. I had to marry her to cover the skewed view of society on the distinguished Wibisono family.


I have been presented in the middle room of this house by my parents to obey Handsome Menawa. On the left and right sides are also lined with the fathers and mothers of RW teampat my stay. In the back position have gathered cousins from my father's side and my mother's side. They seem to have been impatient waiting for the presence of the Wibisono family his father Handsome Charming who in a few minutes will probably arrive at this house.


The MCs who hosted the application event have also been preparing to open the application event after all the groups were greeted very warmly.


"Welcome to the big family Mr. Wibisono father of Handsome Charming bride and groom with the entourage" said MC who sat not far from my position. I just ducked down and continued to duck, not looking the slightest bit towards the group. My face is also covered with a perfect veil.


I don't know what's going on. Voices full of admiration and praise suddenly fluttered in my ear just after the MC had delivered the welcome.


I still didn't look at the group. Not caring about the frenzied sound that is becoming more so. MC is no longer talking. What happened to the MC. The MC on duty was deliberately chosen by my father is the best speaker of his company. She's a 35-year-old woman who's been widowed for two years.


The frenzy that became more forced me to look towards the MC.


Only then did I realize the MC was entering the mic he was holding so he had trouble breathing. I don't know why the mic got into his mouth. It clumped so full that it couldn't make him breathe. While his eyes continued to look forward to the Wibisono family, I don't know what he saw.


Before long he convulsed because the mic was pushed deeper into his throat and collapsed to the floor. Some people hunted towards him, trying to release the mic that went into the esophagus but in vain. The MC pickled the engagement was finally on a stretcher to another room.


"What's going on, Mom," I asked my mother who suddenly approached me. Sitting next to me after helping the collapsed MC.


"Mom doesn't really know what's going on. Since the presence of Mr. Wibisono's family in this room, there seems to be a different thing," said my mother. "It looks like Mr. Wibisono's entourage is an angel. It's perfect, if a human being can't be as perfect as his face and physique" my mother replied.


I have not wanted to look towards Mr. Wibisono's family, because I do not want to see the face of Handsome Charming as I promised.


While the situation that was frenzied had begun to calm down somewhat. The new MC has been appointed by my father to replace the MC whose mouth was inserted mic earlier.This time the MC is a man. He started words representing the family to apologize for the discomfort. Then the event continued with a substitute MC mentioning the arrangement of events after events.


"Family Mr. Wibisono who brought the future bridegroom honorable please introduce yourself to us here all. Then also convey the purpose and purpose of the prospective bridegroom coming here?" the MC continues its work.


"Where is the bridegroom?" ask my mom to whisper to me.


A question that felt strange and strange to me, even though I actually wanted Handsome Charming was really not here.


 


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