The Story of Clouds, Rain, and Sun

The Story of Clouds, Rain, and Sun
LX. Preparation



A SREEEK!


An employee had just opened the dressing room curtain. While Varsha seemed to be standing tensely behind it while staring at the three women sitting in front of him. She tried her first wedding dress.


“This is a model ball gown ala royal dance party. The tail of the dress is also dangling quite long,” explained the boutique employee.


The three pairs of eyes before Varsha grew. They were so fascinated by the appearance of the beautiful woman in a majestic graceful dress. It is like watching a princess from a fairyland really appear out into the real world.


Tule fabric limp wrapped Varsha's upper arm, giving a sweet accent to the off shoulder model of her dress. On the upper body, looks beautiful pearls of various sizes arranged neatly to form beautiful patterns. Makes the wearer look luxurious and expensive.


“Very beautiful, Var ..” Tessa said after waking up to her admiration.


“Iya. Beautiful once, Ndok.”


“Tante's son-in-law is indeed charming.”


Hearing her third response made Varsha blush. Two red hues instantly dyed his dimpled cheeks. The beautiful woman then turned again towards the mirror behind her, staring at the unfamiliar reflection.


Although she feels Cinderella, Varsha is still not sure she wants to get married wearing the dress. If you can be honest, actually he only wants a simple and sweet model. However, she also understands Surya's position, especially her future mother-in-law who wants a little luxury there.


Mother Tara's son is now only Surya. Plus, this was a marriage that he had long been waiting for. Therefore, Varsha also wants to give happiness to the mother of her future husband.


“It looks like the bottom is too big, huh?” mama Surya's response smiled.


He immediately knew that his future son-in-law was still unsure of the dress he was wearing. But I may feel bad to say it. For decades Ibu Tara has a career in the world of hard business, so she is quite expert and sensitive in reading someone's expression.


“Then, let's try the next dress, Kak.”


The boutique clerk then closed the dressing room curtains again. Then bring another dress for Varsha to wear. This time, he offers a beautiful mermaid dress model. Then he helped the bride to wear it.


Undeniably, the dress attached to the body of a beautiful woman is indeed very beautiful. Varsha finally showed her appearance to Tessa, Bude Woro, and Ibu Tara. Of course the three were once again stunned by the sight they had witnessed.


“Aduh, mayu ne nephew Bude.”


“OMG, this one is also really pretty, Var!!”


“You look amazing in this dress, Varsha.”


The bride-to-be once again saw her reflection in front of a large mirror. The dress wrapped her body tightly on the top to the knee, then widened like a mermaid fin on the bottom. Her shoulders and back were slightly exposed as her dress was indeed sleeveless.


“How about next we try a more traditional style?” mama Surya's proposal.


He could see that Varsha was still uncomfortable with the dress she was wearing. Possibility is a bit too ‘open’ for his taste. Although, of course, her prospective daughter-in-law looked so beautiful and charming with whatever she was wearing.


Finally, the boutique clerk again closed the dressing room curtains to give his client privacy. Then she took a new wedding dress and showed it to Varsha. Then help her put each part on the body of the beautiful woman.


A SREEEK!


The curtain in front of the bride-to-be was reopened after a while. Instantly the three support teams stood together. They all smiled and nodded their heads. Tessa and Bude Woro even shed tears that made Varsha also moved along with the two.


Mama Surya bit her lip, trying not to get carried away. His hands are now busy wiping the back of his prospective iron filled with tears and friends of his prospective daughter-in-law who sobbed great. But now it was clear, everyone was satisfied with the last choice.


“I think we have found a suitable dress,” said Ms. Tara.


“Perfect.”


***


Surya was standing in an empty room. A police officer was rummaging through his luggage and putting it in an x-ray scanner. The other officer felt his whole body to make sure he didn't have anything suspicious.


After undergoing the examination, a porter officer gave Surya a visitation card. Then he led the man into a room with an iron door. There was a table and two chairs facing each other.


“The maximum time of your visit is only 15 minutes,” explained the officer beside Surya.


The man nodded in understanding and thanked me. Then the policeman left him alone inside and stood guard outside the room. Surya pulled out one of the chairs and sat on it. Shortly after, from the other door came out a middle-aged woman accompanied by an officer.


He joined the handsome man, sitting opposite him. “It's a pleasure that my nephew has finally come to visit.”


Surya smiled knot. However, it is very difficult to interpret. Whether it is sincerity or satire. “How is Aunt Santika?”


“Life,” response woman was short.


There was a momentary silence between them until Surya finally placed a gold-colored envelope on the table. On the outside are two large letters. Initials V and S, from his name and his lover.


“I'm here just want to give you this.”


Santika's mother took the envelope and took out the contents. A beautiful and elegant invitation greeted him immediately. The woman smiled as she read the inside.


“I think I should say congratulations,”. “But what are you showing this to Auntie?”


“Are you not afraid Aunt will plan a surprise on your wedding day?”


Then the man smiled sincerely. “I hope Aunt Santika can also get that happiness.”


He stood up and prepared to leave. But before Surya reached the exit, he heard laughter from the woman. His tone was so proud and demeaning.


“You should thank me,” said Aunt Santika. “If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have spent the night with Varsha .. and have Teja.”


“Tante was the one who told the officers there to put drugs into every caravan,”


Santika's mother smiled cynically. “Tante knows that you were in a bad state at that time .. and if you see the drugs, you will definitely falter and will definitely consume them.”


“But apparently you only ingested it in small quantities, so Auntie had to do more filial work telling Raka to sabotage the brakes of your car.”


Surya let out a long sigh hearing the confession from Santika's mother. At least since the beginning of the intention to come here, he did not expect much from his aunt. The man turned his body.


“Tante was wrong about that.”


“Ya, I was wrong,” said Aunt Santika agreed. “Should've just caught your food and drink with that unclean item.”


“Not that I mean,” rebut Surya.


“I will still end up with Varsha with or without the drugs.”


The man then smiled, looking to reminisce about his time together with an innocent and sincere girl five years ago. “Me and Varsha might get happiness faster if not for Auntie ...”


Then he took a long breath back. “Goodbye Aunt Santika. I hope that at the next meeting, we can both forgive each other.”


Then Surya walked to the exit without looking back. Leaving Santika's mother speechless, until an officer came in to pick her up. Bring the woman back behind bars.


***


“How was your day, Darling?”


“I went to try on a wedding dress with Bude Woro, Tessa, and your mom.”


Surya smiled widely. He could imagine how exciting it must have been Varsha's day. Looks beautiful trying every dress and responded enthusiastically by the three women.


“How about you?”


He had of course just returned from the field where Aunt Santika was detained. However, he did not want to ruin the happy mood of his future wife. So he decided to tell Varsha next time.


“Hmm .. I visited a relative. Delivering our wedding invitation,” replied Surya.


Then there was a momentary pause in their conversation until finally Varsha asked, “Is there an answer from Dewa?”


The handsome man let out a long breath. “Not."


“But I still hope he can come to our wedding and be the best man,” Surya said.


“I'm sure he'll come.”


***


The curcol author:


Huhuhu, sorry ya up his old. You see, really ngurus wedding Varsha and Surya .. uh means the marriage of cousin hehehe


Everyone has accepted Varsha and Surya's wedding invitation, right? ;D


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