The Unconsidered Bungsu

Chapter 134 The Happy Day

" I accepted her marriage and marriage, Aira Khairunnisa bint Wahyu Sasmita with the dowry, cash ! "

While shaking hands with father, in one breath Raka said the marriage contract smoothly.

" How are the witnesses ? " ask pengghulu.

" LEGITIMATE....! " the people present in this room.

Alhamdulilbornobbil alamiin. All gave thanks because the Ijab qabul had been implemented. I kissed Raka's hand, then we also shook hands with mom and dad. Raka's parents were not present, there was only a family representative namely Mas Adi, his uncle who sold clothes in the market. As well as Mas Raka's cousin, Santi's younger brother who's a bloke, because he's on vacation. And also the uncle who lives behind the house.

In accordance with the record when registering, after the marriage contract mas Raka read the certificate or marriage agreement, then signed it. It felt good to see him reading that sentence.

" After the marriage contract, I Raka Dewantara promised with all my heart, will carry out my duties as a husband. And will concern my wife Aira Khairunnisa with the best, etc., etc. "

" His marriage book followed yes, at least a week later, "the officer said.

After greeting the KUA officers we also say goodbye. The ushers have been waiting outside the building ever since. After the marriage contract, they went out and only the bride, guardian and witness were still in the room.

" Well she's the bride out, yuk home yuk ! " excited mbak Nia and mbak Rina. Ma'am Tika did not come because she bothered with her baby. So too with Risma.

The others boarded the car, while Raka and I were also father, and Nia and Arkana boarded the delman. Just like when we left. Mas Raka was deliberately rented because the coachman delman incidentally still neighbors the village. Of course we were the center of attention because rarely there are brides who come to KUA on a delman. Arkana is also very excited.

" It's good, baby, ride a horse ! " call Nia while holding her. This baby does not want to be on my seat, ask to sit alone in front.

Not long after we finally got home. The preachers have arrived since all were asked to return home, including Mr. Joseph a witness from the village. Mbak Risma and mbak Tika serve drinks and small meals.

" Let's eat first, already prepared ! " let mom invite guests.

At the dining table has served rice along with vegetables and side dishes. Ms. Hasna and Ms. Tiya have been cooking since this morning.

" Monggo you know sir, Mom, please enjoy as much as you can," I'd like you to.

We both accompanied the guests. I got rice and side dishes for Raka mas. His cousin teased us.

" Ciyee now wants to eat something to serve" he chanted.

" Yes dong, you are single." Mas Raka replied to him.

" I'm still in college, haven't thought about going out let alone getting married, hehe ! " his cousin said he would not lose.

" Don't eat while joking around ! " my reprimand mediates them.

Mas Adi and Uncle Mas Raka just smiled.

" Aira ma'am, Raka mas, I say goodbye first. There are still many jobs in the office ! " said Mr. Joseph who suddenly approached us.

" Oh yes, have you eaten yet Mr. Joseph ? " tanya mas Raka while taking the envelope in her pocket.

" Yes, excuse me Assalamualaikum ! " he said as he walked out.

" Greetings waalaikum, thank you very much sir," Mas Raka said as he slipped the envelope.

" Together, thank you, sir" replied Joseph.

The other guests also say goodbye. There are only my brothers who are busy in the kitchen and family room, continuing their respective duties for the preparation of the celebration. I was still sitting in the living room with Mas Raka.

" You've brought a change of clothes, haven't you? " i asked to look at him.

" Already, I put it in the room right," said Mas Raka while holding my hand and kissing it.

" To yuk's room ! " he whispered, winking his eyes.

" Not good with others, ashamed of Mas," I whispered.

" Shame why, they also once felt like we do now. I'm sure you know, come on! " persuade mas Raka again while pulling my hand.

We entered the room, Raka locked the door and turned around and hugged me.

" Well, what if Mom scolds me ? Another busy time we're even in the room." I encouraged Mas Raka to let go of her embrace.

But he even tightened and supported me until he could not move. " You forgot, we just got married. Like our soap opera is the main character, time must come to work. Our job is like this, hmm. mmh.." He kissed my whole face, until nothing escaped his kiss.

" Huuuh, alright princess." Mas Raka grumbled and opened the door. We also came out.

In the living room there was no one, it seemed like they were again in the back. Tika's baby sleeps in mom's room. Arkana again played with Nino his son Bayu mas, accompanied by his grandfather on the front porch.

" I went to the porch first yes, there was a father! " said mas Raka while walking out.

" I also want to go back for light help," I said. I was looking for my brother who had no voice.

" There it all seems to be" I chanted as I entered the kitchen. Ms. Hasna and Ms. Tiya cook on the back porch, with a brick furnace.

" Eeh, bride don't go into the kitchen, pamali. Smoke later, just in the room ! " bu Tiya's reprimand teased me.

" I want to help you too, Mom," I blushed.

" No, someone helped. The bride sits in front" Hasna continued. My mother also told me to go ahead.

" There accompany your husband, and he is left in the kitchen. Now you are a wife, you must serve your husband. Everywhere must also ask permission of the husband," said the mother advises.

" It's just to the kitchen, Raka mas also play the same pounding in front." I'm berkilah.

" It must be because you refused to go to the room. Oh, I did it ! " came on Rina suddenly.

" Apaan the hell Ms. Rina, embarrassed that afternoon had already entered the room," I replied evasively. " Daffa why not invite Ma'am? " i'll switch the topic.

" Well he goes to school, tomorrow Saturday he's here with his papa. Chrisna is not on holiday yet." Rina's mom told me.

" Same, Stella's also a school. But coming home will be straight here." Ma'am Tika chimed.

I didn't go into the kitchen. I approached Raka mas who was chatting with father while watching the two leaks that were running around.

" Why come out, don't you help? " Mas Raka looked at me in wonder.

" The bride cannot enter the kitchen, he said. Then the smell of smoke, hehehe," I told you about Raka. He also responded with a laugh.

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After the Isya prayer and dinner mas Raka pulled me into the room. I was surprised, fortunately the others did not pay attention because they were busy with their respective affairs.

" It's still late in the afternoon Mas, in a hurry really, really," I said when I was in the room.

" It's 8 o'clock, sweetheart, said afternoon. I can't wait ! " he pushed me against the wall of the room. Both of his hands held me.

" But the others haven't slept yet" I try to buy time.

" Don't think of them, you want me to die standing up for holding something back. Look down below, there is a thrashing," Mas Raka grinned as she pointed down her stomach. There was something protruding from his pants.

He lifted my body and threw it on the bed. He bullied me and gave me no chance to talk anymore. He silenced my mouth with his mouth. His left hand held my hand, his right hand began to move into my body. I'm not dodging anymore.

Half an hour later we were both exhausted. Mas Raka kissed my forehead.

" Thank you, this is really memorable," she whispered softly.

I smiled despite withholding the subject at*********** my thigh. " But it still hurts, Mas" I said grimacing.

" The first one hurts, but the old one's good too. Instead ask you to come later, hihihi," Mas Raka mocked me.

" What the hell, you're addicted." I blushed. Mas Raka laughed amusedly.

" Hehehe, now shy. Tomorrow will offer yourself, aw aw aw. ouch ! " Kucubiti mas Raka's stomach is still wrapped in a blanket.

"Already ah, come out first yuk. Join the others. But then go on again, baby," he asked while glancing mischievously.

We immediately put on our clothes. Mas Raka came out first. After wearing the instant hijab I also went out of the room.

My brothers stared while smilingly teasing me. I pretended to be careless and followed Mas Raka to the front porch.

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Gaees first. Wait keep on going !