THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE

The Wedding

This morning was no different from the previous morning. The sun still greets the friendly of all the citizens of the earth, especially the region of Yogya. The birds are still heard.

However, for Azka this morning was different. The sunlight warms the heart. The chirping of birds sounds melodious seducing. The bayes? Very!

Such is the person who is waiting for the event with happiness. Azka was no exception. He only had to count the hours to make the single status disappear.

Last night the car carrying the suitcase and the shipment to Jember had departed. It is now the turn of family, relatives, and friends who are preparing to fly to Jember. The command is of course Edi.

Their faces were radiant like the sun this morning. However, there are exceptions. Salsas. The girl still seems to be holding her heart.

“Sa, sincere! You should be able to! Don't show your sad face!” whispered Mira.

Salsa nodded. He took a deep breath to remove the tightness in his chest. He was determined to be tough to face reality when he decided to come to Jember.

After breakfast together, the car that took them began to climb the road to the airport. About half an hour of time is required. Without suitcases makes the process smoother.

Relief appeared on their faces upon entering the hotel. Suitcases and delivery items have arrived first. There is still time to rest.

Ratna and Salsa lived in the same room. Their rooms were next to Edi and Mira's. In front of their room was Azka and Rio's room.

For the past two weeks, Salsa has been trying to take Azka with others. He realized that destiny could not be changed, especially the soul mate. He can be calmer even though the pain sometimes still alight.

“Sa, you are ready to watch the procession ijab kabul Mas Azka tomorrow?” ratna asked after they prayed zuhur.

“God willing, Ma'am. Salsa tried to be sincere. Mbak Ratna knows from Mbak Mira that Salsa ..”

“I know from your attitude,” sahut Ratna fast.

Salsa. His face is slightly red.

“Do not-don't Mas Azka also know,” hiss Salsa.

“Insya Allah. He was focused on the wedding. Unless tomorrow you suddenly faint when Mas Azka said kabul ijab,” Ratna said casually.

Salsa pouting. He pinched Ratna's arm slowly. Ratna just chuckled at it.

“Eh, we are looking forward to lunch together below. Yuk, down!” take Ratna while saving the newly seen device.

The moment they came out, Azka and Rio also came out. The hearts of the two girls were pounding. Both try to act ordinary.

“You want to eat, right?” ask Azka.

“Iya, Mas. Via sent a message that he and Mas Farhan were waiting. Mas Edi and Mbak Mira have also been there,” replied Ratna.

There was a subtle swish whenever Ratna saw Rio. At lunch, Ratna could not focus on the food at the table. The tail of his eyes repeatedly searched for Rio's figure.

“Ka, you don't have to go anywhere. Later that night Dad and some others went to your future-in-law's house. Nak Rio, keep Azka from wandering, yes!” said Mr. Haris.

“Why isn't Azka coming? Time is just the same Rio?” azka protest.

“Haish, you are a bride! If Javanese customs dipingit. This you are not frowned upon, but can not wander as well! Meet Meli tomorrow when it is legitimate,” replied Bu Aisyah firmly.

“Just wait a few hours, Dek. This time is not strong,” ledek Farhan.

Azka put on a pouty face. He wants to go to Meli's house.

Meanwhile, Edi appears to be talking seriously to someone over the phone. His face is a little tense.

“You guys watch it right! If necessary, add staff. I don't want to be helped. Tomorrow, there are at least 10 people escorting from close range,” said Edi.

He soon returned to storing his smart things.

“Seriously so. What's up, Mas?” ask Mira.

Edi tried to review the smile to show calmness.

“Nothing. I'm just ensuring the safety of Wijaya's extended family,” replied Edi calmly.

After lunch, they returned to their rooms. Most of them lay down to maintain stamina. However, in the room of the bride-to-be, Azka could not sleep.

“Kok me deg-degan gini, huh? I have memorized the words that need to be said. I also witnessed myself when Mas Farhan and Mas Edi got married. It's just the same as that. Tomorrow I shake Mr. Roni's hand, keep saying that sentence. After that, read the taklik sighat. Huh, why nervous,” complained Azka.

“Ya, the name is also a sacred event. It determines your fate. Tomorrow you are no longer single,” said Rio calming.

“You're like you've been,” cibir Azka.

Rio laughed out loud. He only realized that he was still single, had no experience dealing with marriage events.

“You don't want to take off your single, Rio?” ask Azka suddenly.

“Where would a normal man not want to have a partner? Am I gay? Yes want! But, you yourself know my condition,” replied Rio lethargic.

“Lho, you already have a job. So, you can support your wife later. What else?” insist Azka.

Rio looked at Azka. He took a deep breath and exhaled violently.

“Not do you know the most important marriage terms?”

“You mean?” ask Azka.

“What are you?”

“Steren code?” sahut Rio fast. (synthetic kale \= with whom)

Now replace Azka who was loud to hear Rio's words. He held his stomach.

“Seneng, yes? You laugh over jones' suffering. Want to marry, already sold,” grumbled Rio.

Azka stopped her laughter. Change the big smile adorning his lips.

“In front of our room there are those who can qualify marriage for you,” said Azka seriously.

“You mean Ratna or Salsa?”

“Ratna. If you like Salsa, that's okay. I think Ratna's better suited, better prepared. He has finished college, he has worked as well. His income in the olshop is good, lo!”

Rio's speechless. He seems to be thinking.

“Surely he wants the same poor guy like me?” rio lirih asked.

“Ratna it's not the matre girl type. He's from a simple family. Her family background is similar to Mira's. If you marry him, I suggest you behave like Mas Edi. Let him continue his work at the olshop to help you make a living, also help his family,” Azka replied.

Rio looked at Azka fixedly, looking for a joking streak on his best friend's face. However, he did not find. The seriousness and honesty that seem there.

“So, Ratna is still financing her family?”

“Help his sisters' pocket money. Parents are still complete, kok.”

Rio was silent again. He was considering Azka's speech.

“If you want, there are people ready to help,” said Azka.

“Who do you mean?”

“My sister-in-law sure.”

“To be honest I do have the same taste of Ratna. But, right now I dare not reveal. My condition is not yet possible.”

“Why not allow it yet? When it comes to economics, rizki can be sought. The important thing about the heart.” Azka advises. (as Kak Depe's novel title)

“You're right. Maybe if you are married, rizki getting smoother,” Rio murmured.

Azka smiled with relief. He patted Rio salute's shoulder. Then, he took his gawai, sent a message to someone.

Meanwhile, in Via's room and Farhan's baby Zayn just fell asleep. Via lay in the middle of the bed. Hearing the message notification, he grabbed his phone. Thin smile on her back.

“Message from whom? How to smile directly?” ask Farhan.

“Groom candidates,” Reply Via.

“What's with the kid? Whining to come to camer?” guess Farhan.

Via shakes. The smile has not disappeared.

“Not. It's about our mission. Ratna seems to have a similar taste to Mas Rio. Greetings, here. Rionya as well. Only, he still doubts economic problems.”

“That's not the main problem. God has everything. Rizki is everywhere for those who want to try.”

“Betul. That's why, Dek Azka asks for help Via launched a relationship between the two.”

“I mean Love, want to be close like Mas Edi and Mira like you planned that time?”

“Fright!” answer via short.

Farhan smiled. He did not forbid his wife.

After Maghrib, Pak Haris family group came to Meli's house. The groom-to-be certainly did not come. He remained at the hotel accompanied by Rio. Via also did not come for pity to bring Zayn night-night. He asked Ratna to accompany him. Actually, he had a hidden purpose.

The work seemed real in that house. Relatives and friends of Meli seemed busy preparing for the event tomorrow. Neighbors helped a lot.

“Wah, Mr. Haris apparently. Please sit! Please, everything.” Meli's father was so friendly to welcome his guests.

“Iya, Sir. We came to introduce ourselves to Mr. Roni's extended family. If the bride-to-be certainly does not come,” said Mr. Haris.

They gave up the prepared. Then, they sat in a chair that had been neatly arranged.

Salsa sits to the left of Mira. His eyes were staring at the place for ijab. At that moment, he accidentally caught no fixed gaze directed at him. He did not dodge, returning the gaze of a man who was standing some distance away from him.

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