Trapped in the Love of Brondong

36

The Sun began to show itself, its light bias gives the effect of evaporation to the dew that still hangs on the leaves. Even so, the rest of the rain throughout the night still provides cool air and cold for the body that is still covered in the room.

Her hands are already beautiful, white is the girl's choice, unlike most brides who choose Henna bright red. The bride fairies had just entered the room that had been decorated with beautiful flowers.

"Can we start now, Doc!" Say the fairy while putting some of her equipment on the dressing table surrounded by the lamp.

"Stay, Mba. I take a shower first" Dewi got up from her seat, rushed to pick up the towel draped on the towwel stand.

"Not to take a shower, Doc. Said the bride can't take a shower, it'll rain." said the fairy.

"If it rains, it rains, Mba. It has nothing to do with the bride shower. My husband's gonna pass out next to me later, if I don't shower."

"This is an age, Mba. I still believe in myths. From the eyebrows that were scraped out until now the time embroidered eyebrows still believe the same thing that is so." Goddess grouse in heart.

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"What mama said, narrowness right! still not a father, your stomach is already big, Zu." The middle-aged woman clucked in annoyance as her son's bridal shirt seemed a little tight due to the owner's weight gain.

"Still handsome, Ma. Besides cooking because of this Dewi asked for a marriage annulment, it is impossible, Ma." Zuan grinned, sure enough. His weight has increased by a few pounds. Her appetite grew even more crazier when she was already engaged to the Goddess.

Both mother and child seemed busy preparing the appearance and all other necessities for the wedding to be held this morning at the girls' residence. From starting clothes, make up, dowry hand fruit and others are ready. But the hassles do not apply to handsome men berlensa who still sit back on the sofa playing his gadget.

His flat face seemed to not care about the routine that people around him do. He was well dressed, because a few minutes ago, he had just arrived. Adzka chose to come to the hotel where her mother and sister were staying. Because there was an operation schedule last night.

"Adzka's." Fatmala mentioned her son's name. The man replied with "hm" alone without looking at the woman who called him.

"Well, where it is, has not come yet" said Fatmala again

"Look!" Soon he stopped his busyness, looked at his mother giving answers and then returned busy with his activities.

"Phone dong. Fear we are late impression, if Indah is still far away he told me to just follow, the time has already mepet about it." Excited Fatmala while wrapped around the waist of Zuan who was no longer slender. Although they are not native Sumatran but appreciate the family request from the bride is good too.

"Yes mom just call, say it to herself."

"Adzka, you don't see what mom is doing right now! This is again one child, do not move on dong. Hard mama makeinnya." grumbled Fatmala, Zuan just grin. All these years he was wearing that special cloth. If he hadn't been married, he wouldn't have worn it.

"Adzka doesn't have his phone number. It doesn't matter!" Adzka left them, went into the bathroom.

Zuan just laughed at the behavior of his sister who seemed no longer eager to live. He knew what was the cause, but he didn't want to interfere. Preparations for marriage alone take up time and mind, let alone interfere in the affairs of Adzka and their mother.

Adzka slammed the door, into the large, clean room toilet. He chose to sit on a closed toilet and continue his action playing the game. The shower attached to the wall he turned on so that he did not hear the outside commotion that was faintly heard.

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Ivory white dress with a sprinkling of pearls on the waist so fitting in the body of the girl who works as a dentist. The makeup on her face also seemed perfect, today she was transformed into a princess.

Perias bride also seemed satisfied with the results of his work, amazed to see the reflection of the face of his client reflected.

"really? may my future husband be like Ken today." his smile emanated.

"Yes, I agree. You're a beautiful doctor." A girl wearing a mask hugged him from behind.

"Congratulations on your marriage. May be the wife who becomes the coolant of the husband. Accompanying in a state of sadness and pleasure, aging together and together also in heaven" said the woman opened her mask.

"June!" the sound of the Goddess' scream was uncontrollable, so excited she saw who came to her room today.

"I'm sure you'll come." said the Goddess, her eyes began to glaze over at the slender figure before her.

"Don't cry. I don't want to be pitied. I'm fine." said Juna, he knew that Dewi must feel sorry for him for what happened between him and Adzka.

"You are very beautiful, do not stain the work of this Mba. Yakan, Mba." Juna smilingly looked at the bride fairies who were smilingly looking at them.

"Photo first yuk." Juna's flat objects are ready to capture their selfies.

Various poses were done by the two girls, the photo also filled the cell phone memory, as well as the bride and groom who switched professions to become an impromptu photographer.

"Darling, my brother is not here. Otherwise we can take three pictures. Especially if there is Adzka." said the Goddess who returned to melow

"Yes, how's Zuan. Is the wedding dress not narrow?" Juna laughed, before he went to Makassar several times he met accidentally with Zuan, the man looked different than usual, he thought.

"Haha, don't know. There's no phone yet. Let's see it later. You'll be here until the show's over, right?" ask the Goddess expectantly.

"No think? want something unwanted to happen? do you want this historic event of yours to be a second historic day for me because it will get another insult from your in-laws?" juna smiled.

"You're vengeful?"

"I'm vengeful? haha ... God willing, I do not know that nature, may God keep it away from me. Maybe I'd do the same thing if my son was close to someone I didn't like." Juna was still smiling.

"I'm sorry mom." The goddess held the hand of Juna who played her fingers.

"I've forgiven him."

The two are busy chatting exchange news and stories and everything must stop when Dewi's cousin enters and tells Zuan and his family has arrived.

"Then I'll go first. Congratulations to you again." Juna hugged Dewi once more, he put on his mask again and went out leaving Dewi and also his cousin who looked astonished.

"Oh yeah. I put the gift in front of ya." said Juna put his head again.

"You just came I'm already very happy. Thank you." said Dewi wiping her tears that dripped without being prevented.

"I'm sorry if I used to be prejudiced against you, Jun. You're really good. Mama would feel the same way if she knew you more. Whatever caste or level, all of it will be destroyed if you already know your personality." muttered the Goddess in heart. He again sat his body facing the mirror, perias also understood the meaning. He rearranged his polish which seemed to have changed a little.