
Iis and her mother walked ahead of Ridwan entering the reception building, after having consecutively filled out the list of attendees at the reception table and getting a tiny sovenir.
There are several options, there are earrings, rings, pendants, and even a bross for the hijab, all made of silver, the recipient explained when Iis and the entourage were welcome to choose a sovenir.
"It's amazing, just the covenant of silver."
Mother said amazed,
Ridwan who was standing near his mother Iis seemed to smile in a downcast face position,
Of course he understood, that indeed women have a habit of liking such things.
God made them women love beauty, love luxury, have a desire for many things, then later, when women learn religion well, practice it well, they will be able to control those many desires.
They will be able to sort out, which is good and which is bad, which is just a need and which is just a desire, and which is clear, they will be able to control themselves to get what they want, and will not demand men who are partners to give what they want in a way that is not halal.
"Which one is, which one do you want?"
Ask the mother who is confused to choose which one because everything is beautiful and beautiful.
"Which mother wants the most?"
Ask Iis,
"It's the same this same."
Mother said as she pointed at the pendant, bross and ring.
Iis so laugh amusedly,
"That's the same cross pendant, ma'am, Iis for Mom."
Iis finally said, Mother nodded in agreement,
Mother took the flower bross and the flower-shaped pendant as well.
Mother is also a lover of flowers, so no wonder if she likes accessories also from flower forms.
After Mother chose the sovenir, Iis also took Mom's hand to enter the room that has been decorated so beautifully.
Flowers are everywhere, so many guests are coming, so many are amazing.
Ridwan who after Mother and Iis left, then chose sovenir bross for Ajeng at home. While Mas Arif behind Ridwan is also the same as choosing bross.
They caught up with Iis and Mom entering the reception room.
Crackling among the guests who were chatting while queuing at some food carts.
Pelaminan looks so beautiful decorated with various flowers, there is also a small garden in front of the pelaminan stage.
The park with artificial fountains is seen to add to the beauty of Anisa and Vishnu.
Anisa who is wrapped in ash-colored kebaya looks so beautiful and graceful.
Iis and Mama walked closer to the stage, as well as Ridwan and Mas Arif.
On top of the guarantee, Anisa who was originally talking to a guest who invited her to talk after asking for a photo accidentally looked down at the stage, towards Iis and her mother who is now walking up the stairs, and also...
Anisa gasps, while there she sees Ridwan walking behind Iis and her mother Iis.
Yep...
Ridwanese...
Surely he was invited by Vishnu, Anisa should have known that, but seeing him come still makes him feel unprepared.
"Congratulations, may you have a baby soon."
Said the guest who originally spoke with Anisa and Vishnu, who was a relative of her Umi Anisa.
Anisa gasps, she nervously nods and smiles with Vishnu who guarantees a prayer.
Iis and her mother walked closer to the position of Anisa and Vishnu who are still standing because there were just a guest who congratulated.
Mother and Iis shook hands with Bibik Sundari and her husband who sat to the right of the guarantee, then only experienced Vishnu and Anisa.
Iis hugged Anisa while cipika cipiki, Anisa looks her eyes glazed.
"Congratulations Nisa, my prayers always want you to be happy Nisa."
Said Iis,
Anisa nodded her head while forcing a smile while holding back her tears from falling down.
"Everything's gonna be okay with the right guy."
Lirih Iis again while stretching her embrace.
Anisa nodded again, although this time she was unable to look at Iis's face.
Iis then rubbed Anisa's arm gently, then only then did he continue his steps to shake hands with Ma'am Faizah then next Pak Haji Syamsul.
Her mother Iis also greeted Anisa, when greeted by her mother Iis, finally Anisa could not help but cry, Her mother Iis hugged Anisa tightly, patting Iis's back gently.
Anisa sobbed, obviously she really needs a mother at this time to be able to spill all that stuck in her chest.
"Wis ayu, it's okay, it's a happy day, smile, you're this beautiful, don't cry anymore."
Lirih's mother Iis, Iis,
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