Waiting At the End of Dusk

This is the first date for Andra

"Because I actually refused about this matchmaking. I'm not ready to get married. You alone, why would you want to be Sulthan's replacement?" Sita glared sharply and deeply. For some reason, his curiosity for Haris was so much greater than that of Sulthan.

"I just want to return the favor to Brother Sulthan. Because he has helped me a lot since childhood. He's my only brother" Haris said with guilt. Haris should not be honest with Sita. However, telling the truth at the beginning will be better, than Sita should know if indeed they become married.

"Oh." Sita was choked, her self-confidence vanished instantly.

So, he just wanted to return the favor. Not because I accepted sincerely. I can't wear my heart too much.

"So, I want to ask you a question, Sita." Haris started talking seriously and Sita started to respond to him.

"Please, ask." Sita is no less put on a serious face.

"If you agree to marry me, will you come with me to Australia? Because of my work and home there, it's different from Brother Sulthan who already has a branch here." That question Haris was deliberately saying now, because he wanted to know how far Sita could accept it.

Sulthan, who had just finished hanging up his phone, was intending to go inside. However, his steps came to a halt as he saw Haris and Sita having a serious conversation.

A smile rose and made his dimples visible. Sulthan then chose to leave from there.

After a long silence, Sita finally spoke up. "Sorry Haris. I can't come with you to Australia. My college is about to graduate and I have the intention to work here." There was a bit of guilt, but that was indeed Sita's determination from the beginning. Just because of this matchmaking, making the target he had planned to become vacillated.

Haris sighed softly. To be honest this was a difficult thing, not only for him but for Sita as well. Although it must be admitted, Haris is not the type of man who looks good like in front of his brother.

His life is free, yet directed. To this day, he doesn't like to be bound by anything. Let alone marriage, it was something far from his current target.

"Well, I won't tell you about it ... " Haris was a little disappointed. "I leave everything to you, honestly .. I'm not the kind of guy I look like. My advice, if you are not sure, it is better not to. Let your heart be ready by itself."

"Yes .... " His words go hand in hand with the breath that Sita exhaled. "Are you ready?" tanyanya.

"Yes, how else. Isn't this also the trust of my late parents? Ready not ready I have to accept it," said Haris who sounded resigned to Sita's ear. Little by little, that confidence was present in the hearts of the two.

"How are you sure?" Sulthan suddenly came towards them.

"Yes .." said Haris who held back his smile. While Sita smiled bitterly.

"Alright, it was in front of Brother who had spoken to Mr. Jundi. We agreed that your marriage will be held tomorrow morning," Sulthan said casually.

Haris and Sita were flabbergasted, and they exchanged glances.

"Son, isn't tomorrow just a proposal?" asked Haris who did not believe her brother's words. On the other hand, Sita only bristles.

"Why should it be so fast? why did you decide for yourself without telling us?" scowl Sita with her two eyes that began to glaze over.

"I'm sure you and Haris would have agreed. Good intentions should not be delayed?" Sulthan again only acted calm even though the two people in front of him were now inflamed.

"Sister, this is not goodwill, but coercion! I really don't end up thinking the same way Big Brother's mind." Haris' anger began to rise to the surface. Jundi and Rose approached them in the living room.

Meanwhile, everything in the guest house was still hot.

"Son Haris, if you don't want this marriage to happen. You can tell us" said Rose, who tried to calm Haris down.

Haris closed his eyes tightly. Sulthan said that this is a trust ringing in his ear. Haris opened his eyes later.

"Sir, Ma'am .. I am ready to marry Sita." Haris' words made everyone surprised, except for Sulthan who smiled when he heard it.

"Good! I hope your marriage is happy." Sulthan patted Haris on the shoulder, then said again, "Alright Mr. Jundi and Ms. Rose, then we leave. See you tomorrow on Haris and Sita's wedding day" he continued, shaking hands with Jundi and Rose as hosts. Haris did the same.

"Yes, be careful on the road." Jundi and Rose drove them to the front porch of the villa.

After they left the villa, the two hosts went inside.

*****

Not felt, the day quickly changed. This morning all the residents of the main villa and also the branch villa there are preparing to hold an event, which is nothing but a wedding.

Sita was finished in such a way as to look more pangling . He wore a set of ivory white kebaya combined with a brown batik cloth mixed with gold, and makeup and head that made him look very different.

However, the look on his face looked flat. As if it was clouding him. The day that should be a happiness for him, immediately became gray because it did not match what he wanted.

"Sita, come on out. Your future husband is waiting" said Rose, who approached him. Sita also saw Rose from the reflection of the mirror before her while nodding her head in response.

Since last night, Sita is still awake until now. His body feels hot. Luckily, she was helped by makeup. Both eye bags are perfectly covered.

Sita stood up and walked while being held by Rose out of her room. He just lowered his face.

Arriving at the living room, Sulthan and Haris looked at Sita at the same time. There was a sense of admiration in the hearts of both.

****

Twenty minutes of the event. Now, they pin the ring on each other's ring fingers. Not to forget, Haris kissed Sita's forehead and then looked at the bead of his wife's eyes.

Real beautiful. Praise Haris in his heart. Because he is still embarrassed if he has to praise directly.

After that, the families present, are welcome to enjoy the dishes that have been prepared. While the two brides, sitting in a chair in the corner of the room.

"Haris, may I call you by the name, Mas?" ask Sita shyly. Haris only answered him with a smile and also a nod of the head.

...🌹🌹🌹Bonnect🌹🌹🌹...