
"Front month?"
Alila looked at Dimas in disbelief. Dimas, who was asked, replied with a nod of his head.
"Yes. The wedding was according to the original plan. How's it?"
"Huh? What how is it? You make me even more confused and nervous, Dim."
Dimas laughed at Alila's behavior. He rarely laughs. Let alone laughing, smiling too he was very frugal, except to Alila.
As soon as he saw Dimas laughing, the two corners of Alila's lips lifted into a smile. She was happy to see her lover's laughter because it was a rare moment for her and for everyone.
"If you're confused, why are you smiling?"
"That's because you laughed, Dim. I'm so glad to see your laugh."
Dimas. Laughing is not easy for him. Since childhood he has been used to take seriously and focus, so everything he always met with calculation.
"Laugh often, Dim. Because I like her so much. At least do that for me."
"I'll try, Al. For your sake."
Alila and Dimas smiled together before returning to discuss about the wedding preparations.
"So where's the invitation, Al? The design has been sent to my phone, we just choose which one."
"Not to forget either, Al. There are three options, you choose right now, which one is the most suitable."
Dimas handed his phone to Alila. This weekend, they had no events going anywhere. They both have to put things first, because the wedding day is only one month away.
"The classic design, Dim. But adapted to the theme of the wedding. Let's get everything together."
"All right, you decide. I will contact the wedding organizer. The invitation list has also been submitted to the organizers. They're just waiting for the invitation design we chose."
Alila was still busy picking out some of the designs she had just seen. They have to determine quickly because the marriage is finally re-advanced according to the original plan. And that means their preparations are only four weeks from now.
For other preparations, almost everything has been held directly by the organizer to be handled and completed faster.
"Dim, let's just pick this one up. The color of the invitation is adjusted to the theme. As for the sovenir, we choose this couple, a pair of heart-shaped key chains with different colors, pink and light blue."
Alila showed the design of the invitation and the sovenir she had chosen to Dimas. The man simply nodded and smiled, then sent it to the organizers to work on immediately. Because in two weeks, the invitation should be ready to be shared.
"Dim, what are our clothes? Is it provided, or should we take care of it ourselves?"
"We'll prepare ourselves, Al. Well, now there's still time, we can go straight to the boutique."
Alila immediately went into her room to prepare. A few minutes later he had changed his clothes and was ready to go with Dimas.
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Two weeks later, Dimas and Alila were again preoccupied with the distribution of wedding invitations.
Although not all invitations are their responsibility, it still takes a few days to complete. That also some of them must be sent through courier services, to get to each destination faster.
Luckily their college friends mostly live in one city. As for friends whose homes are outside the city, they use fast delivery services, after previously they also sent photos of the invitation via messages from their mobile phones.
"Finally the responsibility of the invitation issue is done, Dim. Turns out like this the hassle of taking care of wedding preparations."
"The invitation has just been this serepot, Al. Especially if we all take care of ourselves."
Dimas rubbed Alila's head that was leaning on her shoulder. They sat together in the living room of Alila's house, after a day of touring the city delivering invitations.
"You tired, Al?"
Alila just smiled. He turned his head to look at Dimas's face.
"You're making me tired, Dim. The whole wedding preparation goes according to plan. We just have to wait for the time to come."
"Oh, what about our clothes? I forgot to think about it, Dim."
"I've called the boutique, Al. Tomorrow morning we'll go there for the last fitting."
"Thank you, Dim."
"For what?"
"You've always been there for me and have been a complement to my life."
Dimas did not answer Alila's words. He only tightened his embrace and kissed Alila's head tenderly.
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Dimas and Alila came together. But when they arrived in the building, they separated to join their respective groups.
Alila joined the brides. While Dimas mingled with the group of grooms. Everything seems so happy.
The wedding organizer has been busy here and there arranging all the preparations according to the series of events. Shortly thereafter, time had shown the time for ijab qobul to be carried out.
All who came were already sitting quietly waiting for the sacred moment that was about to take place.
The groom-to-be has sat opposite the real father of the bride, accompanied by the ruler and two witnesses. While the bride-to-be with her companion is still waiting in the other room.
"Hhhhh..!!"
Furthermore, thanksgiving continues to echo in the building, the sign of ijab qobul has been carried out smoothly and solemnly.
It is time for a legal and official couple to be reunited for the first time.
From the side, the bride came accompanied by two young women who were both beautiful. She walked slowly and gracefully towards the groom who had been standing waiting for her with a face full of smiles.
And finally, they met. A kiss on the hand that is reciprocated with a kiss on the forehead, becomes the beginning of the story of a pair of newlyweds, Sandya Putra Pradana and Nayla Kharisma Putri.
The glow of happiness is also painted on the faces of their best friends, Tama, Dimas and Alila. The three of them are part and parcel of the wedding of Sandy and Nayla today.
Dimas and Alila are asked to prepare wedding invitations and souvenirs, willing to spend a lot of their time to give the best for Sandy and Nayla.
Similarly, Tama is trusted to take care of accommodation and transportation for the entire extended family, swiftly preparing everything perfectly for his two close friends.
Their marriage accelerated or rather returned to the original plan, as Sandy got work assignments out of town over the next few months.
In order to maintain trust and because they had also been planning to get married for a long time, the two families decided to hold their wedding before Sandy left for out of town.
After completing the procession of the marriage contract and the administration and all rituals, it was time to take photos of the family and all the wedding guests, before the event turned to the wedding reception.
Dimas and Alila also Tama waiting for their turn to take pictures with the newlyweds. Tama, who does not have a partner, comes with her youngest sister, Tami. He didn't want to look even more miserable if he just came alone without someone accompanying him.
And today was Tama's first meeting with Dimas and Alila, after the five-time dinner. Even though he had been calm and full of smiles since then, in fact, at the bottom of his heart Tama still felt pain and heartbreak.
While waiting for her turn, Alila pulled Dimas' hand to take a picture in one corner of the building that had been transformed into a beautiful flower garden and filled with various colorful flowers.
"What's up, Al?"
"I want to capture our memories here. It's been a long time since we've taken a picture of the two of you, Dim."
Dimas who actually does not like to take pictures finally follow Alila's will. For her, Alila's happiness was the most for her.
Alila who was happy immediately asked for help from someone there to take photos of the two of them with various styles that Alila wanted.
After being satisfied with all the photos, Alila invited Dimas back to the near pelaminan to prepare to take pictures with Sandy and Nayla.
Tama and her sister first took pictures with the bride, then continued by Dimas and Alila who seemed to be in harmony with the clothes they ordered specifically from the boutique to attend the wedding of Sandy and Nayla.
After that, the five of them took photos together with a happy smile on the lips of the five close friends.
Getting off the stage, Dimas clasped Alila's hand tightly and took her to sit together.
"I.."
"Yes, Dim?"
"When are we getting married?"
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