Wanitaku Great Warrior

The ijab kobul procession

The image goes into his rented house which is transformed in such a way as a charming kobul ijab place. On the floor are scattered rose petals, rose, in every corner of the house arranged a white rose flower arrangement even a table that will be worn for the signature procession of the kobul ijab did not escape with a white rose wrapped around the table and chairs.

Citra and Mr. Aslan sat in front of the pengulu father, Mr. Lukman and Zulaikha's mother sitting next to Citra. While Raditya's grandfather sat next to Lord Aslan.

The image of her caressing stomach that was beginning to bulge, She could not say a word with her marriage to Lord Aslan. Now Mr. Aslan began to shake the hand of the pengulu. Many witnesses who witnessed us getting married, the procession of kobul ijab was started.

Mr. Aslan also said loudly and clearly so that everyone in the room heard without any hesitation.

"I received his marriage and his marriage Citra Priskila Binti mr. Lukman with a dowry of one hundred million and gold of ten grams paid in cash" said Mr. Aslan loud and loud.

"Well" asked pengulu

"Well.'' everyone in the room agreed and authorized the marriage of Lord Aslan and Citra Agam and the country.

Mr. Aslan was unconcerned by the existing paradigm of his engagement to Lord Aslan himself and Lika. For him to humanity Mr. Aslan helps Lika mental healing. And for the next few days Mr. Aslan will inform all media of the cancellation of his engagement with the son of the sugar factory owner.

The image instantly wept, and kissed the hand of lord Aslan and alternated for the old man Raditya's grandfather's new image.

"Now you have a father son..."

"Mom no longer need to be afraid to hear people talk about us" Citra spoke in her small heart.

"Thank you dear"

"It has returned to my lost soul" Aslan whispered in Citra's ear.

It makes Citra more crying and haru. Make up that used to be so beautiful now flickering around because of tears. Mr. Aslan also laughed crisply at the face of his wife like that.

"Later beautiful it's gone"

"I saw your face, dear....."

"From heaven all the sky is losing to you"

"Have not cried lag" joked Mr. Aslan.

But Mr. Aslan could not stop looking at his wife's face like that. The image became upset, he got up from the chair and reflected.

"Pantesan the mas laughing did not finish jam"

"La, my face is like a gini" Citra said in front of the mirror.

How Mr. Aslan did not laugh continuously, when crying Citra continued to wipe his cheeks and eyes wearing tissue regardless of the presence of eyeliner, eyelashes, eye shadow, mascara. it became black and turned circular in the eye area like the eyes of a panda animal because too much tissue rubbed by Citra. Plus to the mixed tears, now Citra began to be able to feel what is called happiness.

All the guests have gone home, including Citra's parents and Raditya's grandfather if Lukman's father he must return to the prison because he must account for his actions on the zahra. The house was deserted, now only Mr. Aslan and Citra were alone in the rented tenement house that lined it.

After cleaning the face of the makeup that was not bad, Citra came out using a flower dress and untied her hair. The image looks more beautiful and plump because of her pregnancy. But Mr. Aslan tried to hold back his passion because the doctor told him not to do it to Citra during this one week.

On the other side...

When Lika gets word that lord Aslan is married to Citra her contents explode. All the items nearby were slammed into the floor. It made the whole house panic with Lika's actions.