WEDDING THORN

KEBAYA FOR HONEY

Asna cursed herself for being almost cursed by the angels. Really, I don't mean to refuse.

“Excuse Asna, Mas!”

“Mas has forgiven you. Smile dong!”

Arkan stood before Asna curling both corners of his lips to smile. He didn't like to see his sad woman like that.

And the day went on and the marriage of her two husbands was in sight. Nothing has changed and precisely the warmth of the household is getting tighter.

This week, Asna was right to spend time at home and greet her husband cheerfully. Simple things are always plugged in to make Arkan more comfortable at home.

There was no activity that Asna did while Arkan was at home, the time was rightly given to Arkan as well as Imel.

“Lusa your wedding day, Mas. You have to be ready,” Asna said. He was mentally prepared to take his prince to the second gate of happiness. There is nothing wrong, everything is in accordance with the portion and measure of ability.

'I'll never be ready, brother.' Arkan said in his heart. It was too soon for him and not his wish to see a third person enter in between.

“Today allow me to go to the boutique, yes, Mas. In addition, I also want to take an invitation letter.” Asna spoke softly while confirming the Arkan tie perched on the neck.

“You invited a lot of people?” Arkan doesn't know about this. In fact, the statement that if he had printed the invitation, Arkan did not have time to ask because he was lazy to discuss.

Asna. “Only the family of the bride-to-be is also a close relative. My mother and I knew it too. The day after they'll come.”

He told me what Asna had prepared. Everything does not involve Arkan, including telling his mother each.

“You tell mom, Dik?” Arkan was shocked to hear Asna's words that made his heart rumble.

“Iya, Mas, your mother is also entitled to know.” Asna answered so casually. In fact, they are obliged to know if his son will marry again.

Regardless, maybe the mother can be happy to see her son married to a woman who is much more fertile and perfect than him. That's the inner Asna who believes her mother-in-law is happy. After all, her imperfections then Asna must indeed be prepared with something like this.

Arkan held back the anger. He disagreed, not because he did not respect the mother, but the mother had hurt Asna too much because of her words. Mother always couldn't help herself.

“Shouldn't you say this to her, Dik!” Arkan let out a rough breath. Want to get out of this problem soon.

“Neither, Mas. Your mother, yes, my mother too. They have the right to know in order to pray for the marriage of his son.” Asna explained lightly. He kept thinking positively and was very confident that God would protect him.

“It's okay, Mas. Don't think too badly. I'm happy ko.”

Asna's last sentence made Arkan's heart wince. That imperfect happiness hurts so much, Arkan has to share the happiness between the two.

At that time, Arkan said goodbye to the office and Asna immediately prepared to meet Dira as his honeymoon. He has been giving her a holiday since yesterday, because before the wedding day is not allowed for prospective mantens to travel.

Arkan should be the same, but the man is very stubborn and tomorrow Asna will keep him twenty-four hours to prepare.

Half an hour passed, Asna locked the door tightly, then boarded the car and walked towards the printing press. It just so happens that the road does not take much time.

Arriving at the printing press, Asna immediately picked up the invitation letter and continued her journey to Dira's house.

“Mba Asna?” Dira frowned looking at Mba Asna who was in his house.

“How are you, Ra, okay?” Asna hugged him and remained friendly to the woman.

“As per desire Mba Asna.” Dira stretched out his hand, and could be seen if he was much better.

“Thank God, I just delivered this for you, Ra!” Asna handed the paper bag to him.

Dira frowned, seen the pile of invitations that were inside. He was stunned and did not intend to invite anyone, but somehow Mba Asna had prepared all this.

“This is my husband's second marriage, but it remains your first marriage, Ra. I am still carrying out your dream wedding. So, don't think this wedding is going to be bad,” Asna told me.

She is not that bad and will make Dira remain queen for a day. Feeling happy is like having a full husband. Asna is not selfish. He also knows which rights he should do and not.

“But, Mba shouldn't be like this.” Dira refused. He realized that only being a second wife, he also did not want to fall too much and make his heart hurt because he hoped for a lot in this marriage.

“It's appropriate that I treat like any other bride. Already, no comments, yes. Take care of your health and take care of yourself. I have one more gift for you.” Asna gave the paper bag that was still hidden by him.

Dira's getting bad. Really, he did not know and expected everything. Miris once it feels between being pitied or really sincere Mba Asna gives it all.

Dira's eyes caught the parcel that made his heart curious. He also opened and his eyes were patterned, when he saw clothes like kebaya with his favorite color.

Dira's heart thinks bad. He also took the shirt and it turned out to make Dira agape because he was amazed.

“Mba, what does this mean?” Dira held haru and asked the designer for an explanation.

He's not stupid. He knew very well what Asna had done and asked for clarity from what was in front of his eyes now.

TBC.