When Love Teases

159. Akad Moment

Suddenly pulled Ami with half steps running into the tent. Making Akbar gawk among the crowd dominated by mothers. Confused what to do seeing the frenzied people raise their hands asking for a sawer throw.

"Sir Akbar, ish.malah. Catch a lot of sawer money. Akbar is tall. Then make me the money. Oh, it was thrown. Ayooo.... Focus...focus!" Ami hit Akbar's arm with a bang.

"Eh, yes yes yes." Akbar just understood Ami's request. Slightly carry out the command of the centile. Hustle among the mothers who catch and collect the sawer money. Although fairly orderly, but his body must be willing to be patted-pepet mothers of the study group.

Leo laughed non-stop. Do not forget to capture with the camera, the behavior of the CEO who is a hobby urgency if in the office a lot of problems. The usual full of authority and the commanding officer was now defeated ruled by an Ami.

The sawer show is over with excitement. Ami charged the results of the saweran that Akbar held enthusiastically. Counting the pennies and folded sheets of triangles fused with the candy.

"How much, Mi?" Akbar was no less curious to see Ami who was still counting. Seru also joined mulung sawer. Cheap entertainment but made her laugh.

"The results of Kak Akbar 125 thousand. If I only get 22 grand. Hihi.lumayan. Thanks, Brother." Ami put all the money in her sling bag. He always got a little every mulung sawer. That's why I always ask for help. Zaky is always there to help him. But today her brother is again a bitch.

"Sister, tomorrow at the wedding there's another sawer. There will be more storage. Help me out again, will ya?" Follow Ami while putting on a cute face.

Akbar chuckled and felt anxious. Squeezing the tops of the teenage girl's head that always has an entertaining effect. "Tomorrow when Kak Akbar could not attend. There was work first. Most can come the night after the reception. This is just to make it instead." He took out his wallet from the back pocket of his pants. Draw two red sheets and handed them to Ami.

"Uwow, the fortune of this filthy child mah. Thanks egen, Brother. I love you too." Ami kisses Akbar's money. Wiggling his shoulders with a big smile.

Akbar chuckled with Ami's innocent manner. "Udah yes. Brother Akbar wants to see Om Krishna and Aunt Ratna first."

Ami gave a thumbs up in response. Invitational guests are lining up the buffet. He extended his neck to find Padma among the crowd. Want to fight income.

"Tante, Om, Mama and Papa can attend the event tomorrow. Just got to Jakarta later in the afternoon." Akbar said after greeting Ratna and Krishna. Her parents live in Singapore with her sister who is still in college.

"Yes Akbar, it's okay. Waiting for a big family tomorrow." Krishna represents the answer. Ratna smiled and nodded.

Akbar turned to greet Rama, Puput, and other large families. Cia was invisible because she was changing into wet clothes.

Panji approached the table of Bunda Ratih who was chatting with family from Surabaya. "Bun, can you please stop? Panji wants to talk first with Mas Akbar and Mas Leo" he said whispering in the Mother's ear.

Ratih looked up to follow the direction of Panji's view. It is true Anjar sat alone at the table on the terrace. While guests one by one began to go home with souvenir souvenirs siraman. He agreed to his son's request.

"Mas Anjar has eaten yet?" Train to pull up the chair and sit facing each other. There's a sense of awkward just sitting together like that.

Anjar reviewed a smile. "Kalo Ratih does not mind, Mas want to be taken to eat by you. Moreover, want to nemenin eat together, Mas seneng once."

Practice linking both hands at the table. Staring into the black net of her ex-husband. The aura is different between then and now. A calm and religious face. Perhaps experience has been able to teach life lessons. "Just a minute, I'll get it." He decided to obey.

Anjar stared at the back who stepped towards the already deserted buffet table. All the guests have gone home. Leave the big family who are still talking casually full of laughter. It was a moment of friendship for families coming from different cities.

Ratih came with two dinner plates accompanied by Padma and Ami who helped bring drinking water and dessert menu.

"Mothers want ice cream too, don't you?" Ask Padma.

"Mother no. Ask Dad." Ratih pointed with his chin at the man who was smiling knot watching him.

"That's enough, son. Padma did Ami eat?" Anjar answered Padma's gaze.

"It." Answer Padma and Ami in unison. Until the two girls passed away in joy.

No one spoke during the meal. Both Anjar and Ratih dissolve in each other's minds while searching the contents of the plate. A lot of narratives have been collected in the brains of both. It seems confusing where to start. Until the same time finished eating and sipping drinks together anyway.

"Ra tih." Doubtfully, Anjar said a name.

"Yes, Mum." Ratih looked at the astonished look on the face that had now turned full of rage. From then on it seemed calm.

Anjar does not speak. Only a long sigh that looked as if it was heavy to convey the intent. A moment of bowing your head with your eyes closed. Then look up again and look straight.

"Ratih, Mas is a man who once made a big mistake with you. All this time, we have been complaining about sin and wrongdoing to God. The presence of Padma became an entertainer, strength, and support that made Mas try to move to become a good human."

"And today, I shamelessly ask you. Would you give a second chance? Will you be my wife again? Can we be together again to be a family with two children, Panji and Padma?" Pungkas Anjar with a gaze full of seriousness wrapped in softness.

Ratih pursed his lips. The long words Anjar spoke were full of caution, able to stifle his chest. Stifled by the various flavors that combine. It made his whole body turn cold hot.

"Mas will only ask for this once. Will not repeat the second time because you do not want to force if your heart is not willing. Although Mas must eventually be heartbroken." Anjar rubbed his face with both palms. Waiting for up to seven minutes as Ratih remained silent, made him break out in a cold sweat.

"I have to talk to Mom first" Ratih said at last.

"What do you want to say? Anjar time nengok Mom used to ask for blessing to want to return the same to you, Ratih. Also promise me that I will never hurt you again. And I gave my blessing. Now what would Ratih talk to Mom, um?" Just the arrival of Enin made Ratih shocked. I didn't think it was behind his chair. Not alone. There are Panji, Ratna and Krishna.

"Mother....Mom surprised me." Train to stand with a pias face. Then he took his mother to sit in the chair next to him.

"If Ratih wants to talk to you, I'm asking for advice. Advice from Mom mah, have closed the old sheet. Start another new sheet. Dikira I don't know if you like to hug the picture frame Anjar while crying. You took a picture of Anjar under the bed. Still love the prestige." Say Enin relax. Not caring for the gasping Ratih and his face reddened.

"I'm accusing her of cheek-slandering why it's like a tomato." Sindir Ratna's. Make the others chuckle.

"God. Lame." Ratih drowned his face on the table with a refuted fold of his hand. He can no longer avoid. It creates laughter for those who see it.

"Mother, so what's the answer? The banner is a witness." Say the Panji with a crisp face. The mission that is being carried out seems to be reaping success.

Train back to sit upright with a face that is still blushing. He sighed and then said, "Yes."

Alhamdulillah kompak.

Anjar smiled wryly in novelty. "Ratih, how about we get married right now?"

"Eh, WHa?!" Ratih was shocked and shook his head.

"Mom agrees. Family gathering again. Let's get you married now!" Firm Enin.

"But, ma'am, you have to prepare. Later in Ciamis." Resist Ratih.

"Please calm down, coach. I'm all ready. Ustad Ali will marry you. Wali Mang haji Syarif. Mahar has been prepared by Anjar as well. The bride-to-be just sat down sweet." Krisna just spoke after being a spectator.

Ratih. "This is Cia's moment. Don't go ahead."

"I'm ridho, Auntie. Mango...Auntie same uncle first." Sahut Cia who came to join Puput and Aul. Be a lot of people around Anjar and Ratih's desk.

"This...you are really interested?" Train your eyes to everyone who surrounds them.

No one answered. Just a smiley lips. That's enough of an answer. Makes Ratih pat on the forehead.

...***...

Inside the house. In the middle room.

"Baby, which side is this?" Akbar was holding two bouquets of flowers. He mocked Rama with the call because of the smell of telon oil that emanated from the body of the future Papa. Together with Leo was asked to help prepare the place of Anjar and Ratih's contract.

"Lock it in the vase, bro. Or you hold it and don't papa. Nice." Sahut Rama who has carried a chair assisted Leo. Make Enin sit to watch the event later.

"Entar lo throw one. Once again there is a girl who catches to be your soul mate." Leo smiled smirked at Akbar.

"Nobody is single. Everyone has a side. There is also nandain. It is forbidden to be stabbed, he said." Akbar said as he carried out his task of inserting a bouquet of flowers on two vases one meter high.

Rama laughed at Jones' complaint. "My astonishment. Why don't you do some shit?" he put on a concerned face.

"Eh, errata yes. I'm not selling. Chick queues. From the Nawarin ONS to the one whose orgasms lobbied to nyokap me. I haven't found a true love." Clearly Akbar who has been selecting prospective girlfriends in his way. No one has graduated as expected.

"Brothers guanteng, said Mami is ready for a belly?" Ami came with a bad breath because he ran from outside. Breaking up the chatter of three men who were now sitting on the carpet.

Ami's arrival makes Leo widen his eyes. Switch to elbow Akbar and whisper, "Tag noh!" Akbar answered with a glance.

"Udah, Mi. Please everyone get in there." Rama.

"Ready. Just think!" Ami twisted his body and ran again outside. Without knowing if Akbar smiled faintly because he felt funny with his behavior.

The afternoon after ashar. The kabul ijab pledge is carried out by Anjar who sits next to Ratih. A beautiful gold bracelet studded with four diamonds that became a dowry, paired Padma on the wrist of the woman who was willing to become the round. The golden bracelet was chosen by Anjar as a symbol of binding four people into one whole family bond.

"Thank you, son." Practice hugging Padma with teary eyes.

"Anjar, kiss dong! It's thoyiban stuff." Curse Krishna. Gerrr everyone laughed.

Anjar gave a murderous look at Krishna who was teasing him. He felt sorry to see Ratih whose face was red as a tomato. The woman who had legitimately become his wife had just kissed his hand after being pinned by a bracelet. Suddenly groggy what to do. Even got a guy like that.

"Yes Dad, kiss Mother's forehead first." The banner also supports his Om speech.

Finally, Anjar. He stood facing off with Ratih. Start following Rama's direction.

"Uncle catch both sides of Aunt's face. Yeah, like that....." Rama acts as a style director. The photographer was ready.

"Okay, now kiss Auntie's forehead. Don't let go before you tell." Connect Rama. Of course he deliberately prank on a pair of old brides that new taste. Intentionally become a spectacle first.

Full day of course. Everyone smiled looking at the familiar portrait now in progress. Photographers capture the togetherness of one family, Anjar and Ratih and Panji and Padma in various poses with the same color of clothes.

The portrait family also takes place by flanking Enin. The only one who is still there and still healthy fit. And ended with a photo of the formation of the entire family present.

"So somebody's getting married, eating some more, right?" Chirp Ami with innocence. When preparing for photo capture. As a result, all who have put the face on action camera became amber because of laughing.