Why You Should Marry Me

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Guests one by one leave the reception venue, a simple reception, attended only by relatives and relatives, because the plan is next month the reception will be held in Malaysia.

"Aira, where's Aldi?" ask Maya.

"Mas Aldi has a mother's business, can Aira join the mother and papa come home?" ask Aira.

"By dong, let's go home now."

Aira follows Maya and Satria home first, while Heru and Tari will return home, after they are sungkeman and farewell to the Dance family.

After saying goodbye to Nova and the rest of the family, Heru and Tari prepared to go to Heru's house, where they would pass their first night.

Upon their arrival at home, Heru and Tari are greeted with a sprinkling of flowers by her in-laws, followed by other rituals as a symbol of their acceptance of Dance as a daughter-in-law.

Heru and Tari entered the house in unison, still looking tough among them.

Both put on their flat faces.

Mang ujang immediately brought a suitcase of Tari to the bridal room.

"Welcome to our house mbak Tari," said Aira friendly.

Dance nodded slowly while commenting on her sympathetic smile.

"Come by now, Aira will take her to her room," Aira took her while holding her hand to their bridal room.

Dance and Aira stepped simultaneously towards the top floor.

After arriving at Heru's room, Aira opened the door of the room and led Tari to enter.

The bridal room is so beautiful white, because it is decorated with a variety of fresh flowers all white and with green leaves, green, there are flower bouquets on the table that use white roses and daisies, as well as hanging buqets that use Lilly Casablanca flowers of various colors with the addition of baby breath, as a sweetener, it adds beauty and fragrance to the room.

Not to mention the curtains made of jasmine flowers that increasingly add to the room.

Dari looked at her around her, her eyes fixed on a pair of white swans made of white sheets.

What he saw was now a beauty and luxury that spoiled his eyes.

Dance followed Aira who was leading her to the dresser.

His heart was getting stifled as he entered the room.

"Let's sit down, let Aira help take off the accessories on the bun mbak Tari" said Aira while pulling a chair in front of her dressing table.

"Why is Tari silent? Nervous dancing mom?" Aira asked as she sat beside Tari.

"Iiya Aira, honestly I'm not ready for _" Dance paused her words with a downcast face.

Aira commented a thin smile while touching Tari's shoulder.

"What's wrong, you can't tell the same story with Aira, aren't we brothers now?"

Dari glanced at Aira, her eyes began to dew and slowly the shady netra began to stagnate clear liquid, Tari closed her eyelids, and flowed the clear fur on her smooth cheeks.

"I'm not ready to be Heru's wife, I don't love her" Tari Haru said in a raucous voice.

Aira took a deep breath and blew it away.

"Aira has also felt what Tari feels today, but that's how it is, when we marry a man, then we are his, we are his, ready or unprepared we should be able to serve him and give something very valuable that we always take care of Mbak," Aira paused his words to take a deep breath and then blew it.

"Mbak Tari must be ready to serve mas Heru well, sound easy, but very difficult to do if there is no love for our partner before mbak."

" But try to learn to love Heru mas since tonight, because if mbak Tari do it with iklas, then mbak Tari will feel its own happiness " said Aira while holding tightly Tari's hand.

Dance bowed her face, she nodded weakly justifying Aira's words.

Seeing that Dance was still feeling tense, Aira hugged her for a while.

Hugging someone when we feel touched and alone, it turns out it is powerful to restore our confidence.

They removed each other's wounds a moment later

"Come on, Aira help take off her bun, karna mas Heru will soon meet mbak Tari here, and mbak Tari must look beautiful and happy when welcoming her husband" said Aira stood up, saying, while starting the activity to remove one by one the knick attached to the artificial bun.

A few moments passed, now there was only one piece of jewelry attached, the konde made of gold, pulled by Aira until the bun was removed which was attached to the head of Dance.

Dance's hair is beautiful but still leaves a spray cream that makes her hair stiff.

"It's finished mbak, now Mbak Tari bath, let Aira who prepares her sleep dress.

The nudging dance follows the directions of the whole thing, although Aira is much younger than him, but Aira is much more experienced.

Dancing to the bathroom after disarming all his clothes, now he uses a kimono from a towel.

While waiting for Tari to take a bath, Aira took the time to take a selfie in the beautiful and fragrant room.

After having a selfie with some foses, he returned to his original intention to make Tari more relaxed.

A while later Dance came out with her hair wrapped in a small towel.

Face Dance fresher even though still.there are left traces of lipstick and eyeliner and mascaranya.

Dance walked over to Aira who was sitting on her bed.

Aira tried to contact Aldi to find out where he was, after several calls, it turned out that Aldi's phone could not connect.

Seeing the Dance that came to him, Aira again kept the phone in her sling bag.

The dance sitting on the bed was not so far from Aira, although she was still feeling tense, but she felt a little fresh after taking a bath.

Aira reached out to the gift box she had left to Heru and handed it to Tari.

"This is a special gift for mbak Tari from Aira," said Aira while handing over a gift box wrapped in pink and pictured two hearts that blend.

Dance grabbed the gift from Aira, she opened it carefully.

After seeing the contents of Dari was shocked, it turned out that it contained several pairs of silk lingerie with bright colors.

Dance stretched the Lingerie into the air, her body shuddered when she saw the dress lacking the material, although not transparent but the shape is very minimal let alone the color is striking.

Aira laughed at the reaction of Dance.

"Mbak Dari only wear this one," he said pointing to a black lingerie.

"Black is sexy mbak" he said softly.

"That's right, I don't want to dress like that, especially in front of Heru mas," he said, shaking his head slowly.

"Oh mbak, it's like this women's clothes on the first night, cook mbak Dance want to wear pajamas or negligee anyway." Aira tries to convince Tari.

"Oh well, do this for the sake of your husband, which husband wouldn't be happy to see his wife look sexy?" said Aira while raising her eyebrows.

Dari was still hesitant, but again Aira tried to convince her back, she tried to brainwash Dari just as she did on her first night, hehe apparently Aira wanted to practice it, guman

"Serving the husband was worship mbak, initially sick but after that delicious uh, he added again by raising the eyebrows again.

Dari felt that what Aira said had a point, rather than continuing to avoid him mending he tried to relax to face his first night, because sooner or later he and Heru will also do it.

Dari took a deep breath and threw her "huh" grin while grabbing the nightgown from Aira's hand.

Aira smiled because she felt successful in influencing Dance.

Dance wore the lingerie and looked very fitting, she turned her body in front of the mirror, she herself smiled because she saw herself who looked very beautiful in front of the mirror.

"Well beautiful and sexy," said Aira approaching Tari.

"Waduh mbak if mbak like this ready to shake until morning, " said Aira while laughing, he closed his mouth.

"But_" the words Dance came to a halt when she heard a knock on the door.

They turned their faces towards the door.

"Ops, Aira came out first mbak, it looks like the groom is impatient, welcome to enjoy his first night mbak," said Aira while patting Tari's shoulder with a smile.

Aira passed from the front of Tari, while Netra Tari followed towards Aira walking.

Aira opened the door, she went straight out of the room, before long the sound of the door closing again.

Dance's heart skipped a beat as her ears heard the footsteps of the man's shoes slowly approaching her, the closer the voice sounded in her ears, the faster her heart beat, now that the man was right in front of her.

Dari ventured to look at the man who was now in front of him, just a glance, then he bowed his face again.

Dance bit her lower lip as the man's hand, slowly pulling her hand towards the bed.

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