
"Ah, Mother! Don't cry dong. Himai followed sadly as well. God willing, Mom, surely hemai often play here." It's so sad.
***
After finishing the shower. I'm wearing whatever gimmick I have. Because I don't have good clothes. After putting on the hijab and a little lipstick on my lips, there was a knock on my door.
"Yes, Mom!" I said after opening the door.
"There is, Azril boy. He said he wanted to talk to Himai first" said Mother.
"Oh, yes, Mom." I walked to the living room.
Seen Azril is still wearing a regular shirt. Was the marriage not? There's a sense of disappointment. If so thank God, if it does not mean not my soul mate. I approached Azri who was sitting in the living room chair.
"Yes, why, brother?" I asked when I was sitting in front of him.
"I came to bring you a dress and a makeup artist. I can't, too, wear clothes here?" Thank God, O Allah. I don't think it's.
"Oh, I can do it, son!" replied the newly arrived mother with a glass of hot tea.
"Yes, Himai entered his room, yes!" mother's orders.
"Mba! Please come in too!" kak Azril's orders to two salon employees.
***
I sat in front of the mirror and dimake up two of Azril's men. Slowly my face changed, my eyes, nose, cheeks. Very pretty! I myself pangling it made.
After finishing the face. My hair is covered and I wear a white headscarf. Then I put on a fancy white dress .. the dress was full of shiny beads. The price must be expensive!
After everything is done. I sat there waiting to be picked up. Because of my small, triplex-walled house, the conversation outside was so clear.
"I accept the marriage of Himeka Alisha Binti Hakim with the dowry paid in cash!"
"Well!"
"Well!"
"Well!"
There was a loud sound of the voice praying. I immediately bowed in gratitude. Thank you for the blessings of this matchless God. After giving thanks, I sat back down and heard that the door to my room was opened by someone.
"Who are you, son?" I asked her when she was in my room.
"God willing, ma'am" I replied trembling.
Good Lord! It feels really nervous. Now my status is no longer single. Now I want to see my husband .. ha! husband. Really makes my cheeks heat up.
I was already in the living room, two more steps right next to Brother Azril. Azril looked at me without blinking. Am I as beautiful as I was in the salon? As she said, "beautiful." Just remember it makes a blush.
"Sit, Son!" whispered Mother, when I was near Brother Azril.
We were given advice on marriage, then signed a letter to make a marriage book.
"Son Azril! Which ring?" ask Pak KUA to Azril.
"Ah, yes. It's!"
Brother Azril pinned a white ring in the middle of which there is a shiny jewel. Very nice! I kissed Brother Azril's hand, then Brother Azril kissed my forehead. For a moment our eyes locked onto each other .. It was like talking that you and I were legitimate! Being us.
***
After the show, I'm tired. I wanted to rest, but my neighbors were asking me questions. While standing up wanting to avoid them, I was instead pulled to sit down. If not because this dress stands for length, I have jumped from earlier.
"Himeka, where did you meet the Handsome One?"
"You teased him how?"
"Tell us dong, Himeka! How to get a cool and rich guy like him?"
"Your husband may have friends, would like to mate with my son."
Duh! Lordy! How answer? I don't have the answer at all, because everything just flows. They think I'm the one who lured Brother Azril to want to be with me. Yeah, they didn't expect. This poor and bad girl suddenly married a rich and handsome man. Obviously a question.
"Himeka! Just shut up!" knock them.
What do I have to answer? They just make me dizzy. Where's mom going? Don't you see I want his help.
"Himai! Which clup are you into? It's ordinary! A lot of bosses in the night clup" said the new neighbor.
"Ah, yes! You must be into the night clup, huh? Where else can you find a rich man if not there? Or maybe you slept with her, huh?"
"Astaghfiullah! Ma! The mouth is guarded, yes! I, though poor, will not sell my virginity. It's free for me to tell you, you won't believe it, will you?" Suddenly I shouted to those with high levels.
Make them whisper to each other. I don't know, gossip especially later spread. What matters is that I didn't do it at all. It was God who brought Azril to me.
"Bodyguard! Get them all out, hurry up!" Shouted Brother Azril.
That face. The face where I first saw it. Cold, brutal. Ready to kill the prey! Why is he angry? Did she hear these mothers while talking?
"Sister!" call me lirih.