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Today is the day to look forward to after a month of waiting. Not felt, time passed so quickly. In preparation for the wedding of Dzen and Pearl, they entrust to the Wedding Organizer completely, they only meet when the wedding dress fittings only.

In a best hotel room in Solo city, Pearl looks elegant with MUA work and white wedding dress, of course, the beauty is also emanated from her beautiful face.

"Dek, the groom and the ruler are ready at the table ijab qobul. You are ready" said Fatimah, the eldest sister of Mutiara whose children are all teenagers.

"Yes to mbak."

"Dek, you are very beautiful, you know, rich angel comes down from heaven" said mbak Khotimah, his second brother Pearl praised.

"What about Tim? Yes, obviously Tiara is beautiful, because she is not groomed and she is already beautiful you know" said Fatimah.

"Hehehe, yes too."

"Mbak Khotim mbak Fatim this fuck, Tiara would be embarrassed" said Mutiara.

"Ga papa is ashamed of Ra, rather than timid" said Khotimah.

Shortly after, the door was knocked, it turned out that two friends of Pearl came.

"Tiaraaa.... Uwuwu...kamu very beautiful indeed Ra." said Mila while hugging Pearl.

"Eh, ati ati dong Mil, entar and Tiara's funds are damaged, tau rasa, diomelin you will be the same makeup artist" said Nadia reminded.

"Eh, ups. sorry Tiara" said Mila.

"Yes gapapa." replied Pearl.

"Yes, this is a gift for you beautiful, from me" said Mila while giving a gift to Pearl.

"Geez, thank you" said Pearl.

"I also have something for you Ra, accepted yes" said Nadia.

"Geez, why bother you guys?" mutiara sungkan.

"Tiara, ssstttt.it's a show to start, let's be horrified" said Fatimah reminded.

They focus on the sound of the microphone from downstairs. The ijab qobuk event is about to begin, Mutiara did ask the penghulu, for the ijab qobulnya model syar'i event, with the bride position is still in the room and will only come out if it is legal to be husband and wife.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim" said Mr. Bowo.

"Brother Ahmad Zainuddin" said Mr. Bowo.

"Yes, I." replied Dzen.

"I marry you and I control you, with my daughter Pearl of the Heart bint Bowo Harjuno with mascawin money of five hundred thousand and pure gold limaratus gram paid in cash" said Mr. Bowo.

"I accept the marriage and the marriage of Mutiara Hati bint Bowo Harjuno with the mascawin paid in cash" replied Dzen loudly and with a single breath.

"How are the witnesses? Right?" ask penghulu.

"Well.." everyone present at the event said one word that changed the lives of the two names mentioned in the qobul ijab.

After saying that, Pearl was tightly embraced by her two best friends.

"Congratulations Ra" said Nadia and Mila.

"Thank you" said Pearl.

"Come deck, you must be waiting." asked Fatimah.

Mutiarapun came out of the room, then walked down the stairs, to the place where all the invited guests gathered in a room that was quite magnificent.

The pearl wears a clean white wedding dress, with a shar'i hijab hanging over her head, and a flower bando jasmine over her head to her waist. Pearl dress hangs long, helped held by his two best friends, and both hands Pearl in the second band together.

Many pairs of eyes looked at the natural beauty of a Pearl of the Heart, which would be the queen of the day for today. No exception to a man who had said the phrase ijab qobul earlier.

"MaasyaaAllah." muttered Dzen unblinkingly as he looked at the girl.

The pearl was already sitting next to Dzen, with the direction of the pengulu, the Pearl kissing Dzen's hand for the first time. An awkward feeling struck, as this was only the first time Pearl held the burly hand of a man on purpose. And Dzen's other hand held Pearl's head while saying the newlyweds' do'a. Then Dzen kissed Pearl's forehead lovingly, Pearl's eyes closed, when her forehead was kissed affectionately by her husband. It was also the first kiss from another man she got.

After that, Pearl was asked to sign the wedding papers, and they exchanged rings. Dzen wears a diamond ring on the right ring finger of Pearl and Pearl wears a silver ring on Dzen's ring finger. After that, they took pictures together with the direction of the Wedding Organizer.

At the reception, a man who was holding his heart shattered into pieces when he saw the two men sitting together in the guarantee. Her eyes were red, holding back tears from spilling.

"Mail?" call Mbak Khotim.

"Eh, um...?" Mail seemed to remember because it forgot.

"Mbak Khotim's. Tiara's machete." said Khotimah.

"Oh, yes Mr. Khotim. How are you, mbak?"

"Okay Il, how are you?" tanya mbak Khotim.

"Alhamdulillah, good too" replied the Mail.

"Oh yeah? Sure good? No more heartbreak?" ask Mbak Khotim.

"Ehm, you mean mbak?" ask Mail.

"You know what, you actually like your sister, Tiara" said Mrbak Khotim.

"Eh, um..."

"Be patient, InshaaAllah later Mail will also meet a better soul mate than Tiara" said mbak Khotim motivates.

"Thank you mbak

"Mbak stay first yes, if it is not strong, Mail just join my husband backstage. They are accompanying the children as toys" said mbak Khotimah.

"Mr..."

"Yes?"

"Mail, this nitip is for Tiara, Mail wants to leave first" said Mail while handing a small box to Mr. Khotim.

"Aren't you going to eat first, Il?" tanya Mbak Khotin who already knows the closeness of Mail with his sister since he was a child.

"That's right." replied the Mail.

"Yes, thank you Il" said Mr. Khotimah as he received the parcel from the Mail.

"Kasian also he, hem..if only you were involved olayboy Il, actually Tiara used to like you "murm mbak Khotim who was always a friend confided in his beloved sister.

On the other hand, there is a man who feels the same way as Mail. He sat alone playing his phone.

"Sister.." call someone to him. Instantly the man looked up, looking at who the person who called him, turned out to be the friend of the person he loved.

"Eh, Mila?"

"Son Joseph was alone? Not with Fahri?" ask Mila.

"Eh, not Mil, it's Fahri already the same Nadia" said Yusuf pointed to the whereabouts of his best friend who sat next to Nadia.

"Ehm, Mila, can you sit here?" ask Mila.

"Oh, yes, may be" said Joseph preparing the girl he had not long since accrued.

"Ehm, Brother."

"Yes?"

"Sister Joseph, do you like Tiara?"

"Ehm, he's my brother. My cousin" said Yusuf.

"Ehm, but... Did you ever like Yusuf Tiara?" ask Mila.

Joseph just took a deep breath and let out slowly. There was a sense of tightness in his chest when asked that by Mila.

"I'm sorry" said Mila.

"Father." answered Joseph.