You My Bucin's

Epilogues

"Alya! Astaghfirullah spit do not watch the anime mulu, lo it wants to be a spell why even still that ileran!!"

Time has shown at seven o'clock in the morning but the girl named Alya Maheswari is still lying on her mattress while looking seriously at her laptop screen.

"Ck, Mel, it's really fierce after all the show is ten," said Alya without staring at the interlocutor.

"Lo, do I want to marry the one who married Ilham?"

Alya jumped out of her bed and pushed Amelya out of her room.

Brakkkk

"Five minutes! Look out for my future husband!" alya shouted in her room.

Amelya never thought, why he could have a twin like Alya, and how could Ilham like an absurd girl like her twin.

"Where's Mel? Is Alya ready?" ask the mother who is suddenly behind her.

"Astaghfirullah mother ngagetin. Tuh, his son just wanted to take a bath," said Amelya.

"Ck, that kid's a habit." Dinda clucked then moved to open the door of Alya's room, but just holding the handle she stopped her intention due to a reprimand from her daughter.

"Don't bun, justin aja Alya finish the bath later if it's finished tell the makeup artist to Alya's room," said Amelya.

Dinda nods in return, and holding Amelya's shoulder makes the girl look at him ask.

"What's the matter, mother?" ask Amelya.

Dinda shook her head and replied, "mother gapapa, it just feels like you haven't been too open with mother, do you still not accept mother?"

"No, mother was wrong. I'm actually very happy to be back in this house, not being a troublemaker but a princess" said Amelya. For a moment he sighed to hold back the tightness that he knew would disappear.

"Even though you didn't know me, you hated me like I was a criminal. But all that's okay because I realized that if I was wrong, I shouldn't have ruined my own family" he continued.

Amelia looked sad. The memories of the past kept her chest tight, even though she was sure that she was at peace with her pain but why she always felt the same pain.

Her eyes opened wide as Dinda's body embraced her embrace. For a moment he recalled the warm embrace of his mother-Nirmala who at that time still loved himself like a king's daughter.

"Now that you are not alone Amel, we are here with you, there are mother, father and Alya. Sorry for letting you live with pain that would be difficult to treat" said Dinda, stroking her daughter's hair.

Amelya was silent, with tears that had not been since when she came down to make her make-up fade. Slowly he returned his embrace with a sobbing that was now sounding louder.

"Sorry mom, sorry dad, sorry Alya, because our Amel stupidity is ruined. But Amel will make sure, the future will not be destroyed again, because later will only be created happy. The happiness God promises is in sight. The spirit!"

...*****...

"I accepted the marriage and marriage of Alya Maheswari bint Aryan Hussein Nugraha with the mascawin was paid in cash."

With a single breath, Ilham made an Alya Maheswari change his status from single to his wife. Of course it made everyone happy including Erik who shouted very loudly because he was happy.

"Well!!"

"Well!! Wuu! Finally Inspiration is no longer alone!"

"Finally the lioness of marriage is also awokawok," said Resta chuckled with tears.

She sucked her snot, it felt like a dream because now her best friend has legitimately become the wife of Ilham, a man who always refused the presence of Alya but now instead made her life companion.

"Alya! Come on sun his hands!" resta shouted excitedly during the session kissing the back of the man's hand.

Alya's hand trembled when told to kiss the back of Ilham's hand, either because of nervousness or because he still did not believe that now he and Ilham were legitimate.

"Astaghfirullah Alya don't be shy of me! I'm an example of this!" ruang.

Secretly Alya cursed in her heart while looking at Resta annoyed.

"Don't be nervous, just relax" whispered Ilham.

Netra they clashed, the eyes of Ilham was always successful in making himself calm. Finally Alya's hand no longer shook, now he crucified Ilham's hand solemnly, his heart rate getting irregular due to this activity. "Ck, you know this I'm not getting married. Her deg is crazy!!" alya screamed.

Puk

The clap on his shoulder made the man turn his face to look at the perpetrator.

"Sabar bang, marriage is left sick especially you have fought desperately for him," Angga joked lightly.

Aldian looked resentfully at his sister, had he not been forced by Nadira it would have been impossible for him to come to his former wedding.

"So, isn't it?" nadira asked, she was afraid that her boyfriend would ask to break up after this.

Come on, actually he wouldn't have forced Aldian the exam to come if it hadn't been forced by his best friend Amelya. Yes, their relationship is by force from Amelya, why? Because Amelya does not want Aldian to destroy the happiness of Alya, therefore he made Aldian and Nadira soan.

"Gue gapapa kok Dir," said Aldian with a faint smile.

Nadira looked down lethargic, she felt very guilty as well as sad. Strange feelings that arise as their relationship progresses make Nadira more uncomfortable, she is afraid if only loved alone.

"Sorry, I just want you to be able to escape Alya, I know this is not easy but-"

"Gue will try to make love to you."

Nadira raised her head, she looked at Aldian in disbelief. Is this a dream?

"Aren't you trying to love me? I thought you'd end the contact-"

"Stttt-" Aldian placed his index finger on Nadira's lips to make the girl silent. "Gue won't be able to and will end this relationship, because what? Because you are my first girlfriend and I have promised to marry the girl who became my first boyfriend," he said without any lies in every word.

When Nadira's face flushed red, now he looks like a boiled crab.

"Eh, your face is red! Yuya uhuy! Finally you will be my sister-in-law" chirped Angga.

Nadira glared at the guy, he was really very upset at his girlfriend's sister, it felt like he wanted to kick Angga into the sea. Maybe Amelya used to like the strange guy, but fortunately Amelya did not become with Angga, her best friend so saved from the manhood.

"Oyy gather! The flower session is about to start!" yelled Resta using speakers.

Aldian immediately clasped Nadira's hand, inviting the girl to join in to catch the flowers who knew they could get.

"What's brother doing? Some of us do not have a marriage plan for decades, besides I also want to work first-hand"

"Ck, what a puff! Go ahead, "cut Aldian.

Nadira bent her face annoyed. "Ck, you little bitch!"

"Let's start!" serami Resta as the event leader.

"Start from three..."

"Two..."

"One!!"

Alya and Ilham threw the flower at the same time to the people ahead who were hoping to get flowers from the bride.

They searched where the person who got the flower was, until after a few minutes they finally found it and how surprised they were because the one who got it was...

"Yes, congratulations to Angga!! Hope you follow next year?" resta exclaimed with an oddity at the end of his speech.

"Woolah! I'm this single, let me dapet beginning my soul mate who's trying?"

"Again otw kayaknya," said Aldian.

"Huh? Really bang?" ask Angga with a sparkling face.

"Yes, otw is getting further away from lo hahaha...."

"Damn lo bang!"

They all laughed to see the quarrel of a pair of sister brother was no exception the bride who was sitting on her throne chair.

"I'm happy Al, you finally belong to me completely" said Ilham as he looked at his wife softly.

"I'm also happy, happy, happy!" sahut Alya with a smile.

"Thank you, you're so sorry for me,"

"No, it's not Alya who's the granddaughter of Ilham but you my bucin, Ilham. You were the first to wash me,"

"Yes yes, anyone who goes first but the point is that I can be your life partner" said Ilham.

Alya briefly kissed Ilham's lips and said, "i love you Ilham."

"I love you too Alya."

...The end's...