A Series of Dreams
32. Debaran at the wedding

Arriving at the event venue, Wisely who had just gotten off the car looked dumbfounded. Still had time to see the tired Seruni lift the cloth of danger so as not to fade exposed to mud puddles.

The ball field in the middle of the village became the venue for events and receptions. Rain that flushed Bandung since morning made the grass so muddy. A stage that is used as a guarantee in the middle of the field looks beautiful. Giant-sized tents with table chairs ridden in a mess. Some members of the party committee seemed to be pacing back and forth with pants rolled knee-length. Without footwear, muddy calves. Rearranging the party venue due to chaos due to unfriendly weather.

“What's wrong, Ni?” Wisely gaped to find the terrain that must be passed.

“Ya, Aa.”

“Then, the show is there?” Wisely pointed towards the stage.

“Ya, Aa.”

“Then, I also have to go there?” Wisely shuddered to find her future father-in-law was opening her shoes and replacing them with flip-flops. Roll up the tip of the pants, get ready to wallow in the mud.

“Ya, Aa.”

“My shoes, Ni.” Wisely doesn't take it. A brand from Europe wrapping its legs must be stained because of this.

“It's okay if Aa waits in the car. I'll get you some food and snacks.” Seruni is not feeling well.

“You?”Wisely dumbfounded.

Seruni did not answer. His index point was directed at a young woman who was being carried by one of the young men through a puddle that was quite high.

“You?”

“Hmm. That's my cousin Aa. We are here everything are mostly brothers Aa.” Seruni.

“Cannot!” wisely's firm, rolled jealous.

“Hah!” Seruni surprised.

“I'm the big one.” Wisely offered herself. He did not accept when his future wife was carried by someone else even though he said he had a sibling relationship. Men are men, no matter who is near or far.

The nervousness struck, Seruni stunned. Wisely's remarks provoked a thump in the chest. Wrong behavior, he was unable to hide the orange tinge that now attacked his face.

“It's okay.” Wisely resigned, did not want to imagine his expensive shoes dyed in the mud. What can be done, he can not let Seruni be with another man.

Approaching the woman who was tidying up her rag so as not to get wet, she sighed slowly.

“Aa carrying, Ni.”Wisely had slipped both hands behind the buttocks and back of Seruni, not caring about the subtle rejection of the future wife.

“No, Aa.” Seruni was stunned, hurriedly wrapping her hands around Wisely's neck as her body floated. Shame, made him unable to string words together. Keep staring at the handsome face that was so close to her.

Lasmi looked envious, patting the husband on the shoulder.

“Pak, are you not all carried like that?” he said, putting on a hopeful face.

“If anyone wants, I'm sincerely born inner.” Sandi chuckles. “Aik angkot alone should pay double, if anyone wants to carry you .. it is amazing. Just walk, don't be spoiled. Set an example for your son and daughter-in-law, rain and storm are not obstacles for a mother to give her daughter blessing.

“But, my kebayaku will get dirty, Sir.”

Sandi shakes. “No problem. With a clean or stained kebaya, your beauty remains the same.”

Lasmi was wrong.

“Ah, Mr.” Spanking spoiled Sandi's shoulder.

“Because it makes no difference, Mom. Want to be flanked, the mother remains natural and what it is.”

“Natural beauty yes, Sir.”

Mr. Sandi smiled wryly. “Mom can reflect by yourself, no need to wait for my comment. If you can marry me who has no money, know yourself.”

Lasmi. “So I'm not pretty?” The wobble flower decoration is swinging.

“Nature and what it is, Bu.” Sandi shrieking.