A Series of Dreams
Run-out

Panic attacks everyone because of Lasmi's own actions. Kenanga, Caraka, and Sandi are forced to intervene to find the whereabouts of old women who often act out. Seruni who was already wearing a wedding dress looked uneasy waiting in the lobby. He is not calm to let his family who do not understand Jakarta roam to find the whereabouts of the mother.

“Ni.”

Amidst the fretting, Seruni was startled by Wisely's presence. The groom looks handsome in an ivory-colored suit that matches the off white dress he wears.

“Aa?” Seruni hurriedly approached.

“Why wait here?” Wisely circulated the view, people were stealing glances at them.

“Mother lost.” Seruni answered softly.

“How can it?” Wisely seemed to be clutching the flower arrangement, standing gallantly in front of her agitated-looking bride.

Seruni shook his head weakly.

“Which father?” ask Wisely again.

“Bapak, Kak Anga, and Aa Raka are searching. I don't know either. Kok, I can-can go down find rice Padang.”

Wisely dumbfounded. For a moment the man was stunned, then smiled when he realized something.

“Mother is so, ‘kan? Comein. Wait inside. Not in here. I don't want my bride to be stared at by people.” Clutching Seruni's lower back, Wisely led the girl who would soon officially become his wife to walk to the elevator.

“But, Aa ...” Seruni's voice hangs.

“Come, we are into.”

“How about Mom?” asked Seruni innocently.

“Quiet, I'll send people to look for him. Don'worry. Mother cannot be lost. Who would want to kidnap her?” Wisely chuckles. His attitude remained calm, not panicking like the one that was engulfing Seruni.

“Yakin.” Wisely nodded. “My people will find Mom. Don'worry. Soon to be found.”

The young man pulled out his cell phone from his pants pocket, then contacted his man. The order was handed down immediately, he did not want to until Seruni was confused and panicked excessively.

“Don't worry, Ni. Mom must have found.” Wisely was convincing.

“Yakin, Aa?” Panic that is controlling Seruni has not been willing to subside at all.

“Very. Don't think about it anymore. Trust me, Ni. Soon my men will bring your mother back.” Wisely grabbed Seruni's shoulders and clasped friendly.

Time makes the relationship both well-established. Peddling and opening each other's hearts is the key to their success in perfecting the matchmaking that leads to marriage. As Wisely promised, Lasmi was finally found in a mess not too far from the apartment. Not Padang rice, the old woman had to lose her beloved wallet while in a state of panic.

Jera, one word that represents Lasmi's feelings throughout the wedding. He was still in the shadows when he lost his way and forgot his way home. Holding her husband—Sandi, the old woman did not want to until the same thing repeated again. Keep sticking until nightfall at the reception.

The ballroom of a luxury hotel is transformed like a king's palace. Rosegold-themed flowers are dotted everywhere. The reception was held at a five-star hotel, in the center of the capital.

Musical lines reverberate accompanying the luxury party Wisely family. Studies from various countries seemed to fill the tables available. Invitational guests take a sip at the event venue. Not inferior to the owner of the celebration, the people who attended the wedding also appeared expensive and perfect.

Sandi and Lasmi stand at the pelaminan staring in awe at the sea of people who are happy to celebrate the wedding of their daughter's son. Appearing handsome and beautiful, both felt like a dream to be present in the middle of a rich person's event. Wearing beautiful and expensive clothes, dreams never expected to be at this point.

“Pak, it turns out this is what it feels like to be a rich man.” Lasmi whispered in her husband's ear that looked shivering. Teeth chattered, the trembling body resisting the bursts of air conditioning that led to them. A beautiful party dress cannot warm her body.

“Yes, Mom. Not long ago we married Anga to Raka with a folk party with a tap screen. Now it's the Union's turn. Time quickly passed, finally we both live to enjoy old age.” Password's hands clenched, resisting the cold that bit the bone.

“I think enough at the reception Anga alone, it turns out here also have to shiver, sir. Tomorrow-tomorrow, we have to prepare.” Lasmi complained, unable to withstand the cold attack that was tearing apart her old body.

Sandi chuckles, looking sad at her daughter who is now holding a friendly Wisely. “It's over, Mom. After this there will be no more. So just enjoy.”

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