AL-THAR
#30. Beachside

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Mira never thought that a dream that even she had just dreamed of would be realized this soon. To be honest, there has been no shadow or dream in Mira's mind about her wedding someday. Counting singles years that seem endless, then the fantasies about marriage is the most distant thing that he will imagine later. Later, yes, never crossed even this time.

Well, when destiny turned out to be beautiful in that fast time, in a reality that Mira had never imagined before, she suddenly got a durian collapse. How not, the plenary package Athar in his life is indisputable.

A marriage like what Athar asked recently made Mira never intend to really think what will happen. Because what does it have to be like? The wedding reception is either at home or in the building. This is what usually happens and it is seen in plain sight.

Then when he finally watched a film showing a wedding on the beach, Mira felt suddenly a pleasant shadow if it was experienced.

The husband, aka Athar, who only heard a glimpse of Mira's murmur at the time, immediately responded to realize what was being beautifully overshadowed by Mira.

So in a short time, things that had been a glance and admiration passed through his mind, now Mira was finding that her wedding reception was held on the beach, in Bali. Just like his original speech, and Athar made it happen immediately.

"Mehong ye, your event must be in Bali all," Abay chatted while enjoying the banquet. "If not flown with your man, I can not Mir, make the condition."

"Yes, you know the story if I do not want a gini, until in Bali everything. But it was Bang Atharnar who wanted to," Mira defended herself. "My village's tenants cannot come to be" he lamented.

"Well trus?" ask Pram.

"Yes next week to come home. I'm ready to open house like a lebaran."

Abay chuckles. "Lagian, your man yes, already know his wife's friends are villagers, the lower middle class. This even makes a reception in Bali. Not much can come from the conjecture. Automatic your envelope revenue is reduced, Mimir."

"No story does not put the same envelope times," said Pram. "Athar didn't think about it, did he, Mir?"

Mira nodded. "Yes. He earned income from his high-class guests. Automatic guests dimeh I law sunah."

"Duileee, I'm a dong dime guest!" abay was half grumbling. "Oh yes, if you have a partner tajir mah gini. Bang Athar was a very low profile. He barely even saw him as a man. There he was all mysterious, cold, noble, heartless, and arrogant. But it turns out, uh it turns out, he's the sultan, Cuy!"

"Not so many times, Bay." Mira doesn't take it. "He's not that. He only tried to the maximum of the important things in his life. I'm an example of that."

"Lo dapet durian collapsed tau, Mimir." Abay clucking. "It's lucky to know you don't."

"Let's napa, Bay." this time the Escape interjected. "Let's just Mimir put on a spell after he's been picking up ashes for almost his entire life." Mira mangosteen agrees. "Kan Cinderella also got a sweet story in her life."

"But I'm not Cinderella, Put," concluded Mira. "Gue's got garlic."

"The White Brick is the local version. If the bully version is Cinderella."

"Oh yes."

"Trus is the same Soli Rizka not to date, either" Pram told Mira. "The way you want to start."

"Santuy kali, Pram. Two hours of official time plus an extra two hours at night is more than enough. We're huddling yuk tonight!" Mira begins to giggle because she has imagined how she will gather with genk in her high school days, and carve memories again after a long separation. After the reunion some time ago.

"Woi, old bride!" Abay exclaims. "Honeymoon time, not ghibah! Far from the reception to Bali is just for ghibah? The ciwi-ciwi."

"You don't want to join, don't need to be julid!"

"Please, mango .. if you want ghibah! I want to find Bule. Once someone was caught." Abay got up right away after saying so. He approached Romeo and the boys who were able to fly for the condo.

"Trus Diva don't you invite?" ask Pram curious.

"Currently, what? Make it easy."

"Good time," sambar Puput. "If I think Mira really right have invited the Dipa. Let him see how successful the shadow that used to look closer, uh now even get the trick. Let Dipa glare. Lose. I even though I have never met the person directly, already hate first just call his name doang even though."

"Yes, too" Pram agreed with Puput. "But that's also if he's willing to bother flying here isn't it?!"

Mira nodded. "Yes whatever. What matters is that I am broken. The problem is whether he wants to come or not is up to."

"Or maybe he'll be with your kite winners, Mimir?" guess Puput.

Mira shrugged her shoulders. "Of course."

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The show has been going on for an hour. Mira enjoys chatting with her guests and often Athar invites her to get acquainted with his guests, friends and relations. When finally a woman came to greet him, Mira glared as she glanced at the dress used by Sexy Mother, Nanda.

I want to tape Bang Athar's eyes so I don't look towards the thighs of girls.

"The conversation didn't take long" whispered Mira as Nanda turned to someone else for a moment. "If not, from tomorrow I will wear sexy clothes like that every day to campus."

Athar immediately pulled his hand and moved away from Nanda. Okay, Mira's heart is relieved. The name of the cat, although sholeh, but if given salted fish yes nengok. That's term.

"Just be brave," Sighed Athar after they were just the two of them.

Mira. "Yes anyan Abang .. doyan ...."

"Sshh, no. Not that, Al. I'm just being polite to him who came as my guest."

"Belse,"

"What the hell are you? Can't believe?"

Mira slicked her shoulder. He fell silent indifferently as Athar looked at him. "Are you pretty, you know?" stanley whispered near his ear.

Mira looked at the wedding dress she was currently wearing.

"Although I really want to blanket your shoulders, but, okay this once."

Mira is immune. So when Athar praised him, he was still flat-faced.

"His father lashed him," Athar persuaded him. "If we don't go straight to your room. It doesn't have to be here."

Mira knows there's no point in her getting angry about her husband's sexy guest. How else, he can only withstand the heat in the heart.

"Mir."

the voice of someone saying his name, made both himself and Athar immediately turn their heads.

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