Aunty's Matchmaker
He's Coming
After Shahuh, Mas Malik and I were on the road. We're going to the building where the wedding reception will take place.
Although our wedding has been quite a long time, but not if it is usual today the reception happened.
Inside the special room, there were already 3 people accompanying. I was told to eat first so that there was power later.
"Indeed, his clothes are heavy? The feeling of time tried yesterday, no," I said astonished at why I was told to eat.
"It is not because of Ma'am's clothes, fear fitting greetings later the same guests could not or could not eat. There is a baby Maak," explained the fairy who has begun to be busy with various makeup tools.
"Well, how did you know I was pregnant?" askaku while eating breakfast in the form of porridge.
"Mertua Mbak who did not know," he said and only I nodded.
"Don't you make-up?' I asked when they were only half an hour busy with their faces and veils.
"Mmm .. depending on Ma'am, it could be two hours or an hour and a half. Mbak while playing hp just let's not be bosen," perias advice.
Right too, than I bosen and keep asking those who make will be more and more finished makeup.
I better be busy with my mobile phone and also social media that I now very rarely open.
After waiting for almost an hour and a half, finally my makeup and wedding dress have been so.
I got up with a foot that uses flip-flops only, for fear if using hels instead fell.
The room opened and featured Mas Malik in the black suit he wore, "Ribet really, yes, wear this. Sultry me," lamented Mas Malik.
"Ck! Just a suit, am I Mas? Look at this," said I who did not want to miss complaining too.
Without us noticing that there were still fairies in the room, they laughed at our complaints.
"Bak's husband is very strange, yes. Mah Seneng people wear wedding clothes, this is even complaining of both," said one fairy and only I reply with a cry.
The event starts at 11 noon until 5 pm only, because this is just a reception not the meeting.
Mas Malik and I sat on the invited guest bench while eating the prepared dishes.
"Where's your name, huh, Mas?" I asked clingak-clinguk did not see the figure of my in-laws from earlier while putting crackers into the mouth.
"You, don't eat crackers. That, the meat let the dede be strong and pinter!" mas Malik stared at what I was eating.
"Well, this was eating meat too. Crackers just this way doang will not put anywhere Mas! So, don't be lebay!" my ketus who feels he's overrated.
"Abibah ...!" scream at a stranger his voice in my ear. I looked towards the voice, she had already run small towards me leaving her husband behind.
Luckily, there were no invited guests except for the WO and the photographer who was busy taking care of the event.
"Don't scream! Shame on dong!" I stared hard at the woman.
"But! Come on, let's just go home, baby," said Aulia sulking as she pulled her husband's hand back.
I just laughed at the woman's attitude, "Woy! Hold the cake, time is not withheld this!" aulia shouted as she stepped some distance away from our table.
"Da .. be careful, yes," I said, waving at him. He snorted in annoyance and put his foot back on my way.
"Lu, yes, how outrageous! Instead of being held captive, the minister was even let go," said Aulia and took a seat close to me.
"Have you come back from Yogyakarta?"
"Udah dong."
"Now what?"
"So wife ajalah, tired I work," he said leaning back to the chair.
"Wait for the kids?" my chirps immediately made the husbands stare at us.
"No, kids. More than one thing" Aulia said, winking at Erwin.
"Dih, so much you! No need here also tease husband mah!" my protest was embarrassed when I wasn't the one doing it.
"Biarin dong .. Her name is also a newlywed!"
"You guys are even here? That, sit on top!" mama's rebuke that suddenly appeared made me shocked.
Luckily, our meal was finished and even had the dirty dishes taken by the waiters hired by Mama.
"Tau, here, Aunt. It's really strange that this old stock newlywed," said Aulia who even followed us.
I stared intently at him with my mouth twitching like a shaman alone, walking alone with the help of Mas Malik on the throne for a few hours.
Apparently, guests have started to arrive. The MCs opened the show and the song began to play.
The photo session of the two brides finally happened by sharing a style that makes me a little tired and also the distress due to a stiff body like this dry kenebo.
Do not forget the photo with Mama and Papa too, for some reason when this photo procession happens my heart again tightened.
'Andai ... Mama and Papa are still there, you will also take photos with us here Ma. Next to Abibah and Mas Malik so happily, my mind quickly wiped away the tears.
"Why you, honey?" mama asked who knew my tears were coming down.
"Hehe, no Ma. Just keinget the same late Papa and late Mama aja," I said by again removing tears that somehow even more rapidly down.
Mama immediately hugged me and rubbed my back, "You don't feel sad Honey, they must be happy there to see you are happy here," said Mama and I replied with a nod.
After the family photo event, Mas Malik and I sat back down. We occasionally tell random things and laugh.
At last, a man came to congratulate us.
I was stunned when I saw who was in front of me at this moment, rising up by looking at the man who was already displaying his sweet smile.
The smile that used to even make me so opiate and can smile as well, I immediately lowered my gaze.
I saw his hand stretched out to Mas Malik, "Congratulations, yes, Bro. Take good care of her as much as you can keep her, protect her and don't let her down, "Sister Abil sounded so loud in my ears.
I put my head to them, "No need to be afraid of that, she's my wife. In fact, my life will be put on for her sake," explained Mas Malik no less loudly but his face displays dislike with the man in front of this.
Abil's brother nodded and released the hand link earlier, he stared at me with a faint smile.
I returned the smile as someone who had known each other. She got down from the pelaminan and left not forgetting to say hello to Aulia and her husband first.