
The clock is now at seven in the morning. The sunlight is starting to look high. Today looks bright. Nature seems to know, there will be a sacred event and witnessed many pairs of eyes.
Lesya's heart this time rippled faster when she began to enter one of the rooms in Liam's house. This is not a marriage on a perfect basis. But somehow his feelings became mixed. Whether happy or sad, he also does not understand the description of the taste that is owned at this time.
"Lesya, are you tense ?" Ask best friend.
"Eemm" he answered briefly by nodding briefly and trying to smile, though stiff.
"Relax, bismillah and istighfar" Denis said.
"All right, thank you. Thank you for wanting to be my friend until now" now the foam of her tears began to fill her eyeballs. It was clearly visible in those beautiful eyes. But he still held it with all his heart.
"Heey, hold your tears. Don't let her come out and ruin your beautiful makeup" Denis said as she stroked Lesya's cheek.
"Ih, what the hell is mellow" cletuk Lesya tried to neutralize her sadness.
"Yee, you started too. I'm mah B aje, wleeekkk" Denis stuck out his tongue to his best friend. He also tried to entertain himself and of course his best friend. No visa denied that he was actually sad at staying bestie married first. But he was also happy to see his best friend get married
"Hahaha," and they laughed at the same time.
Among the laughter that he sowed, neatly hidden in pain and stored so much fear.
But still trying to look tough even though his heart is fragile. Keep trying to look strong even though his mentality is parted.
*
Liam is now facing the head. Ijab qobul said with a loud voice in one breath. Witnesses were heard chanting "legitimate", a sign that the marriage was religiously legal.
Then Lesya was taken by her best friend to get out of the room to meet Liam and the ruler.
Lesya started walking towards Liam. While the approach is increasingly intense staring at the woman who is now his wife.
"Dink bro, later flickering" replied the Roy.
The spoon made her wake up and averted her eyes and face.
"Sister Lesya Maheswari, congratulations you are now legally the wife of brother Liam Rayandra. This is your wedding book. Please sign and also these letters" explained pak penghulu by presenting all their wedding files for the state archives.
Liam and Lesya began to take turns signing the marriage certificate and the dossier.
"Have you finished ?" Ask penghulu.
"It is" Liam replied.
"All right, now stand up. Sister Lesya shake your husband's hand and kiss his hand. As a sign of your devotion as a wife, starting today and so on" said the ruler.
Lesya reached out her hand and wanted to grab Liam's hand. But his hands felt stiff and trembling, hesitating to touch Liam's hands.
Without further ado Liam pulled Lesya's palm. His hands began to ache and look up waiting for Lesya to shake his hand.That hand felt Liam sweating and so cold.
His heart started to rustle when Lesya started kissing the back of Liam's hand. The lips of the woman who is now his wife touch the skin of the back of his hand. "Duh, the touch is why it makes me stiff". During the 12th she was never touched by any woman other than her mother and the little girl of her past.
The show's still going on. Although only attended by the closest family, it still looks crowded. Because all the big families attended, watched and congratulated the bride and groom.
Denis approached his best friend and was seen sitting quietly on a lap. Because the man was busy welcoming several important guests invited by his parents.
"Hi bestie" Denis's hand patted Lesya's shoulder, which was clapped and looked at her annoyed. "Bae's dream, napa ?. On a happy day should be cheerful dong" continued Denis.
"Ck, you know, you like to ngaggetin people" sibik annoyed Lesya.
"Congratulations... Ciye... Now she is Liam Rayandra ni yaa... No wonder later the life of a Lesya Maheswari has become the wife of a wealthy businessman, who is handsome and his own boss in his place of service. Hihihihiks" seduced Denis while chuckling.
"Emang eloo NGEBAYANGIN appaaa haaah" sangking his hand Lesya mentoyor his friend's forehead and emphasize his tone.
"Come,, keep the attitude, will be seen by many people noh" Denis said in an annoyed tone.
"Yes, if you talk about it".
"Inget is a wife. Must be with husband. Husband asks semalem seven times must be followed. Puuufftt" Denis chuckles.
"Damn it, basic minimum moral companions. If the intention of the cult is not to giggle. All over there using a mic, so that everyone can be horrified" ledek Lesya.
"iiiissshh" Denis flicked his lips.
*
"Hay sweet, it turns out you're here. I'm looking for you from there". said Roy, who is now standing next to Denis.
Denis was surprised and reflexively turned towards Roy. Then he turned his face and rolled his lazy eye. "He again, he again" inwardly.
"Change this person again. Though yesterday it has started well with me" Roy's mind when he saw Denis' behavior.
"Not in wine. Sambet... Roy is also handsome, tajir is also tauk. I can't imagine that you'll be called Mrs Roy. puuufffftttt" Lesya whispered into Denis' ear and held back her laughter. He reversed the words Denis had just used to ridicule him.
"Damn lu. Reply Revenge lo" Denis.
"There is no revenge if the same bestie. I'm just paying attention. hihihiks" Lesya chuckled.
While Denis has squinted his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows.
"You're beautiful today" Roy told Denis.
"hehem..ma kasih".
"Am I not beautiful ?" asked Lesya with joking intentions.
"OW... That's for sure. Unfortunately, you belong to my cousin. Haram for me teasing you brother-in-law" cletuk Roy.
"ahahaha" Roy and Lesya then chuckled with that joke. Denis looked at the two with a flick of his lips. "Both are weird" Denis said.
Denis turned around intending to leave them.
"Eh, where are you going" asked Roy, grabbing Denis' hand.
"Eat, Laper" ketus Denis.
"Okay" And then she walked in and followed Denis behind her.
"No, no need to follow" Denis said.
"Who is following. My guy is also a laper to eat" Roy said. Roy then walked first without caring about Denis who was still standing with his jutek face. While singing,
The more I pursue....
the more you get away....
never tired...
tuk...
keep running...
but I'm afraid...
fell again....
"What the hell is this guy. Pakek sing everything" muttered ketus Denis.
Almost the whole day the show was held. The guests are not much. This is a chance for big families to come together.
Now the Rayandra family home has begun to look lonely. There were only a few relatives and also some Lesya families.
"Son, mom's home. Be careful here. Take care of yourself. Follow your husband and in-laws" said Marini's mother who said goodbye will go home.
Without answering, Lesya hugged her mother tightly. Again, he had to hold back his tears. So that the mother does not feel heavy when leaving her.
Marini's mother replied by rubbing the back of the beloved princess.
Mother be careful at home" Lesya said. "Hay you're my prettiest docking, please accompany bude marini yes" said Lesya now talking to her cousin.
"Siiiaaapp miss" the cousin said. Then followed with laughter all who heard it.
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