Beautiful Wedding Imperfect
What the hell

The cold of the night covered the body. I'mwatching. Here in the hospital that I almost understand everywhere the surgeon's room, internal medicine, orthopedics, and nerves. I faithfully waited for the fragility of Dhika's self to be slowly eroded by her determination in awakening new hope. My sharp attention was present and vanished but kept repeating in this room to comfort him from the taste of kasian.

Morning and night, before and after work. I and this attention need to be present to convince him that I am still accompanying every moment he passes without feeling inclined towards the prejudices that will make him think.

I really hope there is no end to seeing him rise still I continue to make in my every bow and this is a way to show him I do not love him alone when perfect.

“Mas, I'm off tomorrow. New year's bazaar is over. Ask brother Aga not to come here let me accompany you!” I said as I rubbed the apple on the table.

In the room that kept our love journey so deep and could not live as our hope dhika looked awake long enough without saying a word until I wondered if it was because of guilt haunting him.

I handed him a bowl of apple pieces in his hand while looking bitterly recorded on his face. Mas Dhika began to feel like he had a special world inside his head, it is no longer about the speed of the car and how to maneuver in a legal drag race let alone car modification and spend hours in the workshop only to ask this - it is this - it is related to ‘mobile racing’ at mechanic.

”Why?” my lot while fanning. January is still rainy season, but it is warm here.

Mas Dhika stabbed an apple with a fork and devoured it. He blinked his eyes while chewing.

I was patient with him for ten days here while summarizing the results of reports from the police that there were indeed indications of brake sabotage from some people who followed and watched the midnight betting drag race that night, there are already prospective suspects who are suspected as the perpetrators but the family of mas Dhika who are faced with many problems ‘uang, time, time, additional work for the cost of hospital’ chose to end business with the authorities and close the case of the accident for the sake of inner peace.

“You have no thoughts of canceling our wedding, Sha?” he asked after feeding me a piece of apple.

We looked at each other, the courage to ask like this I concluded that he had understood his current condition even with his bold attitude mas Dhika only need a moment to restore his confidence. When proposing to me first he invited me to chat first before ending up on a white sandy beach in the second floor of Jogja area.

With both sides of the family waiting first, the proposal he gave me witnessed the fading summer sun and the slow twilight wind.

The ring with the blue gem and the little gem surrounding the gold ring she pinned on my ring finger while kneeling.

“Risha... Marry yuk, boss dating me. Want more jos!” he said at that time while smiling wryly. “From SMA until graduation already enough times we separated his house. We live on the same roof yuk, in my house.”

At that time I was old and reluctant to part with the man who had accompanied me ran to the place I wanted to go straight away.

I gobbled up another piece of apple while folding both my hands on my chest.

“Four days you can go home if your condition is stable and from tomorrow you are on medical rehab and physiotherapy therapy. After that we can discuss our marriage in aborted or in undur.”

I turned my head while observing the change in his face.

“I'm not perfect anymore, Sha. Shame you must be the same way disabled men like me.”

Mas Dhika put the bowl to the table, “I want you to be happy, Sha. If gini is not possible.”

“Perhaps if you are not red.” I say anxious. “Why the hell mas so very. I didn't get married yesterday, did I?” I half whined.

“Part of you also why a big block really participate in betting everything, ah sebel..” I pursed my lips while hitting the edge of the bed.

Mas Dhika pinched my cheek slowly. “Crazy you, Sha. Love you so much with me?” with a joking tone.

“You shot me back home from school by the roadside!” sahutku. “You said you like me while giving me chocolate and chicken claw flowers that you turned away from the roadside!”

Mas Dhika smiled broadly as she pinched my cheek again.

“Still remember this smelly boy kencur, asked to date again. Haha..”

I pursed my lips while glancing at him. “So you're just kidding? Are you also just betting on your friends the smell of solar?”

“Ya...no, Sha.” Dhika let go of her laughter. “Bau solar because of the angkot ride huh?” He frowned while holding his leg in surgery. “I'm serious, if joking will not last until now right!”

My nostrils were enlarged as I snorted.

“Keep if as we cancel the wedding mas want to do? Find another girl who can accept me now? See the struggle of Risha. Can you forget me?” I said with a stronger intonation.

“No way, Sha. You're my greatest fiance despite being fierce, buset dah.” Mas Dhika rolled her eyes.

“Galak really swear. I just think of you now too. You're so good, the older the prettier, the sexier, well, I can't forget about you. I'm the only one that's not good for you.”

“I understand you are not good for me because of your association. But you're loyal, besides you're still handsome. I am not ashamed to walk with you!”

Mas Dhika pinched my chin. “Big isn't enough, Sha. Hard to get into.”

“What the hell.” I brushed off his hand while throwing my face away with blushing cheeks.

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