Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. The Part 75
A smile filled with happiness, is rising on the lips of both couples who are now standing on a guarantee.
Witnessed by thousands of pairs of eyes, today is the day of the sacred event between Nayna and Arkan, in accordance with the wishes of Arkan who wants to do a remarriage with Nayna.
Quite a lot of guests that Arkan invited in the event, as well as from the party, until the wedding held outside the room, so crowded by the visitors.
Arkan wants his wedding to be witnessed by many, a second marriage with the same person, but with a different situation.
"Congratulations, Om, Nay." Raffa approached them in his formal attire.
Arkan smiled and patted Raffa on the shoulder which is now much better than a few months ago.
"Yes thanks to Raff" said Nayna, smiling as she nodded.
"Where is your condition now?" ask Arkan who is still the same as before, salalu monitor the health development of his nephew.
"I've been getting better Om, Om no need to worry about me anymore, it's better now Om focus on him alone," kekeh Raffa pointed at Nayna with a glance in his eyes.
"Why should I, I'm fine" Nayna said innocently.
"Now still plain but—"
"There shear, do not pollute the negative aura in this happy couple," cut Ivan who suddenly shifted the position of Raffa.
Raffa rebuked the Arkan friend, because Ivan pushed him quite rudely, fortunately he did not fall.
"Om Ivan, you have to push me like that!" decak Raffa's.
"Don't call me Om, son!" cynical Ivan who does not like to be called Om is the same person who is not too far from his age, unless the one who calls him is a child, the new man will not be concerned.
"Om his best friend Om me, so what's wrong if I call him Om, yes Mbak Fara," said Raffa turned his eyes to Fara who stood behind Ivan.
"Yes," said Fara who seemed to deliberately make Ivan unhappy.
"Don't follow Yang," said Ivan, glancing cynically at his wife.
Arkan simply rolled his eyes lazily, with the insignificant debate between Raffa and Ivan it was, whereas Nayna simply smiled, feeling slightly amused by the spectacle.
"You guys, if you want to fuss all the way, don't ruin my happy day with your insignificant debate" Arkan said.
"Well, this is. People do not know themselves Raff, time again difficult and just let me just come to bribe-cuap, a happy turn even ngusir," said Ivan.
"Far, how do you feel at home the same person whose mouth lemes that, mending tuker gih the same more qualified," said Arkan with his calm face.
"God! If you say anything, you think I'm used, maen tuker-tuker aja," protested Ivan, do not accept.
"Eat it don't make a fuss" Arkan said.
"Yes, yeah. I'm just trying to melt the atmosphere, who knows there is tension between the three of you," said Ivan with origin.
He himself knew, if both Nayna wanted Raffa and Arkan, they didn't look awkward, they were both ordinary.
Actually, not only the three of them knew about it, but the three closest people to Arkan also knew about it.
"The reason, tell me your mouth is pegel if it does not riot," said Fara who had just silently heard every babble of her husband.
"Bela napa Yang, your husband, this" said Ivan looking at Fara with a slash.
"Disease Van Ih," said Fara who shuddered at the expression of her husband.
Arkan, Nayna and Raffa, were just chuckling at Ivan being ignored by Fara like that.
"Congratulations to her second marriage to Mas Arkan" Fara told Arkan.
"Yes thanks Far" said Arkan with a faint smile.
Fara shifted her body and faced Nayna, with a smile on her lips.
"Still Ma'am" said Nayna, replying to Fara's embrace.
After a few seconds of hugging, they let go of their arms.
"Congratulations Ar, finally you find your happiness, I hope this is the beginning of a part of your life," said Ivan this time has put on a serious face.
"Thank you Van, thank you for always being there for me and always being a place for me to ask for help in any case" said Arkan, who is also in serious fashion.
That's how they are, often arguing because of small things, but if it is serious then both are suitable partners.
"Yes, equally, hopefully from now on there is only happiness in your life" said Ivan sincerely.
Arkan nodded and smiled, they then hugged each other like men, they are friends who have experienced various problems in life.
Whether it's family, romance and work, but every time one of them gets into trouble, the other will be the best place to help.
"Udah Ar enough hugs him, I don't want my wife to sulk because I hug you too long," said Ivan when distancing their bodies.
Arkan flicked his lips and rolled back his lazy eyes, seeing Ivan had already returned to his initial stance.
"Yes, we've been there first, yes" said Fara to the couple.
"Yes" said Nayna, while Arkan only nodded in response.
When Ivan and Fara leave, Raffa decides to leave for Arkan and Nayna.
"Of, Nay. I'm going to Rezvan first yes" Raffa told them.
"Yes, if you're tired go rest again" Arkan said.
"Yes Om."
Raffa passed away from there, heading towards Nayna's parents who were currently together with Rezvan.
"Siang Om, Auntie," Raffa said to Winda and Ferdi.
"Siang Raf, are you well, son?" ask the Sire kindly.
"Alhamdulillah is already aunty," said Raffa who was no less friendly.
"Thank God that's it" said Winda.
"Yes Aunty, Auntie sorry, I can carry the Rezvanan for a while no," said Raffa who was impatient to hold his son.
"Well, can you?" ask Winda.
"Can Aunty" said Raffa confidently.
"Alright, it happens that Aunt is also thirsty, want to take a drink first, because Om can not replace her sling," said Winda who began to hand the baby over a month to Raffa.
Raffa accepted it with pleasure, this was the first time he could carry his son, because he could only see his son from a distance.
Smiling at the calm baby in his dream, Raffa sat himself in a chair not too far away from him.
He gently rubbed the smooth, round cheek with his big finger, slowly and carefully for fear that it might hurt Rezvan.
"You seem to love him very much." The voice from Ferdi, made Raffa slowly turn his attention to the Nayna papa.
Apparently the man who was almost half a century ago noticed Raffa's interaction with Rezvan.
"Om of course, he's the son of my Om, from childhood I've lived with my Om, so I've considered him my own sister" said Raffa smiling kindly at Ferdi.
"Oh pantesan," said Ferdi nodded in understanding.
Raffa smiled, he then looked back at his son, then turned his attention to the couple who were currently, receiving congratulations from the invited guests.