Bella's Script
ES A Ha, SAH!!

The second for Bella was like stopping when from behind the curtain she saw two men shaking hands in front of the ruler.

Everything was silent until then what sounded was just,

“Dub! Dubs! Dubs! Dub!”

His heart rate kept repeating the longer it got louder. The muscle clump in his chest cavity was more and more jolted when he saw Devan's serious face that was stared intently by Ozi.

The time has come, where Ozi will transfer her duties as Bella's guardian to her future husband. In a few moments Bella's responsibility will shift to Devan. Imagine that, suddenly all the muscles in Bella's body like awake and preparing. His hands clenched, growing stronger, holding on to the hands of Saras and Inca whom he never let go of.

Saras's gentle rubbing on her back did not necessarily make Bella feel calmer. His body can not be invited to compromise, maybe until the ijab qobul is finished in the speech.

Moments felt so slow to Bella. Bella swallows her saliva rough while waiting for the sentence to be vaporized Devan.

From the corner of his eyes Bella saw Saras' face that already looked sad and haru, also Inca who tried to smile at him even though he was just as tense. Bella can only be bowed while reciting the do'a-do'a taught by her brother. He only raised his gaze when a firm voice sounded.

“Devan Rama Aziz, I marry and marry you to my sister, Bella Andini Fauziah bint Fauzi, with a dowry set of prayer tools and a Van car in cash.”

“I received the marriage and marriage of Bella Andini Fauziah binti Fauzi, with the dowry paid in cash.”

“SAH?”

“SAH!!” Call on witnesses.

“Alhamdulillah..” They together give thanks.

Bella could no longer speak. One tear should escape dripping in the corner of his eyes accompanied the chant do’a led by the father of penghulu.

Bella still bowed while holding out her hands, honing the creator, agreeing that every do'a was good for her marriage.

It felt sad, sad, haru and various other feelings that Bella could not express anymore.

Saras hugged her tightly, a soft cry echoing in Bella's ear cavity.

"Alhamdulillah... Mom is very happy..." That is all that Saras shakes in between her unstoppable cries. In his kisses both cheeks and forehead Bella with full of affection.

Bella gave a small smile, with tears coming down when she saw a pair of red and wet Saras eyes staring at her full of water. The woman was still even as hiccuped as she broke her own embrace. Broken white handkerchief with lotus flower motif also shrinks her tears that do not stop dripping.

Not long after, changed Inca who hugged him. The girl was crying too.

"Happy is always Bell.... After marriage, you should be happier with someone you love." Said the Inca.

Bella nodded confidently at the words of her best friend.

In the end, it got to this point. The point is that he has to be more mature and realize that the more complicated he has to think about.

But again, adulthood is about choice. And by getting married, Bella decided to step into a stage of life that is not as simple as it used to be. Many responsibilities will be carried with a man who was rubbing his face after saying Aamiin and now stunned with a thin smile that he showed when pak penghulu teased him.

He seems happy even though his happiness may not be perfect. But perfect is about our point of view and Devan chooses to make peace with his own point of view.

“He’s great. He’s my man.” Inner Bella, while looking at Devan's face that is vaguely visible behind the curtain.

“Please bring the bride here. Looks like the bridegroom is already impatient to meet his wife.” It seemed to awaken Bella from her daydream. Sound of laughter from the family when hearing the speech of the father of penghulu.

Bella's heart rate that seemed to have stopped is now back beating.

Devan turned his head towards her, looking over the curtain impatiently waiting for Bella to come out.

As Bella's shadow emerged from behind the curtain, the man was stunned. Staring at the face of the woman who today officially became his wife. His heart rippled, for some reason the heartbeat that had originally jumped began to beat more calmly and calmly again. Like he had found an estuary where his heart should be anchored.

There was relief when he saw Bella's face that looked timidly bowed as she walked up to him.

“Masha allah cantiikk yaa.. Is this right his wife?” Mr. Penghulu patted Devan's arm and the man was stunned.

He smiled but could not hide his teary eyes holding back haru. Finally, the woman he loved officially became his.

“Betul pack.” Devan has no power to hide his happy face. His eyes were even reluctant to blink, not wanting for a single second to be missed when Bella came before him.

As Bella walks by in the damping of Saras and Inca. Devan immediately stood up to greet him. The two stood facing each other looking clumsy.

“Salim used to neng Bella with her husband. What do you want to call it, mas, ayang, my love, sweet heart or whatever please. Clearly, keep the call until you age." Joking pak penghulu like an oasis in the middle of Bella's nervousness.

"Remember, as two people who love each other, who can change only the back title, do not call dear. It's also only God can pin it.” Who would have thought the end of the sentence would be wise advice for Bella and Devan.

He could smile a little after putting on his tense face. Bella caught a glimpse of Devan looking at her with a line of smiles. Was he really that happy that his eyes were so sparkling?

Akh Bella's heart is still pauses jedug not care when staring at a pair of eagle eyes that are now dim I look at him lovingly. He feels a much different feeling between when Devan expresses his love with after ijab qobul.

If he had seen this man in the past full of admiration for his courage, this time, more than that. He felt that he had truly fallen in love with a strong and dashing figure who never imagined would be as perfect as this filling the script of his life.

Devan extended his hand. With trembling hands Bella grabbed the hand and then crucified it.

It felt like there was a fiery fireworks burst in his chest cavity, as he kissed Devan's hand for the first time.

He clumsily complied without daring to raise his face to look at Devan. Not for now, he was too trembling. And at a time like this, there are things that make Bella's feelings even more unbecoming.

“Okey, can dong change position with kiss forehead. Can you, sir?” Indra changed her request.

“Bby dong, it's already LEGIT!!” The end of the sentence Mr. Penghulu is really full of emphasis.

Akh shit, Bella can not hide the look of her red face because of the shame of being the attention of many people. The sound of laughter of happiness was clearly heard from people who numbered even less than 15.

Bella releases Devan's hand. He and Devan are confused as to what to start with.

It turns out that a director who usually directs people can be wrong when he himself has to play a role.

“Excuse me, I help yaaa,,,” Inka immediately approached, because aware his best friend died in style.

“Iya try to be helped, very tense like our bride. The voltage is high level, hahaha.” Mr. Penghulu is indeed a jagonya throw typical guyonan gapak-bapak. The adult male in the room laughed, Ozi was no exception. Anxious at the innocence and confusion of his sister.

“Tens very lo.” Slightly lowered Bella's tense shoulders and changed Bella's body position face to face, closer to Devan.

“Berisk!” Pissed Bella. Already know tense, even in the banter.

“Lo relax little, consider lo again nge-direct yourself to make a friendly scene with Bella.” The Inca prepared Devan.

“Lo know how to nyium kening?” The Inca teased herself until she chuckled.

Devan's eyes are patterned hearing the tearing of his best friend Bella.

“Paham.” Rigorously. Inka's thump helped Devan neutralize his nervousness.

He began to control himself. He approaches Bella and touches both sides of her face carefully. In a few moments he slightly subdued his tall body and then kissed Bella's forehead gently, full of feeling. Bella's eyes rounded perfectly for a while due to her shock. But then he chose to close his eyes and take pleasure in the subtle murmur that creeps through his veins.

Bella to the point of clenching her own hand held a subtle vibration that made her feelings bulge.

“Hold, hold..” Indra purposely slowed down their interaction. Some photos have been taken and he captured also in the form of video on his cellphone camera.

“Udah?” Devan asked as suddenly the people were silent.

“Already. From then on too. But we do not dare to disturb, it seems like the mas still enjoy yaaa kissing the forehead of the wife.”

“Hahahaha..” Again banyan pak pengulu make the whole room laugh.

Devan and Bella can't hide their shy faces. They pull each other's bodies a little further away. It's enough they're seduced by people all over this room.

“Okeylah kasian di godain only. Now take a picture of a wedding book. Please.” Pengghulu gave each of the marriage books in red and green on Bella and Devan.

“Look forward.” Indra.

“Dek, slide dikit, lo distance.” Ozi is directing.

“Oh, okay.” Bella shifts her body closer to Devan and still leaves a gap.

Without Bella guessing, Devan wrapped her hands around Bella's waist and pulled her closer. Bella was stunned to the point that she could only shake her marriage book while her face looked at Devan in shock.

The one in the face seemed to stand quietly meraasa win. He looked at the camera with a smile growing while showing his wedding book.

“Cekrek!” Such is the picture of the photo that later became the wallpaper of Devan's phone.

“DEEVAAANNNNN!!!!” Bella's growls are slow and full of emphasis on her husband.

Devan just smiled and continued taking photos more casually.

“From here to Bell, who started bucin.” Whisper Devan with a warm breath that hit Bella's earlobe.

“Aaarrgghhh nooo.” Bella's screams in her heart.

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