Childhood Love Story's
Wrongly mention the name of the bride..

Denis opened his eyes this morning with an unusually intense palpitating feeling.

" Hufffs...Bismillahirrahmanirrahim, O Allah, do all my business..."

Denis rubbed his face slowly and began to step into the bathroom.

All the families are ready in the living room.

" Dear, let's help aunty with her clothes.." Mommy Tara and mama Neela helped wear Javanese traditional clothes on Denis.

" Bro..who is calm, why are you so tense?" Gama.

" Oh my sister, it feels like she can barely breathe.." Complain Denis.

"You quiet Den, do not think of anything, just focus on your qobul ijab.." Rayya patted Denis's shoulder which looked tense.

His face looked stiff without a smile.

" Sister is always excited about our wedding, but look at this. Brother is very tense at sister's own wedding.." Ardi.

" What do you really think Den is?" Marvel asked who was also so surprised by the look of Denis's face that was not cheerful as usual.

" Hufft.." Denis breathed slowly.

" I'm just afraid of making mistakes, I'm afraid of disappointing Natasya..." Denis said, looking down.

" To arrive today Natasha has sacrificed so much..." Further.

"Well that is.., try to calm down so as not to disappoint Natasha dear. Please calm your heart..." Mommy Tara's whisperer.

The car escorts drove out of the Al Ghifari family home to the Natasya family home.

The enormous joglo house has been decorated in such a way with decorations of yellow janur.

The more the car enters Natasha's home yard Denis' heart the less conditioned the shakes become.

"Astaghfirullah's.pah..." His mouth.

" So calm, son..." Professor Pramana kept wiping her son's back slowly. Denis is a tough guy.

His business instincts can really be thumbs up. Some important tenders he easily got, but look at it now. Denis the wise one among his best friends is now turning into a cute cute cat.

He was so nervous and misbehaved like this. I have not yet met the wife candidate.

"Let's go down, you want to get married or not?" Vino asked when he found Denis just sitting in the car when the others had gone down.

" Bentar bro..." Said Denis while wiping the cold sweat with a tisyu on the car dashboard.

"Huff...Bismillah.." Mumbled again.

Vino shook his head in surprise at this friend of his.

" You're like playboy cap lizard Den, where did your charm run when upper middle school first..." Syndicate Vino.

" Ck.., my charm has indeed worn off at this time. Facing the nomo Natasya is useless my charm..." Sahut Denis's.

" It's you!, "Vino patted Denis hard on the shoulder.

They were greeted with a variety of density events that were so foreign to those who came from Jakarta.

Until finally they have now been in one room provided for the ijab qobul event.

Denis, accompanied by Professor Pramana and the oma, sat in front of a table that was available.

Shortly Natasya accompanied by Hanum and Vera out of one of the rooms to the ijab table.

" How are you, brother?" Bisik Natasya when they were sitting together.

Natasha looks so beautiful and fresh.

"Alhamdulillah b.good..." Denis answered without looking. There was a sense of groggyness and nervousness attacking him at this moment.

Duh Natasya is very fragrant...

Not perfume, but perfume.

Duh.so not konsen me..

Dag..dug..dag...dag...

Denis' heart was pumped uncontrollably.

Her eyes slightly glanced at Natasya, but Natasya's sweet smile made her heart go crazy again.

" Can we start the show?" Ask pengghulu.

And both families nodded steadily, not with Denis.

The young man was several times seen wiping his sweaty forehead.

"Alright, the father of the bride please shake the groom's hand." Said pak penghulu.

Romo put his hand on the table. For a while the hand of the faggot just hung without being greeted by Denis, making the atmosphere a little tense.

" Focus Den, calm down...." Oma Whisper.

Quickly and slightly quivering, Denis raised his hand to shake the hand of his future in-laws.

" Are you Le..?" Ask Romo quietly full of wisdom.

" God willing Romo.." Denis replied with a nod.

" All right.let's start, please wrestling.." Said Pengulu handing time to romo.

" Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, my son Denis Pramana Putra bin Pramana. I marry and marry you to my only daughter Natasha Agil Prameswari with a set of prayers and 500g of gold paid in cash"

Romo stomped his hand firmly.

" I accept the marriage and his guardian Nirmala Anjani bin----, Astaghfirullah...."

Denis took off his hand job and immediately rubbed his face rough.

Natasya looked at him full of sadness, there was a gurgle of disappointment on her face.

Denis shook his head as he looked at Natasya.

" I'm sorry..." His whisper was slowly full of regret.

Shame..., shame that's how Denis feels today.

Similarly, friends, relatives and family from Jakarta, they look at each other full of confusion.

They had predicted all this, since Denis' morning was so chaotic, his face looked nervous and indecisive. No one knew what heavy burden Denis was bearing at the moment.

The invitations whispered to each other, questioning the name of the girl called by Denis. They even condemned Denis for his mistake in naming the bride.

But not on Natasya's father, instead he smiled a little.

" I'm sorry, forgive my son.... The name she called was my wife, meaning her late mother's name Denis..." Professor Pramana.

" Yes besan ora popo, it's normal. My son-in-law's candidate might just be groggy and nervous.to the point of mentioning his own mother's name..."

"We'll give her time to calm down.." Father Natasha said wisely.

It is clear that Romo Natasya knew that what Denis mentioned was his own mother's name. For months Natasya's family had been investigating the whole Denis family.

" Nih..., let's refocus drinking Aq*a.ha.ha .." Olok Vino who whispered in his ear by hand thrust a bottled drink at him.

" Ijab also just mispronounced the name, later tonight he was afraid to enter the wrong ha.ha..." Syndir Marvel with his laughter that was held back because Dian's pinch was so painful in his stomach.

" It's a good thing his mother's name tried if the so-called Miyabi. Die him.." The Vino insinuations that made Denis reddish from embarrassment.

" It turns out that the news I often hear is true. Our Playboy is really a playboy cap lizard boy" Now it's Rayya's turn to comment on it anyway.

Denis turned his head to look at the eyes of his friends one by one. Denis was so sad to see it all, his friends seemed happy over his suffering. His eyes whipped with Lenox's eyes.

" Why don't you worry about me?" Ask Denis to Lenox.

" I dare not, fear the quality at least that ordered Ara.." Lenox said casually.

" Substantial..." Denis is upset.

" The other reason is because of my brother Denis..." Connect Lenox with a funny grin.

" Oh yeah adek..., I am tickled I have adek lo!!" Denis threw an empty bottle at Lenox.

" You are all ungodly friends!!, only Proud to be understanding, he must be sad to see me hit by a problem like this.." Denis said fiercely.

" Who said brother?, look at this.." Ardi showed a picture of a laughing Rangga floating around on his phone screen.

" Sorry bro. I don't want to laugh on your cheers. But I also can't stop the tickle in my stomach when you mention your mama.ha.ha.ha.ha.." Rangga rubbed his wet eyes.

" Cih!! You're the same" growled Denis to Rangga on Ardi's cellphone screen who is currently still laughing.

Natasha and her best friend also laughed at Denis who was so laughable today.

" Normally the nervous rich gini horrible night loh Nat..." Vera Whisperers.

" Ihhh, you know..." Natasha is ashamed.

" REally....." Vera said again.

" No, if according to brother Dian yes.denis gini modelan this must lo who advanced first Nat..?"

" What time?" Vera.

" Tuh.baru read ijab qobul aja already groggy like that, let alone lo lo lo without clothes.fainting him.." Whisper Dian again.

" What the hell is sister Dian!!, so vulgar!!" Natasha pinched Dian's arm.

" Dihh.., sister Dian has been contaminated with brothy deh.... Bawdy.." Whisper Hana.

" Yes, too, but you should not be contaminated with Denis loh Nat nervousness, MP lo later can be messy...." Brisque Dian.

" Sir Dian's idea...." Natasha's face was red with embarrassment.