Destiny Gintani
Dot of Truth

Argha walked into the room. Wedding dress with a goose bird color like a special knitted fabric that conjures anyone into the goddess. The observance is endless time of the sun, also not lost accompany the evening moonlight until dawn peek morning. The long, broadened tail opened the eyes of its connoisseurs, not letting them pass without looking at the elegance of the wearer. The wedding dress became a magnet for Argha to approach.

Argha touched the shirt that felt soft in his hand. For some reason, the shirt reminded Argha of someone. This shirt will look more beautiful if you wear it, inner Argha.

"Sir, please wrap this bridal suit," Argha asked one of the waiters at the boutique.

"But, I don't like bridal wear with models like that, sister," protested Ilona.

"So, what kind of model do you want?" Argha began to be careless at Ilona's attitude.

"I want a wedding dress that is luxurious, elegant and quality. It has diamonds around it. Surely I will look more beautiful if I wear that shirt" replied Ilona.

"Yes God ... I no longer know what kind of patience to have," exasperated Argha. He then took his wallet out of his pants pocket and pulled out a black magic card. "Here, pick the clothes you like. Sister can not accompany you again, this afternoon Brother there is a meeting at the office," said Argha.

"But Brother ...."

"Ilona, please! I don't have much time anymore,"

"But I, don't I, need an opinion from Brother."

"Whatever you'll choose, Big Brother will definitely like it, okay? Now, buy it and let Brother go!"

"okay!"

The cup!

Shamelessly, Ilona kissed Argha's lips at a glance, leaving Argha glued for a while.

After Argha left. Ilona returned down the row of wedding dresses that enough to make her eyes wide.

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Djenar got off the car his father was driving. His forehead frowned slightly at the atmosphere of the house next to which there was a large building.

"Nurul Huda boarding school" murmured Djenar. "So, are you going to send me to this place?" ask Djenar, cold.

"No, Son. This is your future husband's house" replied Djenar's father.

"What's? Dad, Djenar told me Djenar didn't want to get married. Djenar school is only a year away, the time is yes Djenar had to go out without getting a High School diploma," said Djenar full of emotions.

"Based on a bad boy, who wants to marry you now, huh?" said father.

Djenar. He was just following his father's footsteps who had passed away to go towards the two-story house.

Tong! Tong!

Mr. Bayu pressed the doorbell. Shortly after, a middle-aged woman opened her door.

"Good afternoon, Ma'am!" greet Mr. Bayu to the woman.

"Good afternoon, my. Please come in!" Umi Kulsum invited her guests in.

Mr. Bayu and his son entered the living room.

"Please sit. Momentarily, I call her brother Husni first" said Umi Kulsum.

Umi Kulsum came back to call her husband. Shortly afterwards he came with a drink and some cake jars to be served to his guests. Abi Hasan walks behind Umi Kulsum.

"Assalamu'alaikum, how's Bay doing?" greet abi Hasan to his guest.

"Alhamdulillah, my good news Mas," replied Mr. Bayu.

"How is Djenar, how is the school? Smoothly?" abi Hasan asked his daughter Bayu.

"Currently" Djenar replied, briefly.

"Ah, thank goodness then" said Abi Hasan.

"Oh yes, Mas. The arrival of Bayu here, like what Bayu yesterday talked to Mas and also Mbakyu. Bayu want to leave Djenar for a few days, because Bayu has business outside the city. Incidentally, the maid at home was also on leave. So, Bayu is worried if he has to leave Djenar alone at home. That's also if Mas and Mbakyu do not mind," said Mr. Bayu.

"What the hell are you talking about, Bay. Djenar can stay here. Wouldn't this house one day be his home too?" answer abi Hasan.

Hearing that, Djenar just rolled his eyeballs, panted.

"Alhamdulillah .. apologize if troublesome, Mas, Ma'am."

"Not a hassle at all, Bay. You just calm down. Djenar is safe to stay here" replied Abi Hasan.

"Yes, Mas, Husni's brother was right. Absolutely not troublesome, it is my pleasure Djenar can vacation here. All in Jessica's company," said umi kulsum.

Abi Hasan and Umi Kulsum are very happy with the arrival of his future son-in-law who will vacation in his place. After a long conversation, finally Mr. Bayu resigned because he had to prepare for his departure tomorrow.

"Let's go to Djenar Nak, Umi's delivery to Jessi's room," asked Umi Kulsum.

With a feeling of being arrogant, Djenar also followed the invitation of Umi Kulsum.

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Tonight, the Amijaya family has dinner with the Ilona family with Hendra as their guardian. They set the date for Argha and Ilona's wedding. A small debate takes place at the time of determining the theme of the wedding.

"No, anyway I want a luxurious and magnificent wedding, Brother. So that everyone knows that I will become Madame Adisastra" Ilona said proudly.

Tuan Jaya only shook her head at the behavior of her wife and future daughter-in-law.

"But, Na .. This is the second marriage of Brother. No need for luxury, the important thing is that we are legitimate in the eyes of law and religion," said Argha who objected to the large-scale wedding

"Can't Brother. It might be the second for you, but it's still the first for me. So, I want my wedding party to be organized in a festive manner."

"Can't Na, Ka–"

"Separ Brother,"

Argha's words were cut off when Ilona's phone rang. Ilona reached into the flat object from inside her bag. Ilona's facial hair changed when she saw the name on her phone screen.

"Excuse me, I'll pick up the phone first" Ilona said. A moment later he went to the back to pick up his phone.

"Hallo!" hello ilona.

"Have you transferred the money?"

"I told you, I don't have any money."

"There are not many reasons for Ilona. Or do you want me to complain to Mr Argha?"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Take it like that. Remember Ilona, if you don't transfer the money tomorrow, then don't blame me for unloading all your secrets!"

"Don't you ever dare threaten me, rotten woman!"

"Hahahaha, who is more foul among us Ilona, me or you. We'll see, eventually it's me or you that Argha will trust!"

Tut. tut's...

"Shit!" Ilona hit the wall hard.

Meanwhile behind the corridor, Nadhifa's face flushed red hearing Ilona's conversation with someone. "I thought that woman was not a good woman" muttered Nadhifa.

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In jessica's room.

Djenar fiddled with his camera. Yes, in addition to racing, this tomboyish girl hobby is blogging. For him, exploring a place without perpetuating it feels imperfect.

From the top of the bed, Jessica watched carefully what her future sister-in-law was doing.

"You vlogger?" ask Jessica.

"Yes, you could say that" Djenar replied as he continued to clean his camera.

"Have you told a lot of stories?" ask Jessica again.

"Lumayan" replied Djenar.

"What's the channel, let me like and subscribe" said Jessica.

"I'm not post to the public. It's just a hobby" replied Djenar.

"Can I see?"

"Geez, on the laptop!"

Djenar pointed to his folding computer.

Out of curiosity, Jessica opened the laptop "Djenar, what's the file name?" ask Jessica.

"Mycam" replied Djenar.

Jessica also began to open one by one the videos in the file. Until the third video, Jessica's eyes widened perfectly.

"Nar, this video?" show Jessica.

Djenar glanced at his laptop. "Oh, that's a video I took a few months ago."

"It looks like this is a hospital?" ask Jessica again.

"Yes, it's in front of the Harapan hospital. I was delivering a friend who was in an accident during a race."

Jessica looked back at the video.

"Nar, have you edited this video?"

"Yes, Brother. I edited some. Because that time there was an accident in front of the hospital."

"Do you have the raw file?"

Djenar just stared inexplicably at Jessica.

"Sister, do you have the raw file?"

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