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Chapter 115

The day most awaited by everyone, the day that will be remembered all the time, the day that the bond of two families will be addressed. Everyone had gathered in the room, both from invited guests, business colleagues, and others, all were present in enlivening the wedding that will soon be live. 

Everyone is busy taking care of their respective work that has been shared first, without exception because everything has played its role. 

Their only hope is one, the wedding went smoothly without any obstacles. 

The queen opened her eyes slowly, looking at herself through the large mirror before her. She was so incredulous, the result of the makeup on her face made her like everyone else. She was very beautiful wearing a white kebaya, and there was a crown on her head. As the name implies, exactly like a queen who will later become queen for a day. 

"Is this really me?" The silly question asked by the Queen, still not believing herself to have turned pretty, turned her head left and right several times, to see the side that turned out to be perfect. 

The MUA smiled, she also pangling to see the Queen who was so beautiful in a white kebaya dress, and the results of his masterpiece were extraordinary. "That's thanks to you being basically very pretty, I just help you apply thin makeup." 

The Queen returned the smile of the woman who had put on her face, but could not deny if her heart was very stubborn. Thinking about many things made him very hungry, but he had not had time to say it, already seeing Aunty Adiba who entered into the room with a tray containing food in hand. Instantly the look of his face became bright, when he saw what was on the tray, the aroma that intrigued the taste when it smelled. 

"Aunty knows you're hungry, eat her soto and rice while you have a chance."

The queen wanted to devour her, but was reminded of her makeup that could wear off. He didn't want the wedding album to go wrong, because it would only happen once in a lifetime.

Adiba knitted his eyebrows together, not understanding the mindset of his nephew. "What's wrong? If you don't like it, Aunty can change the menu." 

"No .. don't" said the Queen as she bit her lower right lip while staring at a bowl of soto with warm rice, must be very delicious and dancing into the mouth. 

Adiba understands what is in the Queen's brain, glances at MUA and gives a signal code and is Alhamdulillah understood. 

"Just calm down, if the make-up wears off and I'm afraid it can be damaged." 

The queen smiled in relief, picked up a tray filled with food and thanked Adiba's aunt who had understood her wish. By smelling the distinctive aroma of soto sauce as if calling his name to execute the food and mixed with rice will increase in pleasure plus fullness. 

The queen who diverts anxiety, deg-degan, is also nervous about it with food. Another case with Bara who tried to calm down, memorize the qobul ijab and hope for a breath. 

"It's a happy day, but I'm nervous" inner Bara who has never been nervous. 

The open door distracted her entire attention, staring at a man who was a few years old on top of her, the man would be her brother-in-law. 

The king went inside to approach her, seeing how prepared the groom was. "Are you ready?" 

"Hem, I'm ready." Clear liquid flowing from the temples as well as the forehead, signifying the real situation. The king smiled, knew the nervousness of his future sister-in-law, and tried to comfort her. 

"It is only reading the qobul ijab, not fighting life and death. Don't worry and be gentleman!" After patting Bara on the shoulder, the King passed away leaving the place. He just has not been placed in this position, quite lightly said it if he does not have experience. 

"That sounds like a dropping word. I want to see how he expresses himself before Ijab qobul." 

Before coming out of hiding, Bara took a deep breath and took it out slowly, doing it ten times. In order to convince himself not to make a mistake in saying that sentence. 

The second pronunciation was only successful and now the status has changed, just to do the inauguration on the first night. Very eager he saw the wife who had just been in the press, the impatient debate was read by several people and finally allowed a new couple to meet. Not to forget Bara touched his wife's crown and one hand chanted a prayer to soften the wife's heart and make a marriage that mawadah warahmah. 

For the first time the Queen touched the hands of a foreign man who was now her husband, each of whom could feel sweat and cold temperatures in the palms of their hands. 

After the completion of the ijab qobul, now they have to change clothes for the wedding reception. MUA asked the couple to change their clothes in the room. The queen who was unceasingly misgivings, had only first changed into the front clothes of others. Likewise with Bara, not a fret but in his brain has thought of perverted things when amazed to see the shape of the body that has been covered by the robe and veil. 

The two brides were already sitting on the mandap of their thrones, becoming kings and queens in a day. Not much activity, but fatigue is very pronounced, and stomach rumbling is also a decoration. 

The queen who returned hungry again smiled sumringah when offered a heavy meal, in the form of rice with side dishes rendang meat, orek tempe, green chili sauce, chicken soy sauce, and crackers. Complete menu delivered by aunty Adiba who does pay attention to stomach affairs.

"Let's get off your throne, eat first!" take aunty Adiba. 

I was very hungry, was tempted by the invited guest who ate right in front of me. "Mas, let's eat yuk!" take me in while whispering. 

Bara smiled at his new nickname. "What did you call me?" 

"Mas." 

"Let's go, I'm hungry too. The time of the invited guests who ate, we became spectators, "reply Bara who took the hand of the Queen with affection, helped his wife down from the throne. 

A very tiring day, even the event ended at five in the afternoon. But the activity at that place was still going, until the two decided to rest in the bridal room.

Bara smiled when he saw his wife who was cleaning the make up, approached the wife to hold the first night ritual. Not by words, but by actions. Intentionally massaging the two slowly creeping shoulders of the Queen. 

"Oh Mas, sorry .." The Queen understood the continuation. 

"Sorry why Dek?"

"I'm red again." 

Deg

As if a flash of lightning struck in broad daylight, Bara who was already unable to bear and was at the end grimaced with his fate. 

"How many days?" 

"Five more days, it's only the second day." 

Bara can not force, he knows how the emotions of women who are coming monthly guests. It was so terrible, even the lion lost. 

"Five days must be long," his ringist who failed the first night.