Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
136. Events at the residence of Thoriq

A series of events for the welcoming of the two brides were conducted. Consists of welcomes, and traditional events such as drinking water from a pitcher poured into small glasses. After that, the bride is welcome to sit down.

Both of Olive's parents, who were invited by Thoriq, could not hide her admiration for Tsamara's beauty. Mr. Sanusi also realized that Tsamara was much more beautiful and graceful than his son.

In contrast to Anggara and Olive that it is very difficult to clarify the destiny that has been outlined by God for them. Anggara looked head-dry at Tsamara's new appearance. While Olive felt inferior to Thoriq's wife.

The next event also began. Actually, the show is also almost the same as that done at the residence of Tsamara. There are sungkeman events, photos together, and added with tausyiah.

Everyone watched closely the brief thausyiah brought by an ustadz. Especially at that time, tausyiah delivered about marriage advice.

That undergoing a household heresy is not an easy thing. There will be many tests and trials in it.

Anyone who is able to pass through it patiently and sincerely, will definitely get happiness in it. Peace in living every second of married life with his partner.

And whosoever cannot pass through it patiently and sincerely, then all that is obtained is futility. Not just adem-ayem, and calm, but it will be noisy every day. Even if it's a small thing.

Thoriq and Tsamara nodded their heads in understanding of what he should do to maintain the integrity of his household.

Olive and Anggara who were initially lazy to pay attention to it but because both ears can still listen to it, slowly began to absorb and interpret every speech from the ustadz.

The minds of the two looked far away thinking about the days they had spent together. There is never any genuine affection for his partner. There are only checks every day.

There are just small things that they always make material to vent emotions. If both are able to resist his feelings, surely checks every day can be reduced or even avoided.

If you remember all that, both of them feel so sorry. It should be able to hold a little heart, actions and speech that could hurt the heart of the couple.

The two looked at each other, but their words found it hard to say sorry. Not even a smile existed.

Without feeling it has now arrived at the end of the event. The bride's family rose to their feet and lined up on the coat of arms. Invitational guests are also neatly lined up and one by one greet to congratulate and pray for the newlyweds.

Olive and Anggara chose to go out first without congratulating or praying for the bride and groom.

Because Anggara brought his own car, he and Olive immediately drove his car out of the parking lot.

The silent atmosphere covered both, all the way home. Until finally, Anggara spoke first.

"Would you like to go home to your parents or to my parents' house?"

"I want to go home to my parents. In your house your mama treated me like a maid. I was told to do homework. Does she not love the baby in my womb? Although I hated him at first, but over time I also messed with him." Olive lowered her head looking at her already slightly bloated stomach. He rubbed it slowly.

"All right, I agree." Anggara reply is short.

Slowly the man also put his pity, when several times saw his mother told his wife to do housework, even though at home there was also a housekeeper.

Anggara's car arrived first at Olive's residence. Both got out of the car and went to his room.

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Meanwhile, at the residence of Thoriq, after all the invited guests came home, Mr. Abas and Tsamara's two sisters also say goodbye.

"So a good wife to your husband, and a good daughter-in-law to your mother-in-law, baby."

"Tsamara will try to do what's best for both, pa."

"Hem, that's good. Papa trusts you."

Mr. Abas placed both hands on the shoulders of his eldest daughter, smiling. Then the two hugged tightly. After which, his gaze turned to Thoriq.

"Thoriq, now papa put your daughter to you. Take care and guide it as best you can."

"Papa believes you." Mr. Abas patted his daughter-in-law's shoulder gently with a smile, and hugged her.

After breaking his arms, Abas now turned to Bu Husna.

"Mom, I'm picking up our daughter. Please guide and love him as you guide and love your own son. Remind him well when he makes a mistake."

"I will try to guide and love Tsamara well, like my own son sir. Moreover, she is a good girl." Ms. Husna put a faint smile on her iron. Abas replied with the same thing.

After that, it was Farah's turn to say goodbye. Undeniably, Farah and Tsamara shed tears as they hugged each other. And now it's Soffin's turn.

"Sister, this is a sneak home. Yesterday Soffin was upset that brother and sister Thoriq had not been out all day. Actually, what's in the room anyway?"

Everyone chuckled at Soffin's plain speech. But the little boy scrunched his forehead, feeling ridiculed.

"Sir Tsamara leave it here first for a while. Who knows if a guest is coming. If you don't meet the bride, it'll be too." Farah advised her sister.

"That's what Farah said. Like yesterday at our show, it was like that too, right?" Papa chimed in Farah's words.

"Yes-yes, it means that tomorrow we will go home, right?" The little boy was still insistent on his stance.

After calming the little Soffin, Mr. Abas's group came home. Tsamara and her new family stare at her disappearance, until they vanish under the air during the day.

"Thoriq, take your wife to rest. You must be tired, right?"

"Good, ma. Come on, Tsa." Thoriq's views went from his mother to his wife. Then put his hand on his shoulder.

The newlyweds walked into her room. Thoriq helped hold the dress worn by his wife, so as not to fall in a wide cloth.

Arriving in the room, Thoriq sat Tsamara in front of the dressing table. Then help him release all the accessories that are attached to his entire body.

"Thank you, my sister has been helped." Tsamara looked at her husband's face from the mirror while smiling.

"Together, baby."

Thoriq looked at his wife's face from the mirror, and revealed an equally sweet smile. He wrapped his hands around Tsamara's slender belly, while his chin was placed on his shoulder.

It warms Tsamara's heart, when her husband calls her by name, dear.

"May you call me by the call of love? Because my sister loves you so much."

"Of course you can, brother." Tsamara nodded her head with a still smile.

Slowly Thoriq raised his face, then gave a kiss next to Tsamara's cheek.

"Sister." Tsamara held next to her cheek that had just been in Thoriq's kiss.

"Why? Is the other cheek envious, because it hasn't been kissed?"

In a quick motion, Thoriq kissed the other side of the cheek. Now Tsamara is holding both sides of her cheeks that look flushed because of the kiss.

"Don't piss me off like that, baby. I'm afraid I can't stand it, then come back to pounce on you."

Every strand of the word that came out of Thoriq's lips always made Tsamara blush her face.

"Let's clean up first." Thoriq slowly pulled the arm of Tsamara, who seemed to nod her head, then stood up and followed her husband's steps.