Fondled Passion 3 Cogan
The Pertunagan Will Be Officially Performed

Return to the place of the woman who will accompany you for life. Do not want to spray if you come late to pick up. She is a unique woman. Sometimes his anger becomes a belief for me. If you speak softly, it appears that the side of the pot is starting to come out. Must be patient and can balance his behavior.

"Where did you end up?" ask the employer when they start entering the room.

I closed the door tightly, so that others would not come if we were alone.

"From your parents' main house!" flat answer.

He held his hand up in the chest. The astonished look began to appear.

"Why? Did my parents call you?" ask again.

"Yes. Papa Non calls, just wants to talk about things that need to be broken and not, when we get engaged tomorrow" I explained.

"Ooh."

The employer's face was smiling with a sigh, perhaps happy for my description of the fiancee, but she seemed too proud and unwilling to be honest to show for the joy of our show tomorrow.

People who had been close when we had a lot of oral warfare, will now become bedfellows. In our hearts always pray, we will remain close in the bonds of a household that is true mawardah warohmah.

*********

The feeling was so disorganized at the heart beat, when I was so groggy facing the engagement that would be held in an hour. The face had been polished slowly by the two fairies that the great master had already hired as well. Now I just accept the delicious, without having to father-in-law handle everything, because the prospective in-laws feel sorry when my wounds have not healed actually if to arrange all.

The clockwise detail sounded so loud it echoed, as if it was coming late and cheering my heart that dag dig dug ringing the bed.

Everyone is present, I don't know who the invited guests are now? It felt like everything looked foreign, except there were some big family of fathers from the village who came.

"Well .. wow, what a handsome Auntie's niece!" praise your brother when I greet them one by one.

"Who used to dong his father. His father was handsome especially his son," His arrogance.

Everyone seemed to be holding a smile. Happy face. On this happy day there can be no sadness.

"Ciieh, black face is proud. Dio it should be said his face is equally important because of white," the symbol of my unhappy mother.

"You're the happy way your son even fuss over the matter of following who Dio faces. Which is exactly the same as the face of you two, because without you making it with the seeds of love melody, it will not be printed whose name is your son Dio," the other family symbol.

"Hehehee, you know this!" Mr. clamitan is ashamed of himself.

"Yes you know, but unfortunately we do not know the process of making it, because the door of the room yesterday has been closed, you close" said my other brother replied

"Hahahhaha," Everyone was laughing cheerfully as a result of mocking you.

"Truly. Want to write just hard, but for the knowledge can be, how to print a good and good offspring."

"Hahahaha, there's this bae of yours"

I can only rub the bend, because I do not know the direction of their conversation. Shame on the words of the families, but on the other hand the heart was so happy when everything had been gathered into one, in the open room building watching the engagement.

"Greet the bride-to-be, who will now soon gather with all of us here! Give a big round of applause!" said the host.

Our faces immediately turned towards a door that was already encircled by a flower arch. Not spared also all applause has been present boisterously welcome the arrival of Dilla.

All eyes were now on that spot, which I was no exception to. The heart feels so swollen, which continues to be timid no longer because of the taste. Hands began to sweat coldly, to immediately warmly welcome the hand of the woman who will now change status to my bride. My mother's hand has been gently stroking my arm, which seems to know the nervousness that happened to this child.

Plok ..plok .. plok, the clap grew stronger as Dilla and her parents now appeared before us all.

Eyes so wide awestruck, when the woman who will turn into my wife is so beautiful with a white dress that contrasts with her skin. Her face that was once beautiful, now added to the beauty of her charm by a thin makeup polish, so that the aura of her father came out like an angel.

"I give my son to you, take good care of him. You are the daughter-in-law I believe will definitely be able to keep her until death do you part."

It is as if the earth had fallen on the body. From now on great responsibility will accompany the step towards the realm of life.

"To Dilla my son, baby. You have now changed status not as a spoiled child who needs parental love again, when we used to give it so often, he said, but your status will turn into a spoiled wife who will be filled with affection by your husband. Be a wife who always obeys her husband and be a woman who is always proud of her husband, and be a woman who is always subject to the orders of her husband, because your paradise is not on our feet anymore, he said, but at the foot of your future husband is the man in front of us today, Dio!" speech of in-laws.

Everyone was moved by his words, and it was seen that Dilla had shed tears. I also feel fine rustling with a feeling that is so no longer know it feels, when the responsibility has now been delegated to me.

"Do you want to take good care of Dilla, Dio?" ask him who is still using the mic.

"Yes, Papa. I will accept Dilla sincerely and take good care of her, in order to unite us in the bonds of home," I replied steadily.

"Thank you, Dio."

Everyone has shed tears, which does not mean sadness but the presence of happiness.

A bunch of flowers had been held in my hand, which my mother had given me. The next step now was to grab Dilla's soft hand, to try to hold onto her in order to propose to her.

I don't know where to start to believe.

Please listen to my heart.

The beauty of your face that adorns my days seems to have hypnotized me.

Your beautiful smile did not escape making me want to put this heart on you.

When you were far away from me, how I realized that I was beginning to realize my love for you.

Your charming body, has managed to paralyze and tear apart my heart.

The beauty of the night, the shadow of your face always decorate in the mind.

My world feels inevitable to always adore you.

My long days just can't escape about you to be able to say your name.

My heart has fallen from the charm of your love

I hope that with my love for you you can love me too.

"I'm sorry if you've been rude or have words that hurt you. Not that I don't like it, but all that I do is make you aware of all the actions that I don't think you deserve to do."

"Thank you Dilla, you were the first to teach me what love is. Teach yourself a lot about the meaning of sincerity, loyalty, and especially how to conquer the soul-governing love how?."

"Will you marry me? I love you more than anything in the world."

I don't care about the gazes of those who are involved in the revelation of my heart. What matters now is that the ring in the little red box, now I'm trying to get it to Dilla.

Dilla just looked at my face with a careful look, accompanied by a groove of tears that flowed slowly wet her beautiful cheeks. For a long time Dilla did not answer, just staring blankly at me with a cry that increased a hiccup.

"Yes, Dio I want to accept this proposal," said Dilla who finally opened her voice.

"Alhamdulillah," replied everyone compactly feeling grateful.

Shamelessly I immediately hugged his body, due to the immeasurable joy it felt. Everyone is no exception to smile sumrigah, as a result of seeing our scene that looks full of intimacy.

"Uuuh .. congratulations Dio .. congratulations Dilla!" many people cheered happily.

We can both smile shyly but also happily. The faces of parents and family were not spared also felt the happiness we created to build a household