Forced to Marry The Culun
Plan a photo session

Liona this time can only listen and a lot of silence, when Mama is so enthusiastic about organizing everything. I didn't escape, I could only say it. Maybe Mama is too happy for this one child's marriage, so everything has to look perfect.

We finally went to the shooting spot. The clothes we are looking around to fit which one to wear. Mama continued to sweep the view throughout the clothes of the couple on display neatly in the mirror.

"What if you wear that one. It must be very suitable to be a prince and a Princess," pointed Mama.

"Is that not too open on top, Ma!" lamented Liona.

"Not pa-pa, baby. This is only for the photo shoot of the two of you, not the official wedding event later. The color of the shirt is in stark contrast to your skin, so Mama suggests that you wear just that, "let him know.

Liona could only glance for a moment at the exact direction I was standing, and I only replied by raising my hands up to the chest.

"Alright, Ma!" liona replied.

The clothes chosen by Mamapun we have taken, to immediately use in our bodies, but before that the face first to add perfection for the photo shoot later.

"Well, Mama's son is always handsome from the past," he praised when he saw me was neatly changed clothes.

"Eem, from the past your son has always been cool and handsome," he confirmed.

Mama's hand has been gently stroking the clothes on the shoulder, then help fix the tie that is slightly tilted. His shoulder was patted hard, as if knowing that I was tense now doing this. Even though we were just playing, but the experience of getting married for the first time was very nervous acute.

"Mama, very happy that finally my handsome son is getting married. Your little hand that Mama used to hold to play and pour out all the affection, now Mama will release it so that she can be happy with others." The hoarse voice of Mama, plus the netra began to glaze over.

"Mama, don't say that. Even though I will marry someone else, my hands will still be held as the best Mother in the world. My love will never fade on you, Mama. Until whenever I was your most handsome and only child," replied beginning to follow her heartily, while kissing her hands reverence.

"Thank you, son. All this time you are the only person who makes Mama happy and continues to comfort this heart, when your Father has tortured Mama's bathin. Nothing is most beautiful when you see your happy face getting married." Her tears were now flowing slowly from the corner of the eye.

"Don't remember that cruel past, Ma. I will not let your tears fall. To me these tears are precious, so do not open the heart again," I said I had rubbed the soft melt of the tears that fell on the cheek.

"Yes, Son. You are indeed a mother's child who is too precious." My mother hugged my body tightly.

"Oh my God, would I have been too sinful, if Mama would have known of our plan to marry on the covenant. The look on her face was so happy to see this marriage."

Srek, the sound of iron shifting, as a result of a curtain cloth has been opened.

"Where, Ma?" ask Liona's voice.

I, who initially turned my back to the women's change, immediately embraced Mama I took off to see the source of the voice.

My eyes could not believe what I saw now. Liona is so beautiful wrapped in a wedding dress. The change is so dramatic, like an angel who just came down from heaven.

"See, the saliva will fall, you know!" scolded Mama when her mouth was gaping, not believing what I just saw.

At once I closed my mouth tightly, with my face trying to turn to look the other way, because I was ashamed of Liona, who was now smiling cynically with satisfaction.

"Super duper is beautiful like a princess. Is that right Arjuna?" mama's Symbat gives two thumbs up.

"Eeeh, why Ma?" I pretend not to understand

"May not be fascinated for a long time, 'And so not focus the same question Mama had," ledek he won.

Throw him even more embarrassed me not a bitch, so he can only answer with a grim smile, while rubbing the neck bend that does not itch.

"Thank you for the compliment, Ma!" liona replied kindly, smiling sweetly at us.

"Together, Son. Yes it's there, you guys did the friendly shooting. Smiles should be beautiful and good, so that the picture will look perfect," tell Mama.

"Eghem .. hmm, well Ma." Deheman started to groggy.

I don't know what Mama said just now, making my hands sweat cold. The attitude that was once normal is now hit by extraordinary groggy, which makes the cold now feel hot. The hands try to fan the body, trying to eliminate the taste that is no longer because of its shape.

Hands are so shaky during the shooting session, with a position like hugging. There was a sense of awkwardness and stiffness between us, but Mama who kept watching made the situation even more forced. His face was so happy, it was heartless if he did not obey. The situation was so cornered, that it made us continue to succumb to the situation.

Heart-degkan, making the heart feel will be removed only. Repeatedly I continued to exhale violently, to try to eliminate the groggy feeling due to the close proximity to Liona.