Gannaya, My Adore
You're So Handsome.

Seen some luxury cars belonging to the large family Artanegara in a row just arrived in front of the gate of the bride's house.

Ammar was in the same car as Mama and Papa.

"Why are so many armed guards anyway, Dek? We want to see your marriage, not war and gunfire." asked Papa with his frown that has shrunk like an orange peel.

Ammar, sitting next to the driver, laughed.

"Let's be safe, Pah." The mother replied.

"Using two guards is enough, Mah. Well that, dozens of guards. The kinsmen who come will be spooky, Mah."

Papa Bilmar kept talking in the car. The driver continued to drive this vehicle with the instructions of the guards to enter and park.

"Where did Adek get them?"

"Adek deliberately asked the police for help, Pah." Ammar.

Actually no. Those who were standing in line from the doorway of the house to the courtyard and ended up outside the gate, were the people of Ammar's possession.

It looks very extreme to a normal human being. Why Ammar had to deploy armed forces in a total of more than thirty men.

Gana also had a protest, because since last night there have been ten armed guards in the area of his house. And this morning Ammar again added his total to thirty. Of course Ammar got them from Farhan's contributions. The friend he trusted the most.

Ammar just wants his wedding today with Gana to succeed without a hitch. It was enough a few days yesterday he got a lot of calamities in a row. And more grateful for the condition of his future father-in-law who has recovered and healthy. Only minor injuries remain.

Actually today Ammar's feelings are so mixed. He was happy to marry Gana, but he was sad because yesterday he just got the info, if Alex has been betraying all this time from him.

His heart feels twisted. He did not expect Alex, who he strongly believes, could be so good.

Alex accidentally informs about the basic ingredients of the grenade produced by Ammar to Mahendra. So that the man can make Mahendra superior to Ammar.

Yes, that was Farhan's explanation to Ammar. Ammar asked for evidence, but Farhan said evidence was not important. What matters now is that Alex is dead. There will be no more dwarfs cheating with them. And Ammar believes that.

What about the police yesterday? Are they going to arrest Ammar now? Again Farhan was able to calm Amar down to be unaffected. The man said they were just fake cops paid for by some of their invisible enemies.

Because Farhan's men did not find any complaints on behalf of Ammar and himself in police records. And Farhan managed to make Ammar able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Come, Mah, Pah, we're going down." take Ammar and then remove the seat belt and then go down. Mama and Papa also rushed down from the car.

Outside the door of the car there is already a duty to protect them, because until now the raindrops are still dripping, although not as hard as a few hours ago.

All of Artanegara's extended family have lined up neatly extending backwards. They will prepare to enter the luxurious house of the Hadnan family.

Papa Bilmar rubbed gently on the back of the boy he clamped with his wife. "Don't break up the prayer until you want to say ijab, let it be smooth, Dek. Remember later tonight you can be nyicil, make Papa a grandson. Who knows if twins are like your brother."

Ammar chuckled amusedly hearing it. But Papa was hastily silent because he got delicacy from his wife.

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A rectangular table covered in white cloth is so beautiful with the addition of accents of several roses embedded in each corner.

The table that has been decorated beautifully, is ready and sturdy to witness the process of Ijab Qabul in the marriage contract Maldava and Ganaya a few minutes more.

The chanting of a Hafizah who is reciting the holy verses of the Quran adds newness to the hearts of the audience. The atmosphere was so calm and solemn even though the splashing sound of rain was still clearly heard. Many blessings come when it rains, and those who know it will be blessed immediately and ask the Creator of the earth and the heavens for prayer.

The groom who has a sharp nose, dimpled, has thin lips that are fresh. Looks more and more made handsome with white leather straps bones and jasmine necklace dangling on his chest. A squat with a circular tile on the edge was already attached to the head of the handsome man.

Ammar is currently sitting on a wedding table chair. Faced with the pendulu and Papa Galih and several witnesses.

From the view of his eyes in front, Ammar can see the wide seats that have been occupied by large families, close relatives and friends.

They are all compact wearing uniforms that have been prepared by Ammar. From Grandpa, Aunt, Om, Brother, Sister, Friend to nephew though. All are given kebaya and batik with the same shape and color as each other.

Only clothes for the elderly are different. Ammar chose his parents' clothes and clothes directly to the famous designer who is also in the mandate to make a bridal kebaya and elegant beskap to wear himself and Gana.

Ammar does not care how much money he has spent. And indeed in the event of the marriage contract to the reception, all Ammar that funds. He does not want to receive the money Gana wants to give for their wedding.

For him, Gana just wanted to get married that was happy enough.

Many times Ammar exhaled his breath slowly. His face was tense and nervous. The man had not stopped to hold his Papa's hand.

Papa Bilmar has been sitting with his son to accompany Ammar, until his son-in-law comes out and sits with his son.

"Tight brood, Pah. Papa used to be like this, didn't he?" ammar whispers.

"Don't you, now Papa's already tense, afraid your tongue sprain when you say ijab."

Papa Galih laughed at the behavior of his future son-in-law and his besi.

"Bring Ammar relaxed, don't tense up. Just a step away, you and Gana will be legitimate." Papa Galih's words made Ammar and Papa Bilmar turn his head.

Ammar nodded and developed a smile. Her future-in-law's words were right, soon they would become husband and wife. Something Ammar always dreamed of.

"Marry is more nervous than shooting." her inner self.

Mama Alika could not be separated to look at the child with a prayer circle that he was mumbling right. The glass in his eyeballs was unstoppable to go down.

"Mah ..." Mama Alika turned her head, looking at Maura whose eyes were also glazed over.

"Your husband ..." Mama Alika leaned her head on Maura's shoulder. "Will Adek be happy, son?"

Maura looked at Ammar, then shed her tears. "Sure, Mah. Gana will definitely make Adek happy.." I don't know why there is another vibration when saying that.

Two women with similar instincts are worrying about the fate of their household.

Is it true that Ganaya could love Ammar so quickly? They were afraid that Ammar would suffer with this marriage.

Because women are very difficult and take a lot of time to forget their true love. And Mama Alika and Maura know that Ammar is not the true love of Ganaya.

"Can it start?" ask penghulu. When Hafidzah had finished his sentence.

"Already, sir." replied Ammar firmly.

Shortly after with the request of the ruler, Ganaya finally appeared. He walked towards the board table flanked by Gelfani and Faradisa.

The three of them walked on a carpet that had stretched out between the chairs that had been arranged into two rows.

The tall woman who was beautiful and had a slender body as a violin was treading carefully with all the charm that she spread.

Ganaya smiled shyly when she wanted to look at the audience who were looking at her. The roundness of the blush is pink making her cheekbones more prominent. Her soft lips look greasy with a pink nude lipstick.

Her bold eye makeup, making the makeup on her face more alive. Can reinforce the curves of his face so that it looks graceful and cool to look at.

The fragrance of the fresh jasmine flowers embedded in her hair bun just flew over, mixing with the wind in the air. Bringing in the scent to look at the audience's sense of smell and further praise the woman's perfection.

Gana wears a white kebaya bathed in swarovski crystals on the side of the fabric. The design of famous designers combined with batik side cloth in gold brown. Look forward and melt her body like an overseas model. Ammar was lucky, finally being able to marry that woman.

Ammar and Gana's eyeballs meet each other from a distance. Ammar looked at his future wife with a faint head-belt without being able to say anything. It was so amazing ... It was a perfect creation of the Universe for him.

"It's pretty ... Wonderful ... Heaven of the world." the man's smile blurred. He was proud of everyone for marrying his first love soon.

Without it, Ammar immediately stood up and stepped to get to Ganaya.

He wanted to pick up the woman with his own hands. Things that are rarely done by most prospective grooms because they have been eating nervousness.

At first Ammar was the same, the man was a little stressed. But after seeing Gana step with the bride kebaya, somehow the nervousness in her chest just disappeared.

Gana's steps stopped as Ammar's steps had arrived before him. From behind the sound of rain outside. There are a pair of brides-to-be who look at each other and spread a smile.

"You're so handsome, Ammar ..." Ganaya. The glare of her beautiful eyes did not stop looking at Ammar with all her amazement. Physically from the face and body. Ammar is indeed superior to Adri, unfortunately the man does not have the love of Gana.

The light from the flash of the smartphone camera, digital camera and camera from the photographer reliably continues to shoot images of the two of them who are looking at each other in a smile that flows full of beauty.

Ammar extended his open right palm before Gana. The woman smiled at him, and placed her hand on the palm of Ammar. Gelfani and Faradisa returned to the empty seats. Because their steps have been overtaken first by Ammar.

"The romance is Ammar, Pah." said Aunt Binar to Om Rendi.

"Persis, it's like it." Om Rendi laughed in praise of herself. Aunt Binar just grunted. "Romantic from Parangtritis times, ah!"

A very beautiful view when Ammar took Gana, all eyes were not bored to see their affection. Gana's heart pounded millions of times. He was embarrassed but also happy because of Ammar's treatment which was so special and very desirable.

They stepped aside. Ammar patiently aligns the rhythm of his steps with Gana's steps are very slow, because he is not too able to walk with high heels and sampir cloth ties that are so flat on his stomach.

Not long before they arrived at the table. Ammar helped Gana to sit carefully next to her chair, which she would sit back to say a sacred promise in a moment.

Mama Difa wiped her tears. "Masya Allah .. how kind Ammar is to our Daughter." the woman whimpered happily.

His gaze straightened at the attention Ammar gave to Ganaya. And accidentally her eyes met her husband's eyeballs in front of her, and it turned out that the man nodded slowly at her. It seemed like their inner telepathy was saying the same sentence.

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