Hara Hara Love The Ruler
The Part 35
The day that awaited has arrived. The wedding day for the two of them will be simple.
After the night of the proposal, Brey was taken home to his apartment. At that time the two lovebirds seemed to pingitan because absolutely not to be found. Ara who just opened her heart, immediately felt very lonely without any news from breyhan at all.
The mansion has been so beautifully decorated. At the back of the house has been made a place for ijab qabul both.
Ara is currently in. With a white kebaya and a luxurious crown over the head adds to its gorgeous appearance today. Do not ask for feelings, because they are so difficult to express in words.
"Want to drink first?"
"Wouldn't want to, then go kebelet. Oh, that's a hell of a deal." Ara just kept holding and stroking her chest at this moment.
Moreover, the day is getting noon, a sign that soon the core event will begin.
"So, I'm so handsome" praised Ila for peeking at her sister. They were already sitting down, his face was also no less tense than the current fig. And such a serious moment, the cravings seemed to increase many times.
The sound of footsteps could be heard entering the room. Not running, just the steps are quite fast and not relaxed until they arrive in their room.
"Where's aura?"
"What, She? Ara is ready, did you tell her to come down?" ask Ila who is getting restless.
"Ah, not yet.." replied she casually. He then took out his cellphone and photographed his friend several times.
"Eh, don't send it to brother brey loh." forbid Ila, pamali said. But more precisely so that the more curious brey with his beautiful bride today.
Ila then pulls sherena, she invites the three of them to take a photo together. Even teased each other after this who got a turn to get married as soon as possible.
"Yes you, there." said Ila to she with her laugh. They just threw each other a tap in the hallway at the moment. And they went back to being silent for a moment after hearing a rough snort of air.
"Yes, sorry." compact them both.
Until Diana appeared. She was the wife of Om gibran, and she came asking for the fig to come downstairs immediately for the next procession.
The more trembling body fig, but he tried to still be able to step gracefully in front of the prospective husband who had been waiting for him there.
Step by step bring the fig down, until a little out to the park and take it to Breyhan who was sitting in front of the ruler who will marry the two. Papa Reza is there, he'll shake Breyhan's hand at the time while the video call with Papa Ara keeps on burning.
"Well to see your daughter, sir?" haggling Om Gibran to Papa Johan. Then the camera is directed at the fig that is walking towards its altar.
"Oh Allah, my Son." - Haru Mama from there, who even regretted not being able to attend the wedding of the princess.
Not only mama and Papa are sad, Mami Papi is also so moved in this moment.
"Mami has a granddaughter" she cried at the time.
"New ghost, Mi. His grandson is still a long time," elus papi on his shoulder.
"Can it be accelerated?" mami chirps, and her lips instantly flicked at that moment. Fortunately, it is not spontaneous to scream in the middle of the crowd.
Brey then stood up, his eyes so focused on the future wife and as if he could not blink at all at this time. His lips were locked, even so hard just to praise.
"God, beautiful..."
"Hey... That's my wife!" sergeant Brey, when Sean hit with what he was supposed to say at the time.
"I represent you this way" Sean told him.