
Today is Desi's wedding day, I was appointed by her to be the bridesmaid. Take her to the altar for a wedding vow in a church.
I came with a man, who was always faithful to accompany me. Even though my feelings hang unrobed.
He remained patiently waiting for me, steadying my heart to be sure of his feelings.
Although many beautiful women out there who crave him so much, including in Tasyi. He kept saying he wanted to wait for me.
Ohya, you guys must want to know what the fate of Mas Farhat is now?? He is still in the hospital, but Alhamdulillah has improved a little.
Roses themselves, do not know where now? The last thing I heard from Desi, she ran abroad without anyone's knowledge.
Either I don't know what the reason he ran away is because of Mas Farhat's condition . Or because of other problems, I don't know.
I smiled watching Desi on the altar doing a kiss scene with her husband. He seems very happy.
The bouquet he held, he threw it with his back to the visitors.
Cheers of the guests when the flower was successfully obtained by someone. And unexpectedly, it turns out Indra who got it.
Uh... Wasn't he sitting next to me? Since when did he come forward?
The man came up to me with a flower in hand. And the thing I didn't expect to happen, he sat crouched down in front of me while raising his flowers.
The sound of clapping hands filled the room. I'm so embarrassed, whose wedding is this? And who gets the surprise?
" Will you marry me?" soft speech can hypnotize all guests. They were even more excited to applaud us.
" Bang, shame" I said in a whispering voice.
" Why should I be ashamed?" answer her.
" Receive this flower, I'm tired of sitting like this" she continued, I couldn't help but smile.
Inevitably I also received the flower, the cheers of the invitations grew louder and louder.
I just want to escape from that place.
" You're nothing Bang, even make me shy at Desi's wedding reception" My grumbling as we were on our way home.
" That's okay, all right" he answered without sin.
" You know for yourself, Bang, I'm not ready yet?" Tukas.
" Ies.give me a chance to prove that I won't be a Farhat . Not enough waiting for me for years?" He looked at me occasionally with a clear face.
I shut up, I threw my eyes away.
Well... I admit it's not easy doing what Indra did for me. I just chose to get married without thinking about the promise we made as kids.
" yes... "
I gasped in shock, from then on I was silent with all sorts of thoughts in my brain.
" Here nyampe" he added which immediately made me realize that now I was in front of the house.
" Oh yeah... Sorry Bang" I immediately pressed the door lever.
" yes.." But Indra's voice held me out.
" Don't think too much, I'll keep waiting for you. And my sense of patience is still a lot of stock "His speech that provokes me to smile.
" Assalamualaikum "my name.
" Wa'alaikum salam "his reply.
I came out and went inside the house after waving my hand at her.
I threw my body on the couch, I felt like my brain was tired. I squeak my forehead slowly.
" Have come home Madam." said Bik Nursih as he approached me.
" Yes Bik... Bik please make honey milk ginger dong... " Pint me to her.
" Good Mistress "
Before long, Bik Nursih had already come back with my order.
" Mrs why?? It seems like more thoughts huh" Bik Nursih sat on the floor while stomping my feet. That's what he always does if I sit back and relax.
I took a deep breath, and then I exhaled slowly.
" Bik, I don't have parents I can talk to. Can Bibik be my parent now??" my words to Bik Nursih .
" It is with pleasure that Madam "answered her that pleased me.
" So, uh, at Desi's wedding. Indra proposed to me Bik" I started my story.
" Good dong Madam "His ideal is fast.
" Loh?? It's nothing good" I said.
" Well yes, what less tried Mr. Indra to Madam. He's kind, polite, rich, patient, and certainly cute"
So high did Bik Nursih praise Indra Lesmana.
" It's not a problem it's Bik" my Sergey.
" Yes, Bibik understands... Madam's traumatized??"
I justify.
" Would the Madam live her own value how the family of Mr Indra, he said Madam knows since childhood?"
Again I confirm.
" Well, isn't that hard?" coined.
That's right, and not wrong. The Indra family was kind to me, especially Aunt Shella. Not like Mas Farhat's mom who doesn't love me at all.
My conversation with Bik Nursih stopped here. In any extension he will still support Indra Lesmana.
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The next morning, as usual. Indra Lesmana came to pick me up at home. He will take me to the office, then he will leave for his own office.
The distance from my office to my office is far away. Plus the traffic jam. Fortunately he was the boss there .
" Bang.." I want to talk about something I've been thinking about all night.
" Hey?" he answered with a hum.
" If we continue this way, it will certainly cause slander"
He reflexes to look straight at.
" What do you mean?" his face looks a little hard.
" Well, we're not a Muhrim Bang" I replied.
He turned the steering wheel to pull over on the shoulder of the road.
" Why are you talking like this?"
I caught the eye of worry.
" Emmm, we better just cancel our relationship Bang"
The hardened face turned completely red.
" Are you serious?" he wanted to reassure me, I nodded in shame.
" Thank God." he scooped his face full of gratitude, and suddenly he pulled me and kissed my Cheek.
I gasped in shock, until my body froze in place.
" Oh sorry, sorry dear.. I reflexed "His speech, but the smile on his face revealed that he had no regrets about doing it. But quite the opposite.
A month later, we carried out the Kabul ijab at a grand mosque. Not a big event, just a wedding. The important thing is, it is more than enough.
Tasyi also came to the show, I don't know who told me. But he was quite sporty congratulating both of us .
And unexpectedly, Mas Farhat also came by using a wheelchair accompanied by Dino.
He congratulated me on my marriage to Indra. Don't forget he apologized to me repeatedly. And express his regret.
I told you I forgave all of them. Without exception.
Right now, and here, in this sacred place. Indra and I have become a married couple who may be a family that is sadinah mawadah warahmah. Amyn.
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