I MISS
HALAL BOND

The shadow appears, as Setya becomes first for him. When the walls collapse in Lust.

Sita's gaze seemed empty, her gaze far through the dimension of time.

FLASHBACKS

Tok to tok.

"Are you okay?" Ask someone inside.

Sita is right in front of the bathroom door. Slightly dodging when the person inside stepped out.

Watching Setya pick up the pieces of clothes that were lying on the floor. Now Setya just wrapped a towel from the waist to the knee. Appears flat stomach of a torn bread tub.

God what is the body. The body that brought me to my knees. Or the curse drink that poisoned me. Inner Sita.

Setya re-entered the bathroom a moment later came out with full clothes attached to the body.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Sita." Setya said with regret. "I,"

Not yet Setya continued his sentence, Sita lightly kissed Setya's lips.

"Don't blame yourself. It's my fault too. I shouldn't have asked you to meet me last night, in such an insane condition," Sita said.

Sita stands.

Step inside the small room in the room. Using a white bathrobe to wrap his plain body.

Setya rough her hair. What will happen after this. Ten minutes with his mind. He looked at the sound of an open door.

"Don't think about this. Let's just say all this never happened Setya," said Sita.

"I have to go back. I wish I could forget you after this" Sita said. Tears were shedding on both of his eyes.

Tidy up his shirt. Brush your hair slowly. Removing tears of regret. What happened last night only the two of them knew. What they both did was as far away as.

Red stains can be seen soiling the white badcover lying on the mattress.

Setya regained consciousness from his daydream. Sita's words this morning made no sense. How easy is that.

"What are you thinking?" Sita's words seemed calm. There is no fear.

FLAHSBACK OFF

Given that it makes Sita teary-eyed, sorry was free. It's all been happening. Even until now the unusual taste was increasingly entangling him.

"Sita!" Mas Nano's voice gave his daydream, "Are you okay?".

Sita smiled, but that smile felt bland to Nano. The forced smile. There's a concern there. Sita is not Setya that he can ask in detail.

"Alright I hope you can consider my words. Do not be sorry in the future" said Mas Nano. Then it passed leaving Sita.

Tears flowed down both of his cheeks. The sins he had to avoid became the opium that always approached. Blind love makes him do anything without thinking of the consequences.

With a gontai step Sita down the stairs. There was already James who showed a questionable face.

Until he was greeted by employees who offered a variety of dresses that looked elegant.

Sita circulated her gaze, maybe she was looking for Nano. It felt a little relieved no commotion was created.

Another thing Sita still did not expect to meet an old friend in this place. Sita does not know if the owner of this boutique is Nano's lover.

To really avoid blind love Sita decided to immediately hold a marriage with Doni. Trying to accept it with heart.

But the meeting that afternoon made the heart of Sita who began to waver, can Doni accept it that has been stained.

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Bude gently combed the princess's hair, "Lin, after this Mama will definitely miss you."

Linda smiled, then turned around and firmly grasped Mama's hand, "Mama all will not change. We can still meet."

Nothing has broken tears yet. How about later if it's already an H-day. Must be getting blue. Joyfully.

Various kinds of snacks are ready, a week before the day-H, the residence of Pade Ari has begun to prepare a lot of people. How not this is the important day of my beloved daughter.

A melody full of love echoes alongside. The tent is standing in front of the house. Two banana stems become welcome pillars on both sides of the entrance of the invitees.

Penjor of bamboo decorated with janur as a marker of the location of the celebration or event. Placed as a decoration at the end of the road as a sign to the event venue.

Mayang Sari is commonly found at the wedding of the local community. The art of stringing this one janur is usually placed on the right and left side of the chair. Mayang sari height is about 180 cm, the number is 2 pieces, the shape can be the same or different depending on taste. The parts themselves consist of a crown (fan, fruits and flowers), an upper body, a lower body and a placemat. At the top end is decorated with live fruits or flowers.

At the traditional Javanese wedding a pair of ornaments combination of janur, fruits, and flowers are displayed on the edge of the pelaminan at the wedding ceremony, called the twins mayang "dayang pair" as a symbol of the union of two individuals in a household container.

The long-awaited day arrived, the two brides juxtaposed in front of the ruler.

Mas Nano looked neat and dashing with a white shirt and a black suit.

His face looks tense. Maybe he was nervous. With one breath ijab qobul that ends the word legitimate echoed throughout the room.

The white kebaya bandaged Linda's slender body. His face seemed to meet a crimson bowed in trying to hide.

I miss watching my cousin sit not far away. Using dusty kebaya that fit in body. The long hair that was left to stretch covered his neck.

Bude Winy's eyes glazed over, sad mixed happily. Sad to have to let go of the daughter he has raised will belong to people. Happy to join because now Linda has found a figure who will be a priest in her life besides Pade Ari. A person who can love him with all his heart.

The event was held luxurious, many colleagues Pade Ari. There is also Bahtiyar, Dian, and two friends Nano Hari also Setya.

With his fad Dian put a tissue on Missing forehead. Longing to just dwell by throbbing resentment. There was just the behavior of his friend this one hobby once disturbed him.

The day is no longer heated because it is already breastfed if Miss is not the body. Now he comes with women who can be seen from their closeness like a pair of lovers.

As usual Setya enjoyed the show in his way. Silently and occasionally chatting briefly to just welcome the invitations who come and go.

Pade Ari is seen memorizing Bahtiyar who looks awkward. Giving up his nephew's work partner so as not to feel unfamiliar in his current place, Pade tried to melt the atmosphere, "How? Is my nephew bothering you, sir?"

"No. Of course not. Rin is quite quick in learning things," said Bahtiyar.

Pade Ari nodded, then said goodbye to the other guests, "Come, let's enjoy the show. I'll stay first."

"Please Mr. Ari" replied Bahtiyar.

Bahtiyar's blue eyes are seen looking for something to be directed at people who have not been working with him for a long time. Highlight the sharp eyes Bahtiyar can not be separated from the figure in front of him.

Astagah the childish. Fucking kid. His mind when he saw Miss was joking with Dian.

The more late the more guests choose to come. Take a photo with the bride and congratulate her. Happiness is felt throughout the event, even before the event begins.

Two families that blend into one in the fabric of marriage, there is no awkward considering they are neighbors only a few houses away.

Waiting for a happy night a relationship in halal ties. There is no distance separating. Hand in hand or something is no longer gossip. Hopefully this relationship that has been established is nothing that can separate.

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I would like to say thank you very much if anyone would like to take the time to read my first novel.arigatou gozaimasu.