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The marriage went well without any repetition. Johan and Nisa were declared lawful to be husband and wife, both religiously and nationally. After the wedding ceremony took place, now the two are preparing for the TNI-AD military ceremony tradition. Special forces are ready in service clothes. In fact, no longer the instrumental voice that will accompany the ceremony, Johan brought directly members of the drumband from the TNI.

"Beautiful," Johan murmured after observing Nisa for a while. They were in the room to change clothes.

After wearing all-white clothes at the wedding ceremony, now they both change to wear green. Johan wears armi-colored official clothes with a jasmine chain necklace hanging around his neck. While Nisa wears a mint-colored full sequin dress. Both look very good in this dress.

Seconds by second had passed so quickly. The procession of the traditional sangkur pora ceremony will begin. Everyone stands in their own place. The bridesmaids from Jakarta have sat in the place that has been provided. The wedding held by the Badiah family looks magnificent when measured by the reception in the village usually. Of course this invites the attention of neighbors to watch the ceremony of the TNI-AD.

Badia and Fina seemed to be hit by a burning taste in the chest when they saw Nisa smiling sweetly at Johan's side. It is possible that both of them remembered the figure of the late Hasanuddin who was greatly missed by his presence.

"Report, the traditional ceremony of sangkur pora is ready to be carried out." The commander of the squad gave a report to Johan.

"Continue!" Johan's words sounded resolute and authoritative.

Until it succeeded in making Badiah increasingly try hard to resist his crying. Various flavors blend into one inside the chest. Moreover, after hearing the sound of the accompanying drumband echoing there. His memory goes back to the past, where he was redacted by Hasanuddin. There was no party or fancy wedding like this because at that time Hasanuddin was on an undercover mission. Let alone the ceremony of the sangkur pora, sitting on the pelaminan only does not materialize. It could be said that the marriage was only attended by family and neighbors around as witnesses

"Thank God, sir. Our children can marry openly without fear and worry. If you are here, you must be proud to see the success of Johan today. Look, our daughter is smiling happily because she has found the right man. I'm happy because Nisa didn't follow in Mom's footsteps in her misgivings while accompanying Dad on errands." Inner Gift churned when remembered the figure of the man who had always been in the heart.

Badiah could no longer hold back his tearful eyes as Johan and Nisa started walking past the troops. The military's instrumental drumband sound managed to make his heart tremble. The soul of a mother persit is present in her. Of course this made Rahayu reach for Badiah's hand because she could feel how Badiah felt at this time.

"Finally, the children can smile happily, Ma'am," whispered Rahayu.

Badiah can only nod his head while wiping the tears that wet his cheeks. He must look strong in front of everyone, especially in front of his children. Really, everything in front of him managed to shake his chest. The shadows of Hasanuddin's face when he was young used to feel can not be lost from the eyes.

Meanwhile, behind Badiah ... there was Fina who was endlessly wiping her tears. He was moved when he witnessed this military procession. There is a great sense of happiness in him when he sees his sister can smile cheerfully. She was relieved that Nisa had finally found her happiness.

Seconds by second had passed. The traditional military ceremony of sangkur pora ends at the embedding of the ring on the second finger of the bride by the central commander. As well as the surrender of the uniform of the mother of Persit Kartika Chandra Kirana as a symbol if Nisa has officially become part of the mother of Persit.

After the event was completed, the series of events were taken over by MC from the WO for the continuation of this wedding event. The recitation of the holy verse of the Qur'an sung by Nisa's colleagues while in the pesantren used to add more sacredness to the event.

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Second after second had passed just like that as time went by. The sky has turned dark after a day of witnessing the marriage of two people who are being hit by happiness. The more the night, the invited guests began to quiet because it was now eleven at night. Only a few of the neighbors are still there to help 'get away'.

"You guys just take a break. After all, at this hour there are no guests," said Fina when approaching a pair of newlyweds sitting on the porch of the house.

"Alhamdulillah. I finally got rid of all these kebayas and accessories. Dizziness my head, Ma'am," complained Nisa with a bent face.

After talking for a while with Fina, the two of them took a break. Both of them took steps towards the room. The door to the room was locked tightly.

"Finally, I met the mattress too" Johan murmured as he lay down on the bed without changing his clothes.

Nisa only developed a faint smile after hearing her husband's words. She stood in front of the dressing table to remove all the trinkets that were on her head. One by one the pentule needles have been removed from the hood along with other accessories. He breathed a sigh of relief because he could finally feel freedom.

"Haaahs. It was so simple," muttered Nisa with a heavy sigh.

"Do you want help?" Johan volunteered after seeing Nisa having trouble unbuttoning her back.

"Yes, can. This is difficult, Mas," said Nisa as she looked at herself through the reflection of the dresser mirror.

"Yes because the model is good" replied Nisa.

Shortly after, all the buttons were finally released along with the kebaya that fell to the floor, leaving the inner light brown color on the slender body.

"If you want to take a break to the bathroom first. Clean the body keep resting. I want to remove the make-up first," said Nisa while sitting in front of the dresser again. He started pouring make-up removal liquid on the cotton.

"In the kitchen a lot of people? Shame on me if there are many neighbors" asked Johan while taking off the navy suit he was wearing.

"Sepi, Mas. This clock where there are neighbors here. They're on break times" Nisa replied without looking back.

The beautiful girl let out a rough breath after Johan came out of the room. To be honest, she was nervous because tonight was the night Johan was waiting for. He was confused as to how to behave in front of Johan later.

Almost thirty minutes, they both cleaned themselves from all the wedding trinkets. Until in the end they both can lay themselves on the bed after cleaning themselves in the bathroom. Nisa felt uneasy because she did not know how to start all this.

"Are you tired?" johan asked after changing position facing Nisa.

"No, just a little dizzy" Nisa replied as she looked at Johan with a sweet smile.

"Sit. I pinched his shoulder. You must be tired of that." Johan looks very attentive to Nisa.

Unsuspecting, Nisa follows Johan's advice. She sat back to the young man who was officially her husband. The gentle massage felt on the shoulder to make Nisa close her eyes because it felt good. Not long after that ... Nisa re-opened her eyelids when she felt Johan's hand spread to the rest of her body. A heavy breath hit his nape to make Nisa's body tremble.

"Mas, his shoulder hurts, not his waist," Nisa muttered without turning to the side.

"Yes. This is the channel. Try now to face me," said Johan after both hands detached from Nisa's waist.

Nisa immediately changed her position to sit opposite Johan. Her face was red because she saw her husband smiling sweetly at her. Both of Johan's hands were on his shoulders.

"Do you want another way to get rid of dizziness?" bargain Johan with a meaningful look.

"What's that?" nisa asked with a sweet smile.

"You just shut up first. It must be later dizzy," Johan murmured again, "just don't protest first. Just shut up and feel it." Johan looked at that beautiful face.

Nisa again closed her eyes to feel as promised by Johan. She resigned and followed what her husband wanted. Lips that were originally tightly closed, now began to open when feeling a soft touch at some point of his body.

"Wow, she must be willing to do that now," Nisa's inner self felt as Johan's hand began to unbutton her pajamas. Again and again he could only resign because he had legitimately belonged to Johan without exception.

It didn't get there. Johan began to touch Nisa's thin lips to feel how delicious the softness of the chewy lips was. The beginning of a union has begun. The soldier began to roam the battlefield to raise the victory flag. Nothing else could describe how beautiful the new world of a married couple was. Two years waiting for this moment makes Johan not want to waste his time again. He was determined to bring the mother persit darting far through nirvana. A long night filled with enjoyment was finally felt by both.

"Don't be afraid and don't make a sound. Everything will be fine" Johan said before planting the victory flag.

...🌹To Be Continued 🌹...

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