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“ ... Yes Bu. Nina is sorry and thank you very much for letting Nina work here.”
Nina held back the tears that were about to fall during these few hours she did some things with him. Miss Lilis understood about her intention to stop working, even Bu Lilis had asked Nina not to work at home anymore considering that she was starting to bother with her marriage. Not that Miss Lilis was angry, she was very sad because Nina would stop, which meant that she would return alone with Naira at home.
Miss Lilis nodded, not wanting to cry for Nina's intentions in front of her.
“Nothing, Nin. May you be happy with your new life, yes. I pray also that your thesis will be finished quickly. Don't think too much, it will hurt. Dah .. no need to cry yes, Nin. If you want to play here, mom's door is wide open for Nina.”
Nina who in the end could not stem the crying, spilled all her unpleasant feelings on Bu Lilis. Thanks to him Nina can pay more for her current boarding, and thanks to him also Nina finally found the next way of life with the status of marriage.
Nina then parted from Bu Lilis' house because she had to leave for offline guidance on the campus. During the trip Nina kept thinking about her days while working at Bu Lilis' house.
Hopefully someone else will take his place to keep Naira better.
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For the second time Nina and Mama, as well as Dirga, spent time visiting the clothing fitting place. Honestly, Nina felt tired with all these trinkets. Plus everything related to the script that turned out to be more troublesome.
It was his decision to take the choice of marriage as the next way of life. Even so, Nina was grateful because she began to feel more intense bonding with Dirga. Occasionally talking about ‘they both’, when the discussion about wedding clothes became the attention of everyone.
He is currently in the locker room with someone from the boutique who helped him. From the outside, he heard Mama and Dirga arguing about the clothes that Dirga would use. It is natural that men do not feel dizzy with how later the form of clothing that he uses. Just being polite and well-matched, it seems to be enough. But that did not happen if Dirga debated with Mama. If it was Nina, maybe she could give up on her future husband's will, but another with Mama, there could be a third world war if Dirga to force his own will.
“Do not, do not .. Aa' do not want to use it Ma.” Reject Dirga. Its index finger leads to one of the mannequins displaying sunda-style clothing for the groom. No need to read Mama's mind, Dirga already know if her parents want her to try the suit.
“You don't want to wear this at reception ‘ right? Yes already when I'll just.” Break up Mama relax.
Dirga sighed heavily. He still refused by force.
“Mama know not, it's wearing such a cloth, how do you want to walk? Very sorry, youh!” The Dirga protests again. He shook his head desperately to ask Mama not to force him to wear a typical Sundanese suit that actually seemed to fit in proportion.
Mama looked at him.
Dirga glanced around where some employees noticed the debate with the mother. Among them seemed to be holding back laughter when he saw his childish behavior.
“Ya trus? Do you want to wear a soccer shirt so you can run? Don't bother you, A’” Mama's Mommy while forcing her son to try the mannequin clothes.
Dirga folded her hands on her chest. Why should Mama also tell him to wear traditional clothes with such a cloth? Just interrupt the movement!
“OK, fine! Aa’ try!” Dirga in the end. He surrendered. Want to until when to argue Mama, it feels will not be finished until the fire country attacks.
After choosing to obey Mama, finally one of the male employees there helped her change clothes. Dirga began to use beskap, continuing on a rag wrapped starting from the waist, to along his legs.
Shortly afterwards, Nina came out of the dressing room with a distinctive kebaya dress Sunda with sukapura model. His body was not so small, quite shaped with curves that seemed fitting.
Likewise Dirga, the man was finished with the problem of cloth wrapped around his waist. True, he found it a bit difficult to move because of the cloth.
The two stood in line after one of the officers was about to immortalize them.
“MasyaAllah .. so beautiful my daughter-in-law! Ma'am, please take pictures from various sides yes. For personal collection.” Ask Mama to one of the employees who are ready to capture them through the camera.
Reflex, Dirga pulled Nina in her arms to get closer. The woman was a little surprised by the movement of the man beside her, but then tried to relax the body when the counting call began to be expressed by employees who were ready to take pictures of them.
“Ready, one, two, three .. smile Mas and Mbaknya, yes!”
They smile thinly while showing harmony. Dirga did not act much because he was tired of serving Mama's anger. His initiative turned out to cause a sudden tightness effect from Nina. The woman is seen holding her breath for a moment after a sudden sigh brings them closer.
“Kak .. sorry, his hand can be lifted?” Bisik Nina tried to awaken Dirga from what she had done.
Digesting Nina's whisper, the man immediately removed the tie on Nina's waist. Dirga cleared his throat for a moment, trying to neutralize his nervous and unpleasant feelings after what he had done just now.
“Dah first A’. More later guaranteed, yes.” Canda Mama told all the employees there to no longer pay attention to her embarrassed son.
Dirga again cleared his throat, making Nina chuckle softly.
“Nothing funny, Nin!” Dirga protested when Nina looked at him with a small smile.
The woman was still chuckling softly, staring at Dirga as she said.
“Suitable, Brother. So it looks cooler.” He chuckled slowly and then ran away from there.
Dirga looked at Nina who went towards Mama after laughing at her.
You little boy!
“... good mother, repayment after finished and ready to use the bride. Thank you for entrusting us.”
After finishing with the payment, the three of them came out of the boutique with Mama's very bright smile.
“Shirt already, now we just go home directly A'. You guys haven't listed anyone who's going to be invited, have you?” Said Mama glanced at Dirga who was about to get into the wheel.
“Let Nina give her a note yes, Ma. Coincidentally already noted and the number is not much.”
“Ya it's okay, later Mama asked for the note yes Nin.”
“Good, Ma.”
“Oh yes A’, because the time is less than twenty days, Mama there are plans for honeymoon planning. Hows it? Where are you going, Nin?” Mama asked as she looked at Nina who was sitting next to her.
Nina slightly flinched when Mama mentioned the word ‘honeymoon’ casually. His eyes moved uncomfortably.
The one that Nina did.
He just shakes.
“Loh? Doesn't Nina want to walk together with Aa’? To be more intimate—”
“Mama! Later it will be discussed. Just fighting it yet, it's been discussed there. Is this our way or not?” Sela Dirga before Mama said even more terrible.
Dirga did not even imagine the honeymoon when Mama said that their wedding day was less than twenty days away.
“Anged keep you mah, A’! Yes it's the way, later Mama who is looking for a honeymoon place that is suitable for you. How about to the top? Cold-cold, if both must be warm—”
“Mama!” Nina and Dirga together. The two exchanged lyrics, as if giving the same protest.
Mama just chuckles while putting on a pongah face.
Dirga no longer knows how to take care of this truly magical Mama!