
Boutique collections. This is where Anisa and Farhan are now.
"Bak Anisa huh? Let's inside". A boutique clerk approaches Anisa and Farhan who have just arrived.
"Oh, yes mbak". Answer Anisa. They entered the shop.
Anisa observed some of the dresses inside the boutique in awe. Every now and then she stopped observing some dresses up close.
"Good, it seems to suit you". Farhan.
"Ah, could you". Answer Anisa.
"Please try mas, mbak. This is the family dress code that Mas Faisal and Mbak Aisyah chose". Said Mbak Nana boutique officer.
"Emm, Umi's the same Abi's been here huh mbak?". Ask Anisa.
"Had gone, along with Mas Faisal and his family mbak Aisyah. Oh yes, with his friend Father too". Reply Ma'am Nana.
"Abi's Theme?". Anisa's confused.
"Yeah, if not salaaah, his name, Mr. Afif, forget who his wife is". Reply to Nana again.
Anisa and Farhan looked at each other. Why do you and Mom wear family clothes? Farhan too.
"It's mbak". Said Mbak Nana handed over the dress to Anisa.
"And this, for the mas". Reciprocity.
"Oh yes, Mom? I'll try it first, yeah". Anisa.
"Yeah, you go first". Answer Farhan.
A few days later, Anisa came out.
"Sir, may I ask you another favor?". Anisa.
Farhan who saw him could not even blink an eye. "When you wear that shirt it gets ugly. Feelings, beautiful continues". Inner Farhan.
"By mbak, come". Ma'am Nana replied following Anisa into the dressing room. After a while, he came out with the clothes he had previously worn.
Now it was Farhan's turn to try on his suit. Anisa waits for Farhan while consulting about her dress.
Happy Day
This morning. The morning the two brides had been waiting for. After a few days saturated in the room and not holding the device at all, finally now Faisal was ready to the place of his sacred event.
It looks Anisa is teasing her brother who looks nervous during the trip. A very special moment.
Arriving at the event hotel, Anisa went to the makeup of her sister-in-law. Aisyah asked her sister to accompany her.
"Baby Aisy?". Call Anisa by bending her head into the room.
"Dec? Here". Answer Aisha.
Aisha was alone in the room. It's in front of the mirror. Anisa was amazed to see the beauty of Aisyah.
"Babylonian, subhanallaah... Aisy's mom is pretty bungeeet". Praise Anisa hugging Aisyah.
"What's outside?". Ask Aisyah.
"I'm afraid I can't wait to see the priest". Anisa Ledek.
"Hee, really... Nervous mom". Answer Aisha.
"Calm down, the brief begins. I'll be here to pick up a candidate for manten". Answer Anisa.
"Absolutely nervous, huh Ma'am? So, it's just that sampe gemeter". Anisa.
"You'll soon be doing some grain as well". Answer Aisha. Anisa pursed her lips and rolled her eyes panted. Not at home, not here, the topic must be Farhan.
"Ndok, let's get down". Ibuk (mother of Aisy).
"Alhamdulillah is legal to be a brother-in-law". Said Anisa by hugging Aisyah.
"Deek?". Aisha's Whine on Anisa.
"Grandpa, ayoo, Anisa temenin". Anisa's reply calmed Aisha down.
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Anika Pov
Slowly I and Ibuk led Mbak Aisyah down the stairs until she reached the seat beside Faisal. Unceasingly Faisal was grateful, praising the beauty and elegance of Aisyah. Brother Ical recited the do'a on top of Aisy's tub, accompanied by a kiss on the back of his brother Ical's hand by Aisy's mother.
Duuuuh sosweet...
It's nice to show off the wedding book.
"Nis, invited by Farhan duet tuh". Vani brother Akoh.
I saw Mas Faridz next to Father and Abi. Maybe even a duet. Basic maemunah.
"Forbid luu". My answer.
"Darling?". Sapa Mommy's.
"Eh! Yeaha Bun?". Anisa replied in shock.
"We're sitting next to Dad yuk". Invite Mother.
Near Dad is Mas Faridz, duh! It's not good this is my feeling. Mother play with me anyway.
"You sit here first, wait for the photo's turn". Said Mother. I just nodded in agreement.
Uh! Mother kok there siiiiih!
Want to escape to Umi ajaah, but Umi again chat with the iron. Huhuhuhu... My chest can't be controlled if it's the same side as Mas Faridz...
Lhu - lhu Pov
"That's a lot of Nis". Mas Faridz started the conversation.
"Yes, hehehe". Answer Anisa.
"Anisa, Farhan, let's take a photo. Umi, Abi and the others already". Umi.
"Both ajah?". Ask Anisa.
"You want the whole guest?". Umi asked back, furious.
Farhan pulled Anisa's sleeves towards Faisal and Aisyah.
"Eh! Uh! Uh! How to pull it anyway mas? Molor later on". Anisa grumbled by following Farhan's steps with a small run.
"Expensive clothes are molasses". Answer Farhan. Farhan pulls up near the pelaminan.
"It's so pretty, Ma'am Aisy...". Anisa was amazed to see Aisyah about to ride the pelaminan.
"Why deck?". Aisha asked as she passed by Anisa.
"I'm amazed to see Ma'am Aisy". Answer Anisa.
"ah! You mah. You are also the one who is following". Answer Aisha.
"There are candidates for priests as well. I've been pulling clothes". Ledek Faisal's.
Anisa flicked her hand until it came off Farhan.
"Yeah, dad". Farhan answered.
"Don't shake her lips. So want nyubit. Gemes tauu's". Farhan continued by shifting his eyes.
"Come on a photo, he said he wanted a photo". Aisyah.
Anisa and Farhan follow the brides and do some photo poses.
"Mas, take a photo of Anisa there dong". Anisa Pinta.
"Booleeh, wani piro?". Canda Farhan's.
'God, it's his cellphone". Anisa. Farhan started taking pictures of Anisa.
After finishing taking pictures, Anisa and Farhan are seen chatting with the newlyweds.
"You duet sing gih". Said Faisal.
"Yes, I agree, your voices are baguus. Swab! The churn!". Support Aisyah.
"Duuuuh, the sound of potato cake gini kok said good". Anisa.
"Hellittleh. Sok. You go back to being the vocalist". Aisyah.
"Hiiiisshh, ma'am. Don't open the dong". Anisa.
"Monggo mbak Anisa, mas Farhan, please donate a song". Mc said.
It turned out that Brother Ical was already standing next to the MC and asked him to call Anisa and Farhan.
"You're already there, that's a person". Anisa Gerrutu.
"Nor, sanaa. Shame on you, a lot of people". Aisyah.
"Yuk mas". Take Anisa.
Inevitably Anisa invites Farhan to a sholawat duet. Farhan happily duet with his bin candidate. Wkwkwk.
They both agreed to donate sholawat "Albi Nadak".
The soft, melodious sholawat groove they chanted together. The invited guests seemed to be bewitched by their chants.
لِيكْ أنَــا مِلْكِ لِيكْ
تَــــعَالَى قَرَّبْ ضُمَّنِّي مَـــحْتَاجَــــة لِيــــكْ
لِيكْ وُرُوحِي فِيكْ
يَا حُبَّ عُمْرَي انَا عُمْرِي كُلِّهْ هَأعِيشُه لِيكْ
هَوَاكْ هُوَ الْحَيَاة وِأنْتَ الْلَي أنَا بَعْشَقْ هَوَاهْ
كَانْ قَلْبِي مُنَـــاهْ أَجْمَلْ مَــــلَاكْ يِكُونْ مَعَاهْ
يَــــاهْ قَلْبِي نَدَاكْ
وِاتْمَنَّــاكْ تِبْقَى انْتَ وَيَــايَــــا يَاهْ
بَعَدِ سْنِينْ شُوقُ وَحَنِينِ أَلاَقِيكْ هِنَا مَعَايــــا
يَــاهْ ضُمِّنِي لِيكْ دَاه انْتَ حَبِيبِي حَيَاتِي لِيــــكْ
وُهَاعِيشْ عُمْرِي عَشَانْ عَيْنِيكْ وُعُمْرِي فَدَاكْ
إِيـــهْ أَحْتَاجْ لِإِيــــهْ
لُوْ كُنْتِ جَنْبِي مَعَايَّا دَيْمًا قُولْلي إِيهْ
يَاهْ دَه انَا مِنْ زَمَانْ
مَحْتَاجَة لقَلْبِ يـحَسِّ بِيَّا وَاحَسِّ بِيهْ
هَوَاكْ هُوَ الْحَيَاة وِأنْتَ الْلَي أنَا بَعْشَقْ هَوَاهْ
كَانْ قَلْبِي مُنَـــاهْ أَجْمَلْ مَــــلَاكْ يِكُونْ مَعَاهْ
يَــــاهْ قَلْبِي نَدَاكْ وِاتْمَنَّــاكْ تِبْقَى انْتَ وَيَــايَــــا
يَاهْ بَعَدِ سْنِينْ شُوقُ وَحَنِينِ أَلاَقِيكْ هِنَا مَعَايــــا
يَــاهْ ضُمِّنِي لِيكْ دَاه انْتَ حَبِيبِي حَيَاتِي لِيــــكْ
وُهَاعِيشْ عُمْرِي عَشَانْ عَيْنِيكْ وُعُمْرِي فَدَاكْ
Anisa and Farhan seemed to be enjoying the chanting of the two of them.
"That's Abi Ali's son, right? It's been big yaa". Said one of the guests.
"Yeah, it's been a long time since the cottage never met". Answer the guest 2.
"This is this, what I'm looking for. A dream daughter-in-law. My son must be happy". The other timpal.
Back to Anisa and Farhan....
After donating her voice, Farhan invites Anisa to the side next to Faisal's assurance. It turns out that there are already Abi, Umi, Father, Mother, and the two brides.
What is more surprising! Stamped a beautiful beground behind them.
It turns out that this marriage all inaugurated the specialisation of Anisa and Farhan. Anisa doesn't know this at all. Because initially the beground was covered by a curtain.
"Come". Take Farhan.
"This is what mas?". Ask Anisa.
"Let's follow me first". Answer Farhan. Anisa follows Farhan towards their family. Farhan faced Anisa. The guests did not observe.
"Assalamu'alaikum Alya Anisa Azzahra... Hufft, why am I this gerogi. Um! My future wife. That was the title a month ago for you. Thank you for giving this opportunity to such a lowly self to have the title of future husband for you. May the candidate vanish and remain one word forever". Farhan paused for a moment. Anisa can't hold back her tears. Farhan could have done this.
"Today, I Muhammad Farhan Al-Faridz would like to show everyone that you are my future wife. I won't let anyone else take it. Thank you Ya Allaah, for giving such a wonderful wife. You don't intend to step down from my future wife's title, do you, Anisa?". Connect Farhan.
"Say.sa.sayyaa... Me". Anisa's words are cut off.
"Jawab, son". Gentle speech.
"Anisa was moved, Anisa didn't know what to say. And Anisa gave it all up to God, and Anisa knew Abi would not choose the wrong person". Said Anisa lirih. Abi approached Anisa and hugged her.
"Abi is so happy son, Abi will not choose someone who plunges you into bad things". Abi said. Anisa nodded.
Now replace Mother who hugged Anisa haru. Then Mother pinned the ring on Anisa's ring finger.
"Thank you, thank you dear". Mother hugged Anisa. The guests also applauded.
"Yaaah, fail to want to be a potential ghost". Said one of the guests.
"Less garcep. You". Answer friends.
Farhan Cash.
Seriate.....
IMPORTANT INFO!
***Faithful readers, I sincerely apologize for some days and even almost a week not up.
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