Let Me Fall in Love
34. Am I In Love

Banner & Aulia Engagement. The sentence was emblazoned on a gate decorated with flowers. Welcoming the arrival of the Panji family who began to enter and greet the large family of Aul who lined the right side. And the nuclear family is at the end, welcoming the very end.

"MashaAllah, the beautiful future mother's daughter-in-law." Bunda Ratih hugged Aul after greeting Mother Sekar, Puput, and Rama. And Aul responded with a shy blush.

"Ami.Mother's youngest child, pangling deh." Mother Ratih took out Ami's chin and hugged her after greeting Zaky. Ami responded with a chuckle.

After Bunda Ratih and Anjar's father, Panji's turn was followed by Padma shaking hands. As Panji arrived before Aul, a sweet smile was accompanied by a loving look painted on his handsome face. Aul was suddenly groggy when the hands of both hands touched each other. Her pretty face is blushing.

Padma and Ami faced each other. Not shaking hands, but tongue-raising. Then hug while giggling.

What is thrilling for Ami is to see Akbar who is handsome at maximum wearing long-sleeved batik slimfit model. He moved closer behind Damar. And now it's in front of Mom. It was heard talking for a moment although it was unclear what they were talking about. After touching four more people, it reached him. Jreng-jeng.suddenly his brain imagines a horror film because the body is now tense.

"Quiet, Mi. Tenaaang..not really Ami should be groggy all. Bollywood an at school art show aja santuy." Ami's inner speech is self-suggesting.

It was Ami's turn to kiss the hands of Mami Ratna, Papi Krishna, then Cia and Damar, and now come face to face with Akbar. Embarrassed, he greeted by touching Panda's hand to his forehead. He could read the lips of the CEO who smiled sweetly and said without a voice, "Beautiful."

All guests have sat in an orderly manner on a white-covered chair with a brown ribbon decoration. The ceremony began with an MC. Ami's focus on staring at the MC dude giving a welcome, distracted hearing the phone inside his sling bag ringing.

"Guild me, Fa. Don't be ashamed." Bisik Ami answered a phone call from Ifa who said it was in front of the gate with Kia and Sonya.

"Yes, I'm there." Ami moved from her seat because her friends were embarrassed to enter the event. He passed the edge of Akbar's seat. Curious glanced at him and had already prepared a smile. But the person who wanted to be glimpsed was nowhere. Seat's empty.

Bruck.

"If the road ahead dong, Neng." Akbar gave a smile because Ami hit his chest.

"Sorry.sorry." Ami grinned while holding the base of his nose that hit the chest of Akbar's field. The pain is not much. The shame is incredible. And ser-seran is rampant. Wrong behavior.

"Where are you going?" Akbar did not waste the opportunity to stare at Ami's mature face like a tomato. Still with a smile.

"You go outside first, brother. My friends came but said they wanted to be embarrassed. Daaah.I live first." Ami waved and quickly passed away wanting to avoid embarrassment and a timid heart. Effects of contact with Akbar's chest.

The three friends of Ami in front of the gate were doing selfie photos. Ami also invited in and sat in the back row because there were 4 empty lined chairs.

"Mi-Mi, that's Coach Akbar isn't it? Similar." Sonya poked the arm of Ami who was sitting next to Kia. He was surprised to see the man sitting in the third row who was focusing on looking ahead.

"Ih, that's Coach Akbar. Isn't that right, Mi?" Kia answered with certainty.

"Yes, really. Akbar is still a family with Kak Panji. That's why it came." Ami smiled faintly because from his position sitting, could freely stare clearly.

"Guys, just wear batik aja cool severe yes Coach Akbar. How about wearing a suit. I want dong to be held." Sonya whispered with a frenzied expression. What Kia and Ifa responded with giggles.

"Ho oh really. Later on the dinner, we samperin and ask for a photo yuk. Uh, but that's the one next to her Ayang isn't the one." Ifa was no less excited to respond, without stopping to pay attention to Akbar who was talking by turning to the side.

"Yeah, at the very centil anyway. Akbar is still single. That's not his girlfriend. That's Brother Cia, Akbar's cousin." Ami turned the eyeballs looking at Ifa and Sonya most frenziedly praising her Panda. While Kia is more calm despite looking admiring.

"Lyes. We can free the deck-deket Coach Akbar. Uh, we'll have the picture changed. Don't forget to touch up again before nyamperin doi." Sonya raised her hand. Take a fight tos with Ifa and Kia.

Ami widened her eyes to see Kia returning tos fight while giggling. "Hais, you are. The laughter of Sonya and Ifa."

"Hehe must be loyal, my friend." Kia poked her tongue out.

The show is starting to reach the top. The banner that sat on the left flanked by Bunda Ratih and Anjar's father, began to stand by holding a mic. Confidently looking to the right, there was Sekar and Zaky sitting flanking Aul.

"I Panji Syahreza, want to ask permission to the family of the late Mr. Ramdan Wijaya. I have intended my purpose here to worship Adinda Aulia Maharani. Hopefully my goals and good intentions and family can be accepted by the Aulia family." Say Panji calmly and straightforwardly.

MC dude handed A mic to Aul. Give me a chance to answer.

Aul stood up and began to regulate his breathing. Because a little bit of tension started to envelop. Moreover, the atmosphere became quiet.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahiim. God willing, by the blessing of Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala, and the blessing of my Mother, Teteh, and my two sisters." Aul gulped as the novelty suddenly burst forth. "I am Aulia Maharani, sincerely accept the proposal of the Panji Syahreza."

"Alhamdulillah....Mothers Mothers in attendance all. We have heard together yes that Adinda Aulia received the proposal of the Kanji, without coercion." Bung MC then asked Mother and Panji and Aul to advance to the middle of the stage.

Mother Ratih pin the ring on Aul's ring finger. Then Ibu Sekar pinned the ring on Panji's ring finger. Smiles that adorn the face of the bride and groom who show off the hands embedded in the ring, to be immortalized in camera shots. One more month will rise to the status of being a halal couple.

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"Sir Akbar, these are my classmates. I want to say hello, he said. They still remember Coach Akbar." Said Ami who was asked by Sonya to introduce first.

Akbar stood up and looked at Ami's friends one by one. "Hey, well, it's great to see you again." He held out his hand with a friendly smile.

"We are also happy to see Coach Akbar again. Play it back to school dong, Coach." Sonya shook Akbar's hand with a cold face and full of smiles.

"Hm, if there's another invitation, God come." Akbar turned to Ifa and Kia.

"We all want to be in the photo with Coach, yes!" Sonya brandished her phone.

"With a pleasure." Akbar smiled and nodded.

Ami pleaded because he was told to be a photographer. First, he photographed Akbar and Sonya. Twice a shot is not enough. Sonya put up a lot of style up to seven shots. Then Ifa no less centil take pictures of various styles. Only Kia took pictures in the style of kalem. Finally, a photo together.

"Why pout, Cutie." Akbar sat down beside Ami. After Sonya and her friends thanked her and went to the food stand.

"They have the same photo of Akbar. It'll be exhibited at Wag. I don't have one." Ami sulked by putting on a sour face.

Akbar chuckles. "If the same Ami let alone photos, more than photos can also really. Smile dong, beautiful."

Ami's pouting face disappeared instantly changing into a shy smile. Compliments that make his chest rustle. "More than what's that photo, brother? Be ambitious." He looked at Akbar. Expecting explanation.

"More than that photo means whatever Ami wants, I'll do." Akbar smiled knot.

"Hm, make the photo fit with a blue background, can you?" Ami sniggered into detention.

"That's to put in the marriage book huh. Why not. Come on!" Akbar touched Ami's arm. Take away.

"Eh uh, where are you going, brother? Just kidding." Ami laughed while holding Akbar's hand to stay seated.

"Yaaah, was to be invited to meet Sekar's mother, ask for permission. Then we go to the photo studio." Akbar put on a disappointed face. Even though he knew, Ami was joking.

"Ahaha. Not yet time, brother. Still skul."

"So, when's dong?" Akbar raised one eyebrow. Challenging.

"Ish, don't know ah. Brother Akbar eat it want me to take it?" Ami diverted the discussion because she felt cornered.

"Can deh. Not much of a name." Akbar chuckled to see Ami who was leaving with a face that was still blushing.

Akbar according to when invited Ami moved to the cafe. Three dinner plates have been presented at the table following drinking water and dessert. With a more cool atmosphere because the room is AC.

"Sir, I want to be photographed first." Ami restrains Akbar from sitting down. He deliberately invited Padma to eat the following table as a photographer.

"okay." Akbar follows Ami's steps towards the cozy background cafe. He poses in a cool style. Like standing upright with both hands folded on the chest, changing to put both hands into the pocket of pants. In contrast to Ami who posed in the style of hilarious and rancid. To the extent that Padma was photographing while giggling.

"Attent, Mi. One more style!" Padma asks Ami and Akbar to sit in a chair close to a vintage window. He then took two glasses of lemon ice at the table where he would eat.

"If Padma later said 'cheers', the glass was pitted against each other while looking at each other and smiling sweetly. Okay?" Padma gave the rules.

"Hey, okay, okay." Ami is actually ashamed of Padma's orders. But according.

"Let's see here, Mi. His eyes are on the spirit, let it feel." For Akbar this is a moment to ensnare Ami's heart.

Ami cleared his throat to dispel the tension that had suddenly appeared. As the cheers' cue rang out, the glass clashed in the air with a warm look locked together and a sweet smile framed on the lips.

Oh my God, what is this feeling. Why does the chest always shake and the heart feels comfortable every time you look at the face of Kak Akbar. Am I in love? Can I fall in love with him?

Angan Ami floated with a cheerful conscience. That handsome face adorned with a brewpub is really hypnotic. Forgotten to turn.

"Hey, Mi. Padma is the motto. The hand is still on top. Ahahaha."

Ami blinked her eyes. He just realized it was still a toast position alone. Akbar was staring at him with his chin up and holding back laughter. While Padma was laughing without guilt.

"Ish, look out for Padma, Brother Akbar! You guys are rese. I'll be acting again." Ami pursed her lips. Akbar finally laughed like Padma.