Love Above the Wounds
Songs For Fitri

In a five-star luxury hotel in a large outdoor ballroom, Dicky and Fitri sit in a motel designed with a simple but elegant batik feel.

They were like newlyweds, like kings and queens on thrones and were the center of attention of many.

Many guests who came to congratulate, even though they were married, but the feeling they feel today is very different.

The bliss of the two was evident from the look on their faces.

A feeling that could not be described with the most beautiful literature though, so that the faces of the two were so radiant, filled with an aura of happiness.

"I'm happy Fit, if we had done this!" dicky said as he clasped Fitri's hand tightly.

"Yes, I'm also very happy, first ... Dicky came as my guardian angel, now I feel like Dicky is coming to be my real husband, thank you!" balas Fitri's.

Suddenly Mrs Eni climbed on top of the pelaminan, then approached Dicky and Fitri.

"Mother? Where's my mom from?" ask Fitri.

"The fit! You guys how the hell? How come there's no envelope? All the guests who come here don't have envelopes?" ask Bu Eni.

"Mom, right on the written invitation, is not allowed to bring any envelope or gift, so why do you look for an envelope!" answer Fitri.

"Geez, a party this big why are you refusing envelopes? The capital is not back dong, especially the food is delicious, how are you? If you don't like money, can you give it to your mom??" sulk Bu Eni.

"Sorry Mom, I'm having a reception and this seven-monthly Fitri event is not for profit, it's all purely my gift to Fitri and the invitees present!" answer Dicky.

"Yes, Mom, Dicky's the only one who spends real money, Mom's time is not sincere!" timpal Fitri's.

"Hmm, yes, whatever you are, I'm tired!" sahut Bu Eni who came back down from the guarantee.

"I'm sorry Mom, Mom is like that, sometimes I'm ashamed of Mas Dicky!" fitri said sadly.

"Lho, how is my bride sad? No dear, this Mas mu is okay, even though your mother is like that, she is still your mother, Mas's in-law, also Mas's mother!" dicky said as he stroked Fitri's cheek.

"But I'm ashamed!" sahut Fitri's.

"Don't be ashamed baby, let's smile, a lot of guests are looking at us!" whispered Dicky. Fitri then started smiling back.

The event was getting lively, the host then began to speak, the large room seemed increasingly crowded and crowded, due to too many guests present.

"Tonight, Doctor Dicky wants to present a song to his beloved wife, let's both watch her golden voice with the song she will sing!!" said the host.

Boisterous applause echoed throughout the room.

Dicky then got up from his seat, slowly he stepped, although his legs were still a little sore, he continued to walk closer to the musical instrument and MC in front of the room.

All eyes looked in amazement at him, The handsome young doctor, who now served as the head of the hospital, walked in a batik suit.

"Tonight, please allow me to sing a song, for a woman who has filled my days with her smile and tenderness, that woman is my beloved wife, my life companion, Fitri ... I Love You ...!" said Dicky.

The sound of music began to be played Dicky with the melody of his guitar.

'I finally found you, though,

When this heart begins to melt.

I finally found you

When this body wants to dock

I wish you were

The answer the wolf worries my heart

And let myself love you

Until my age ...

If I match you later

have me with all my weaknesses

don't ever be tired of loving me ...

Everyone was amazed by the song Dicky was singing. Moreover, Fitri who began to shed her tears because she was moved.

Until Dicky finished singing the song, everyone in the room still looked at him in amazement, then a boisterous sound of applause reverberated in the building.

Dicky walked back to sit on his armour.

"Bad Dicky's mom! Just make people cry!" said Fitri while rubbing her wet face.

"How's Fit? My voice is good?" ask Dicky.

"Good Mas, eleven twelve equal artists capital city!" sahut Fitri's.

"I rarely sing in front of you, let's just say that it represents how I feel about you Fit!" said Dicky.

"Thank you ..."

"Thank you what else?" ask Dicky.

"Because you love me!" answer Fitri.

"Together Fitri!" suhut Dicky who then hugged Fitri tightly, as if in a large room there were only two of them, even though thousands of pairs of eyes continue to look at them.

The atmosphere was so lively, the chants of song by song accompanied the party that night.

Guests and attendees began to eat buffets that have been provided with a variety of typical Nusantara cuisine.

Not to forget also rujak with a variety of fruits seven forms that become mandatory dishes because of the content of Fitri who has reached the age of seven months.

Bu Eni went around monitoring the atmosphere of the reception of the princess, until his eyes saw a woman who put some food in her bag, the woman was Miss Romlah. Bu Eni then approached Ms. Romlah.

"Hey Ma'am, if you're eating on the spot, don't wear it in packs too, you ndeso!" reprimand Bu Eni.

"Who is ndeso? That's the time that ndeso, this food is a lot of redundancy if not wrapped!" sahut Bu Romlah.

"Mubazir your head! Guests are still coming, you say redundant, it's gone! Don't be shy about my man show!" cetus Bu Eni's.

"Basic stingy!" sulk Miss Romlah.

"Let's move!! See the others still waiting! Or do I have a security guard in front to kick you out??" fierce Bu Eni.

With an annoyed face finally Miss Romlah out also from the buffet table.

Some of the invited guests began to greet Dicky and Fitri one by one. They all gave Dicky and Fitri congratulations.

Until Adi, Dicky's friend's lawyer while in the house, came and shook Dicky's hand.

"Hi Adi! Finally you came too, I thought you forgot your promise!" Dicky.

"Maybe I forgot to attend the invitation of an old friend, Oya, this is introducing my future wife!" adi said that immediately attracted one of the women behind him.

When he saw Adi's future wife, Dicky and Fitri were surprised not to be upset.

"Adi, didn't you choose the wrong wife??" whispered Dicky.

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