Love Me!

Love Me!
Weddings


Yoshua sweat on his forehead when dealing with the ruler after previously he was amazed at the beauty of his future wife with Javanese bridal makeup.


Beautiful, gentle, and a strong emanating aura. It was the impression in Yoshua's eyes when she first saw Susan coming out of the dressing room.


All eyes looked at the gentle doctor in awe. Usually Susan's appearance is very simple without makeup. Now she looks so pretty. The clean white kebaya that wrapped her body also made her look elegant and luxurious even in white which implies purity.


A ruler shook Yoshua's hand tightly. Yoshua closed his eyes, gathering all the stability of his soul to pronounce the phrase kabul ijab in front of the ruler. He tightened his hand. The sinister-faced glaring penghulu made Yoshua slightly surprised as she opened her eyes. He continued to stare at the ruler, staring at his lips which began to open his mouth and make a sound.


I must be steady and watch every word of the ruler.


"Loosen your hands" said the ruler, making Yoshua gasp.


It turned out that the middle-aged man in front of him was in pain because Yoshua was too tight to shake his hand.


Yoshua slightly loosened his hands and sighed. He thought he would say ijab, but instead hurt the hand of the ruler because of groggy.


Last night he prank open a video of the wrong word ijab, making him laugh out loud. However, now he himself just felt nervous dealing with a ruler. After that speech, he had a wife to be born and inner!


Yoshua was excited when he remembered the inner living. Thumping feels when it will open what is in Susan's kebaya tonight.


"Mass? Dreaming about?" asked the ruler close his eyes to Yoshua's eyes that looked bright.


"Eh, yes! Already, mm .. I mean, come on, sir!" Yoshua uncovers his shirt and takes a breath and exhales it long.


There was laughter from the back group. Yoshua did not dare look back, nor look at Susan. Fear of losing his speech.


"Ready, huh?" ask the keeper to assure that the show will start.


Yoshua nodded. He adjusted his breathing that was getting up and down because his heart suddenly beat fast. Palpitates. A great responsibility awaits before your eyes.


After a sentence that slid from the mouth of the penghulu, in one breath, Yoshua managed to say kabul ijab. Everyone pronounces it legitimately! He stood up and thanked God, making everyone laugh, including Susan.


The usually somewhat reserved Yoshua now exited his ridiculous manner. Relieved for reaching the word 'sah'.


Everyone is grateful because the ijab kabul event smoothly without any one obstacle. Yoshua kissed Susan. His eyes were somewhat glazed over, recalling after the various problems and one major incident happened to them. They can finally unite in a holy marriage.


Now the two brides enter the dressing room. Susan switched kebaya with kebaya to welcome guests on the lap. While Yoshua was being replaced with a suit jacket that was compatible with Susan's kebaya.


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"Tu, wa! Tu wa's! Tu, wa!"


The twins walk in a line-lined army with carnival clothes pacing in front of Susan's favorite red and blue shades. Red and blue roses decorate every corner of the room.


All the guests who had come to smile saw the twins who were more adorable with doctor clothes and black magician clothes, complete with hats and brooms.


"Mommy! Ena wants to sing! Can you?" he shouted as he looked at a microphone on a small stage held by a jazz singer.


"Your son!" furious Bianca nudged Key who was enjoying a cake.


"Your son too, right?" protest Key.


"Here, Honey!"


The jazz singer invites Celena to stand on stage and she begins to dominate the microphone.


"Whose name?" ask the singer.


"Cellina!"


"Not good! That's it, Celine!" point Celena to Celine who was sitting in the VIP seat observing her.


"Oh, you twins? Oh my funny. What does Celena want to sing? My balloon? A rainbow? Is my cat Belang Tiga?" ask the singer.


Celena shook her head hearing those choices. He put the microphone in his mouth and called out the title of a song.


"Ena wants to sing Garuda Pancasila! Tone C!"


Bianca patted her forehead. She taught Celena that C-tone means Celena's initials and mommy's B-tone because of Bianca's initials, because it was hard to explain to her son about the tones. However, the singer was amazed, the little boy knew asking for a tone.


"Faluda Pancasila? Wow, so nationalist!" praise the singer.


Without waiting on the cue, Celena sang Garuda Pancasila, Indonesia Raya, Halo-Halo Bandung loudly. His hands clenched with feet galloping in front of the guests. They laughed at Celena's magical behavior. Entertained while waiting for the bride and groom to come from inside.


Fortunately Celena who quickly tired of handing the microphone to the singer and then get off the stage after tired of singing.


"Sister, the microphone should be sprayed with disinfectant after being used by others," Kin's message, made the singer gawk because after saying so, he went to follow his sister.


Moments later, the host broke the mood. Two brides are ready to stand in front of the house changed with clothes that look luxurious.


The attention of the guests is now on the bride and groom entering from the front to the temple with some simple traditional ceremonies. Some were washed away in novelty, for both brides had lost both parents.


Ms. Anna and Mr. Anton occasionally cried as they pleased to see Susan and Yoshua since the kabul ijab event, now the bride and groom went up to the mop, they cried again. They were the two living witnesses of Susan and Yoshua. Ms. Anna can only pray in her heart that both of them are happy. So did Mr. Anton.


A soft song accompanied the two to walk to the bridal seat. With happiness, Yoshua and Susan walked together to get there.


All guests rush to the temple to greet Yoshua and Susan. Friends of doctors, former patients, Sinar Group company employees began to arrive.


"No more whining, honey?" felix asked Kimmy who was holding Lingga to look at the stage.


"Ah, just once. I can't find another groom, Mas."


Felix widened his eyes. Really the woman next to him needs special tutoring to digest his sentence. But there was nothing wrong with Kimmy's answer.


"Ish, stop. Forget."


"This gold. Is Mas Pelix gonna marry you again like this?" accuse Kimmy.


"No, Honey. Jeez ...." Felix patted his eel. Salah himself married such an innocent woman. However, there was nothing he regretted.


Felix held Kimmy's hand, grabbed it, then explained.


"I mean, if you look at weddings like this, remember when we used to, right? Trus kepengen again ..." said Felix.


"Oh .. said dong, Mas from earlier. Yes, kepengen, Mas. Can you have a wedding many times, Mom? If possible, we celebrate every year, yuk! I-i think gini!" kimmy with passion.


Jeez .. He thinks birthdays, every year wants a reception?


"Not, forget it. Yuk, we're eating now."


"Ah, this is how it is, confused me."


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