Love of the Adjutant
Chapter 89

After going through many difficulties in submission, it was finally over.

The next day with some documents and cover letters, Indra immediately went to KUA to register their marriage.

Indra submitted all requested files to KUA staff.

"When do you plan to get married??" ask the KUA staff.

"Fastly Sir. If you can this month." said firmly Indra.

"What date is it?? Let me write it in the register book."

"Ehmm, that....." Indra's confused.

"Is there still no talk of marriage??" ask the KUA staff.

"Not Sir."

"Yes, you've talked about it first when the date of her marriage. And this file let me take it first."

"Ohh, good sir." said Indra.

After KUA, Indra went straight to Kinan's house.

"Dek." said Indra when he saw Kinan who opened the door.

"Yes Mas." greeted Kinan with a smile. "Where's abis from??"

"Mas of the KUA."

"KUA?? Why??"

"Yes want to register our marriage, baby." replied Indra.

"But we still haven't discussed it yet."

"That's why I'm here. We want to talk about our marriage." Indra passionate.

"The name of the wedding should be discussed by all family members. His parents Mas, and my parents as well." Kinan explained.

"Ahh, the last Deck. Mending we take care of everything."

"But we also need their help."

"Yes, I know. But at least we have to discuss the date when we will get married. Because it has been waiting for the same Mr. KUAnya" said Indra buru buru.

"Seek, you call Mama and Papa first, okay??" kinan Pinta.

"Ehh, don't need Dek." Indra held Kinan's hand.

"Important the date of the jihab qobulnya first. If the reception can follow. What matters is the official marriage first."

"Mas." Kinan stroked the husband's cheek.

"Propsy. We should discuss this issue with family members. Patience, huh??" Gentle Kinan.

Hearing that, Indra hugged Kinan.

"But we want to get married, baby. I don't want to be far from Adek anymore. I want everyone to know that this Adek belongs to Mas. Let our relationship do not need to hide anymore." explained Indra.

"Yes, Adek understands. But all that will need a process, need to be talked to first the same two families. No one's afraid to disagree, or object."

"Mas doesn't mind." said Indra.

"Yes to Mas. How are our parents??"

"Old man Mas would agree too."

"Mas." Call Kinan while stretching Indra's embrace.

"Better to talk to old people, huh?? Let it taste better." Kinan suggested.

For a moment Indra thought. Finally Indra also obeyed the will of the wife.

Without thinking long after returning home from Kinan, Indra immediately called her parents to come to Java to discuss their marriage.

The next afternoon, Indra's parents came to Java and discussed the marriage to be held in the title.

"Where?? What date will be the title??" ask Papa Kinan.

"Indra wants it when??" ask Mr. Indra.

"You can hurry up, sir."

"When is that fast?? What's next month??"

"Ohh, not Sir. Next month it's time." reject Indra.

"When do you want to??"

"In this week alone." replied firmly Indra.

"This week?? Isn't it too rushed??" ask Papa Kinan.

"Ready, no." replied Indra.

"All of this requires a process. Not to mention the reception that will be in the title. We still have to prepare everything. What else we also have not prepared the invitation." explained Papa Kinan.

"Ready. This is what we used to call the official marriage, for the reception can still be followed."

"Don't, son. Better to take the show. Don't work twice" I suggested.

"Rubber, Ndra. So like the morning ijab qobul, the sorenya new reception." added Mama.

It was seen Indra sighing many times. Seeing that, Kinan who was sitting next to her also held the hand of the husband.

"Prophey yes, my. We must be married." said Kinan softly.

Indra nodded her head.

After a long conversation, it was finally agreed if their marriage would be in the title three weeks away.

All preparations were immediately made. From wedding clothes, decorations, catering and even invitation cards. And to prepare all that, Indra's parents also had to stay at Kinan's house.

For wedding clothes, the ijab qobul event will be held at Kinan's house wearing a white dress. Indra will wear a black suit.

And for the reception will be held in a building in Malang City. The shades of mint green become a choice of clothes for the reception and flower decorations that will decorate the entire building.

Because of Javanese customs that require them in pingit, they were eventually banned from meeting until the day of H. But that right frustrates Indra. How not. A day did not meet the wife alone, Indra was like a fish that ran out of oxygen.

[That's the tenth time Mas said in a day.]

[Sir, seriously.]

[Yes, yes. Adek knows.]

[We video call??]

[Now ahh. It was the same as meeting.]

[Jeez Dek, have a lot of heart with her own husband.] Indra chirped.

Kinan just smiled slylyly. He wanted to prank the husband.

[Such a long time can he find it?? Who does custom pingitan kayak gini??]

[Emang want to be in the same place??]

[Pengen Mas came, continued Mas angrily angrily.]

[Mahaha.] Kinan laughed off.

[Partially he does not know what, holding a longing is difficult.] seduced Indra.

On the other end of the phone, Kinan smiled, hearing the husband's words.

[Honey.] Indra's voice suddenly serious.

[Yes, yes]

[After this we will properly live the household ark. So if there is something bad, please Adek remind Mas huh??]

[Yes Mas. We are equally reminded.] Kinan added.

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And the time came for the very day H later by all of them, especially for Indra. From the last he could not sleep, even though this is not the first qobulnya ijab but somehow it still feels deg deg an.

At 7 o'clock, Indra was already at Kinan's house with family and some friends from the Battalion. Even the Commander was present as a witness at the event.

When pak Penghulu began to shake Indra's hand, the atmosphere began to calm down. He also began to recite his sacred words. A set of prayer tools and some money made dowry for his beloved wife.

"Huh??"

"AH!!!!" say everyone who was there.

"THANK GOD!!!!"

The gentleman began to recite prayers to the two brides.

Kinan also came out of the room, to the place of reading ijab qobul. The smile of the sumringah adorned the two happy brides. They signed the marriage certificate on the table.

Finished the whole series of ijab qobul event that morning. Starting from ijab qobul event to sungkeman event. The marriage certificate is in hand.

"My wife??" goda Indra while eating a plate together with Kinan.

"Yes." Yeah."

It was seen Kinan patiently feeding the husband.

"Finally after a long time no see, can meet also." smile Indra.

Kinan replied with a smile.

"Mas kangen Deck."

"Yes, this has already been met." replied Kinan while eating his food.

They also dissolve in intimacy.

It was the afternoon as they were preparing for the reception. Unexpectedly Indra went into Kinan's room which was preparing to be ready.

"Dek." said Indra peeking.

"Well?!! How come here anyway??" sontak Kinan immediately stood up and covered his body using a rag.

Slowly Indra entered the room. He was wearing a green suit, which he usually wears during official events.

"Can't you go into his wife's room??"

"Yes.., yeah, I can. But Adek still has to be ready first."

Wardrobe and perias also smile at the smile of the two of them.

"Udah, no. There, go. I want to be ready first." Kinan gently pushed the body of the husband.

"But Mas still want to see the decoration of our bridal room." Indra looking for reasons.

"Yes, I can see it."

Kinan immediately closed the door of his room tightly.

"Deck, Deck. It's very same with my own husband." said Indra from behind the door.

"Let's." replied Kinan.

Kinan continued his preparations.

Once the same was ready, the two of them immediately headed to the reception venue. With a car that has decorated with flowers and tassel tassels on the front hood.

Arriving there. Indra and Kinan were preparing to start a sword org. The event is usually held at the wedding. Many members of the TNI were present to attend the event. The invited guests also look enthusiastic to see the procession of the debauched sword.

After finishing, Indra and Kinan began to sit on the bridal chair that had been provided. Like the king and queen last night. On their right and left, there were old men who always accompanied.

Each invited guest took turns one by one greeting them. From the ones they knew, there were even those they did not know at all.

"The feet are tired of Mas Adek" said Kinan who had to stand for hours to greet the invited guests. Even if you sit, but it's only for a moment.

"Yes, that's why you should rest first."

"Where's rest?? In here??"

"No, not in the room. Here, Mas accompany." seduce Indra.

"I'm not tired of that." Kinan stood up immediately.

Indra who saw his wife's behavior also smiled. He is like a hobby to work with his wife.