Marrying a Crazy Man
The Shaka Wedding

The day before the wedding.

"Young Master, there's something I can help you with tomorrow's preparations," Secretary Karan came to Shaka who was sitting pensively looking at him continuously.

Shaka just kept quiet and did not respond.

"Sir, are you not sick?" said Secretary Karan again shaking his palm to Shaka's face.

"No need, Mommy has prepared everything" said Shaka.

"In that case, I'll resign, sir!" sahut Secretary Karan.

Before Secretary Karan gets out, Shaka stops him.

"Dad," said Shaka slowly.

Shaka's words just made his footsteps stop at the lip of the door.

Secretary Karan tries to sharpen his hearing, If what he hears is true.

"Dad" again he heard someone calling him father.

Karan's secretary turned to make sure the one who called him was Shaka, his employer.

"I called you...Dad" said Shaka again.

Shaka was already standing in front of Secretary Karan who was still dumbfounded. His hands trembled as Shaka said the father said to him.

The two fathers and sons stared at each other. Their faces are different because Shaka looks like his mother, Madam Stella.

"Shaka," Secretary Karan's face suddenly beamed. Smile on his lips.

"May I hug you, Dad?" ask Shaka.

"Don't you not like me hugging from a little one?" secretary Karan. He knew very well that from a small Shaka always uncomfortable being embraced by him.

"Then, may I call you, Father?" ask Shaka again.

"Master," said Secretary Karan.

"Dad, call me all you want. Like when I was a kid, but please don't call me, sir."

"I know everything, Dad" Shaka said.

Secretary Karan then spread out his arms, "Hug me when you know everything,"

In an instant Shaka hugged her for a moment, after which Shaka then smacked Secretary Karan's hand into her cheek, "Look I'm a big dad, Tomorrow I'll get married. So stop following me!"

Secretary Karan patted both of Shaka's cheeks like when he was a kid when he was naughty.

"It seems true you're already big. I just realized it now!" Secretary Karan looked at the body of his son who was taller and bigger than him.

From the newborn, it was Secretary Karan who from morning to night guarded Shaka until it was this big.

"Find your own happiness father, Don't think of me!" Shaka patted his father's chest.

Secretary Karan simply smiled in response.

"Be a good father to your children!" said Secretary Karan holding his son's shoulder.

***

Everything was suddenly busy today. The busiest one is Mrs Stella. Today is the wedding day of his son, Shaka.

Shaka had already woken up early before sunrise. Although not the wedding she wanted, Shaka still appreciates the efforts of her mother who was so enthusiastic about preparing events for her.

"Shaka, Hurry! We must arrive at the church just in time. Now it's seven in the morning" said Mrs Stella tidying up Shaka's wedding suit. That guy looks so handsome today.

Elsewhere, Firo and Medina are already preparing to come to Shaka's wedding. They are different beliefs from small. In honor of Shaka, they are willing to come to the church where Shaka's wedding ceremony is celebrated.

***

At Geya's house, by the way,

Tok..

Tok..

The sound of knocking is heard again. Now it's harder.

Because there was no final confirmation, Lady Sam was forced to use a spare key to open the door to the room.

Accompanied by several servants, Ms.Sam entered Geya's room. They were about to dress Geya up forcibly.

"Geya, Wake... Son! Look it's six o'clock. You're still sleeping, but it's your wedding day" Sam's madam wiggled her son's body to wake up.

Geya squirms pretending to be still asleep.

"The waiter undresses Geya, she must immediately change her clothes with that dress!"

By Mrs.Sam. All the servants were in their respective positions to dress the sleeping Geya forcibly. Slowly they unbuttoned Geya's clothes.

What are you gonna do? Inner Geya when the buttons of her clothes one by one in force open.

"Mother..stop!" geya shouted as the two maids almost opened the pajamas she was wearing.

With his eyes still sleepy, Geya finally woke up from her sleep.

Geya immediately closed her pajamas that were already open.

"Could my mother reverse my marriage? I'm still sleepy right now. Hoaem... " Geya is going to sleep again.

"If you don't get up fast. The waiter will bathe you here" Ms.Sam threatened her child.

Geya's eyes immediately widened. How could he be bathed on a bed like this.

"Don't do that!" said Geya.

"Then you take a shower, baby. We'll be late soon!" sahut Ny.Sam's.

Puckered her lips Geya went to the bathroom.

"Remember don't take too long to shower, we're running out of time!"

A few minutes' delay.

The servants were busy dressing Geya. From earlier Geya just resigned and continue to mengedumel in the heart.

Why am I married to such a rude man. It was like going into a crocodile hole. Huft..

Geya tried to catch her breath.

"Darling, don't disappoint your mom and dad. If you do mess up, you know your father's disease can recur at any time!" Ms.Sam sat next to Geya who continued to sing her lips.

"Mother, the man spoke very rudely. Can you match me up with a guy like that?" gerutu Geya's.

"Mom doesn't know son, your own father wants it. But according to mother, Shaka is a polite man. Or maybe you're wrong first?"

"Remember he will soon be your husband. We have to obey him" said Ms.Sam.

Geya just said what her mother said. Geya could not even refuse what her father had told her.

An hour later Geya had finished. She looks different than usual, Geya who usually looks urakan look very beautiful today by wearing her white dress.

They arrived at the church at eight in the morning.

There were already a few invited guests outside. Among them Firo and Medina who were holding Drago, beside Medina was Ny.Vika who was sitting next to him.

If it wasn't Shaka's wedding, Madam Vika wouldn't have come to the event hosted by Ms. Stella, her mother.

Geya walked in with Mr. Sam next to her on her way to the pulpit.

Shaka had gone first to the pulpit. Shaka looked at the unstable girl he used to call, So different this time.

That girl is so beautiful. Shaka Gumam.