My husband is my teacher
The new sheet will begin

Exams underway.

Latika fought, fought with the matter, her hands were holding a powerful weapon to help her answer the problem, moss. in front of the computer

Nandi and Qilan were also struggling. Unfortunately, Hasan can't help him now that he's out of town.

Qilan returned to the village with Nandi.

"What!" Nandi was surprised, his eyes flashing next to his feet with a smile.

This Village Hall.

"Lt..." Qilan's mouth was wide open. Sanggar surprised at the news they got should be good news even bad news, "They are not there. Where are they going?"

"Sir Kades, Mr. RT, Rawi, and Mr. Imam went out of town. They have sudden business. In about 3 days it will be back" said Haspu, who was sitting across from them.

"Oh, that's a long time ago. What business is it?" Nandi scratched his non-itchy head.

"We'll just pick it up. Where's the address?" Qilan.

"aaa... I don't know either" said Haspu with a stupid expression over their affairs.

Qilan was disgusted by the pretentious face, it was easy for him to yell, "But, you're the only one who knows where they're going. We just want the address."

Qilan really exploded.

"I forgot," said Haspu still with an angry expression.

"It's people. Not changed either. Just threaten me." Qilan exclaimed in his mind.

If not for him being the only one who knows where the four people went. If their families knew where they were going, Qilan and Nandi would have gone there asking. Want how else they do not know when the family they know just go to the city there is something taken care of.

"Then you come with us. Take us to them, at least you remember a little with the address. There is no way you can forget, you are just lazy to remember" said Nandi.

"Let me help you."

Qilan clenched his fingers.

"Follow us or not" said Nandi.

"Ha.. Aye." Yeah." Haspu nodded in agreement with a pale face, "But, I want to tell the family first."

Qilan and Nandi looked at each other, not agreeing they wanted to hurry. Forced to drag Haspu into the car, just leave a message to those there to tell their families.

That day they went out of town looking for Mr. Kades, Mr. RT, and Mr. Imam.

***

Because of the test and Latika got round 2 so he had time to visit Afriadi.

They have too little time to talk.

I don't want Latika to go.

While Nandi and Qilan traveled around the city looking for the address of 4 people.

Already on the phone but not picked up, Qilan who was furious about wanting to explode, the target of one Haspu was.

It's a big city not a small village. Lagian Qilan and Nandi not so sorry with city streets, forced to rely on Google Maps.

***

"Hiks.." Latika bowed in tears remembering again with Afriadi.

"Latic. Don't think about it. This is munum first. You should concentrate on the exam."

Bu Laila sat down to accompany Latika in the Principal's office.

"Mom heard Viana's explanation... I understand your nature, and why you keep this a secret. I'd do the same thing if you were in your position. Don't think about it. Just focus on the exam. Afriadi would have said the same thing. She definitely didn't want to be a burden on Latika's mind."

Laila hugged Latika, calming her down.

"Hiks..." Latika cries in Laila's arms.

At the School Canteen.

The students were busy talking about the news.

Latika's close friends also talked about the news, linking it to the viral video first.

"Who spread the news?" tanya Sahri plays the cutlery.

"I don't know." Salasiah raises shoulders.

"What a person who spreads news is a bad person" Sahril said.

Hana just kept quiet listening to the words of friends.

"I didn't expect either. If it's Afriadi and Latika-" sir"

A BAAAK...

immediately interrupted Salasiah sentence see Hadi snapping a special table with his fierce face.

"Can't you shut up, I'm willing to go!" scribbled.

"But, I was more unexpected that the one who spread the news was one of the disciples of Ayubiyyah High School," muttered Salasiah glancing at Hana.

"Well..." Sahril was surprised, looking seriously at Salasiah, "What did you say sal?"

"There's no repeat" Salasiah said.

"It seems you have a point too. Is it possible Kina," guess Sahri.

"Kina doesn't exist, does." Salasiah lowered her head.

"Oh, yes." Sahril just remembered, "the one who spread the news meant that he was jealous of Latika. Accusing the non-non. What kind of person should be punished?"

A BAAAK...

Once again Hadi snapped at the table,

"You can be silent. From that moment on, just try to read the book in a minute it's your turn."

Hadi stood up from his seat.

"Where are you going, Had?" ask Sahril.

"I want to go home. What I'm here for, I'm done, too. I'd better sleep at home." Hadi get out of there. Actually he was not bothered to read books but, he did not want to listen to them talk about the ugliness of Latika.

***

"O Allah, thou knowest everything, thou knowest Allah that the servant is innocent. Make it easy for the servant to get out of this problem. Give your advice, O Allah ..." Afriadi prayed after Isha', he asked Allah for help, there was no place for him to ask for God's salvation.

After finishing Afriadi sat leaning against the wall. Suddenly someone approached him.

"Hey!" greet the man fiercely, his hair long curly, thick mustachioed, his arms tattooed, his body firm. He stared ferociously at Afriadi, scaring him but Afriadi just relaxed looking at him.

"What's wrong?" afriadi asked, his gaze turned to those at the end of whispering to each other, seemingly afraid of this person.

Sruuk...

The man sat next to Afriadi, sighing heavily, looking at Afriadi who was not bitterly looking back at him even Afriadi's gaze was terrifying in his eyes.

He gulped, escaping his gaze, and,

"What did you do?"

Afriadi furrowed his brows, answering him briefly, "Sholat."

Tests...

The big man's tears were dripping down, though,

"I haven't prayed in a long time, I even forgot how to do it. I have lived in the dark for a long time. I want to go back, I want to pray for the rest of my life." He stared at Afriadi with tears, clasping Afriadi's hand tightly, his actions shocked Afriadi like a electric sting, "Please teach me, take me back to the path of truth."

Afriadi said, "Good."

"Hey! You're here!" snapped the man at those in the corner.

Without being told to go twice.

"What's the Bang?" ask one of them.

"Wear it again, quickly sit down. We learn to pray," he said with a sigh.

They all sat together around Afriadi forming a semi-circle.

"Began teacher," said the gentle-hearted fierce man.

Afriadi smiled, his heart said Basmallah, then explained what prayer is? What reading? Because they used to pray the prayer they still remember and it makes it easier for Afriadi. Because the Isya's prayer time is still there they are asked by Afriadi to perform congregational prayers, out one-on-one from a cell in Afriadi's company to teach ablution. After everything is finished taking the water of ablution they perform prayer isya' bersama'ah and Afriadi became imam.

After their prayers lay in rows, waiting for sleepy eyes, they asked about prayer and religious matters. One by one their questions Afriadi answered easily and used a discussion that they could easily understand.

Don't ask why Afriadi can answer, after all, he used to go to school in pesantren for 7 years from childhood, he was thrown into pesantren until he went to class 2 as Afriadi Junior High and asked to go home with his mother to school in the city. Afriadi agreed to understand that his mother misses his son and does not want to go far especially after his mother entered the hospital because the sugar levels rose so ask Afriadi nearby to continue to fear one moment later when they were far apart he died without knowing his son.

Before returning to the city of Afriadi asked his teacher for blessings in the boarding school for the knowledge given, and maybe all this he felt, remembered, and taught was a blessing from his teacher.

Finished with the questions one by one the prisoners began to sleep, but the soft-hearted fierce man had not yet slept nor did he tell about his life that was full of violence and obedience.

In between the stories he asked, "Will God forgive my sin? I've sinned a lot, and I rarely remember."

Again the question was easily answered Afriadi, complete with his postulate and stories of people who are experts in hijrah became experts in worship.

A few minutes' delay.

The soft-hearted ferocious had already slept.

The prison atmosphere was quiet.

Afriadi remembered Latika.

"What else is it? Has he prayed? Is he sad again? What in not studying for the exam? Is Adek thinking of Brother?"

So many questions arise in Afriadi's mind.

"Good night Deck.

may Allah protect Adek," exasperated Afriadi, closed his eyes began to sleep.

Nandi and Qilan had to spend the night at the hotel with them.

Yes, Nandi and Qilan managed to find their address, helped by Hasan who came to help them find the address, happened to be Hasan was there too.

They want to go straight back to town.

But, Nandi proposes not to first, because the night is dangerous too.

***

"Hiks... Brother..."

Latika lay on the bed with tears dripping down her cheeks, she let go of her longing with Afriadi by looking through photos of Afriadi on her phone.

Variety of styles exactly the top model.

Sweet and bitter memories remembered by Latika. Remembering her when Afriadi scolded her about oppa, Latika could only laugh after remembering them easily and Afriadi's words that praised herself.

Because too much crying makes him sleepy to sleep, slowly the phone in his hand detached.

To the next day Latika could not visit Afriadi because he was late to school.

He wants to visit Afriadi, but Viana does not give him to continue to drive to school.

In the car they argue.

"... Latika, you need to go to school now. Soon you will be entering the exam," Viana said firmly.

"Sir, I'd like to see you for a moment. Pliss.." Latika pleaded with a pushy tone.

"No Latika,"

Viana was like a mamak-mama who scolded her son.

"Sister.. I'll beg you for a minute." Latika still forced Viana.

"No. The exam first. Then you can see Afriadi. He'll also kick you out if you go there" Viana said.

"But, brother-"

"Latika heard brother. You test first, after the test you can see Afriadi if you need to spend the night there let the police know that you are Husband-Wife. Then they released Afriadi."

"sister." ⁇ _ ⁇

"aaah.. Bodo. Go to school first." Viana ignored Latika's ( ⁇ ) whimper and continued to drive to school.

Latika was forced to go to school.

Arriving there Latika did not want to enter, forced Vina to drag Latika in. While taking him to the exam room he nagged Latika because the mother-in-law caught her son running away from school.

Hours passed.

Latika came out of the examination hall, she had already finished the exam. He walked through the deserted hallway of the classroom, he avoids to meet the owners of the mouth of the sewing machine biaslah their mouth was talking constantly noisy anyway it was like a fast sewing machine uniting the cloth not to forget with the sound that also comes.

His steps came to a halt when he felt a tremor in his hand, at which point his phone rang an incoming message from Viana.

Latika picks up Viana's call, she just tells him that she's on her way back to pick him up.

On the other side.

Hana and her sohibs look very busy, wailing to look left right like looking for something.

"I have to tell you the truth. Where is Latika?" his mind cried out anxiously, his fingers were itchy, anxious to talk to Latika.

A few minutes later, they saw Latika passing by.

Salasiah persuaded noiselessly, patting firmly on Nana's shoulder, who quickly turned to look after Latika.

"Latica!!" call Nana stop Latika's move.

Latika looked at those who were approaching. Their steps slowed down when their distance with Latika was already as ether.

"What's wrong?" tanya Latika flatly grasped tightly onto her phone.

"Well talk." Salasiah nudged Hana's shoulder.

"La-Latica..." Hannah stuttered to mention Latika.

"Yes." Yeah." Latika was confused with her friends who had other expressions than usual.

"La-Latika ma-forgive me. I'm sorry mita." Hana stammered apologetically.

"Huh.." Latika was shocked, why is Hana apologizing? "I'm sorry about what this is?"

"I know I was wrong Latika. Hicks..."

Hana cried hugging Latika, "I know I'm guilty. So I beg you to forgive me."

"You're wrong with me, what's the problem?" ask Latika in confusion.

"Actually... Actually was... Actually it was I-I who reported Mr. Afriadi to the police and the video was me who made it."

"W-what?" Latika was startled, looking at Hana in disbelief, it felt like there was electricity stinging her ears.

Yes, it was Hana who reported the abuse to the police.

Hana already knew that Afriadi was Latika's husband she knew first than Nana.

How did Hana know that Afriadi was Latika's husband?

It was Sunday Kina came to Hana's House, she helped Hana a lot to prepare the cake order. In the middle of the day Kina went to take a shower, and she forgot her phone that was not locked anymore because her boyfriend last night played his phone so the pattern of his phone pattern was removed and Kina forgot to make a pattern again.

When Kina took a shower Hana secretly peeked at Kina's phone, she knew Kina's phone wasn't locked she saw it before I opened her phone unpatterned or scaly fingers. Quickly he carried out his mission his intention was to delete photos of him and his friends by accident he saw pictures of Afriadi and Latika on the kissing stairs, and many more photos of the two of them.

Hana's mouth was wide open when she saw the photos of the two of them were shocked quickly she moved the photo to her phone and did not forget to delete all the shipping marks.

Since that day Hana has known that Latika is dating Afriadi. As time goes on Hana is jealous of Latika and always she meets them especially after knowing Latika has dinner at her father's restaurant.1

Until he is tempted to take revenge on Latika, it feels he is the one who deserves Afriadi instead of Latika. I don't know what's in it, Hana just follows

his lust.

"Why are you doing this, Hana? Hiks.." asked Latika to cry.

"Sorry Latika I envy you, I envy you for having Mr. Afriadi. I'm sorry Latika, I know I was wrong. Hix... Sorry Latika..."

Hana hugged Latika again. He cried in Latika's arms full of regret.

Behind Nana smiled widely, relieved to feel. It had already managed to find out who was slandering Latika.

Yesterday after finishing the first exam Nana caught Hana on top of the school building.

"What are you doing Hana?" nana asked flatly, looking intently at Hana before her.

Wuus...

The wind blew fiercely waving their headscarves and clothes.

"What's the deal with you?" Hana indifferent.

"There is, of course, Hana. Why are you doing all this? What's in it for you? It is not you I who put feelings on Mr. Afriadi, I also put feelings on him. But, I realized that if he wasn't the only man in the world, there were still a lot of better men out there... Latika is your friend Hana and also my friend. You could do this to her? Don't you have feelings for Hana? Have you been friends for a long time, do you want to destroy your friendship just because of your blind love? Aware Hana everything you do is wrong..." Nana shook Hana's body, she explained firmly.

Hana had asked suspiciously to Nana, fortunately Nana was smart to answer.

Nana's suspicions grew stronger after she got the news.

His mind was drawn from the suspect.

"... Tell Latika the truth. Don't break your friendship..."

Hana looked agitated, not feeling her tears dripping.

Nana dispels her anxiety by hugging him, "What's wrong, don't be afraid. I'll accompany you to talk to him. Latika must understand,"

Hana was crying so much, she could no longer speak. Fortunately Hana was willing to listen to Nana and now she was sobbing in the arms of regretful Latika.

Hearing Hana's confession and Hana's explanation. Bismillah Latika forgives him but I don't know Afriadi.

***

Arriving at Home, Latika pouted up the stairs. He is disappointed with Viana for not taking him to the Police Station and taking him home.

Along the steps of his feet up the stairs, along it also tears spilled remembered with Afriadi.

His steps halted for a while in front of the door of the room, he entered with his head bowed, slowly Latika's head raised her eyes wide open shocked to see the presence of the figure sitting on her bed, with a smile and arms wide open ready to receive a hug.

Yes he is Afriadi. Broken footsteps approaching Afriadi. Latika does not believe that in front of her Afriadi,

Many times Latika opened her eyes, looking carefully at the illusionary or real Afriadi.

PLAQUE...

Afriadi gets a slap from Latika, notya a hug even a slap he gets.

"Ouch, sick Deck." Afriadi moaning rubbed his spicy cheeks former slap Latika.

"Original." Latika thinks Afriadi is just her imagination, because too long for her to look real, "Abang."

Drapp's..

Latika hugged Afriadi tightly making it difficult for Afriadi to breathe.

"Hiks... Brother."

"No more crying, you're already here." Afriadi rubbed Latika's head, calming her who was crying roared.

Around eleven o'clock Afriadi was out of prison. He separated from them the prisoners, did not forget to pray for each other the best.

Outside Afriadi has been welcomed with his sohib, relieved it feels out of prison. I can't wait for Afriadi to meet Latika.

Afriadi wiped away Latika's tears using her thumb.

"Adek misses Brother."

"Yes, Brother too."

Latika hugged her husband as tightly as she could, an indescribable sense of joy. They were so happy, this time Latika acted she kissed the cheek of Afriadi who had not been next to her for a long time.

A few days ago.

Until the night, Latika always tacked on Afriadi did not want to be far from him, afraid he went again.

"Adek dear Brother," said Latika hugging her husband.

"Date is also dear Adek." Afriadi kissed Latika's forehead, rubbed her head, "Sleep ya Deck."

"Abang don't go. Just stay here."

Afriadi smiled, "Yes, you're not leaving... Sleep on."

That night Afriadi slept in Latika's room, she still missed.

Tomorrow.

Afriadi went back to school.

Grieving the Students see Afriadi, fear arises because the last few days they disturb Latika.

Every day Afriadi took care of everything that concerns the news. Until Hana came to Afriadi to account for his actions.

And for the students involved in the braking on Latika. One by one the parents of the students involved met Afriadi, making a statement if they did not agree to leave the school, he said, look for other schools if they are accepted can also students who are expelled from school can stamp not good from the community and difficult other schools will accept them.

A week passed. The slander issue can be resolved in a short video explained all along with evidence, witnesses and he gave an explanation of their closed relationship.

Time passed, until the time of farewell. All 12th graders wear parting clothes in matching light blue. The series of events that have been arranged in the open with MC.

Until the time came they all sang farewell songs simultaneously.

The cries of the 12th grade schoolgirls became more and more after hearing Afriadi's short speech advising them.

However, the standing ovation they received when the wedding of Latika and Afriadi was announced to Kamarudin at the end of the event. One school is invited.

Not a few schoolgirls who cry to let Afriadi.

But the students were the opposite, happy to be able to eat well, free again.

After that farewell day, despite all their obligations at this Ayubiyyah High School, continued their steps to pursue their ideals.

They took pictures together to make memories, crying broke again after they separated from friends who had been considered family.

***

Two days before the wedding.

Latika and Afriadi do prewedding photos with pro photographers.

The results are satisfactory, Latika looks very beautiful and mature as well as Afriadi looks handsome with a white suit tailored to Latika.

A matching couple.

A thrilling moment for Latika and Afriadi.

Their wedding, held in a large building, tells everyone about their status.

Their wedding party was held with festive, the stage is wide decorated with knick knacks, beautiful.

Latika deg deg degan as long as he self-sufficient with his own friend, who else if not Salasiah. Yep, Latika who asked Salasiah for her parents-in-law because Salasiah used to say she wanted to decorate her friend if they were married.

Latika believed in Salasiah to decorate Latika.

Salasiah was also helped by her aunt's bridal makeup team.

Well, it fits Salasiah so make up actress. His hands are agile using make up tools.

In another position.

Afriadi deg deg degan during the trip to the party venue. He was dressed in the back seat.

Hasan who was the driver of me m from earlier noticed Afriadi, as well as Qilan.

Men dressed in white Malay custom neatly equipped with a panjak, songket, keris do not forget to wear. Afriadi looks dashing exactly the prince of the Malay state, charismatic times.

Hasan and Qilan were unceasingly teasing Afriadi.

"First night." Hasan smirked seducing Afriadi.

"Law... Brother don't be so hard." Qilan screamed softly, demonstrating Latika later.

"Mahaha..."

Laughter filled the car.

That face was already red hearing their temptation.

"Focus on driving Hasan, '" heartily covered his red face.

"Yes, the point is congratulations Af," said Hasan seriously no joke again, "Well, it means we are alone again who have not married."

Qilan looked at Afriadi smiling to tease again, but he did not so after getting a sharp eye.

Afriadi looked nervous, he looked out the car window to see the city calming itself. It's just Af's party, you just sit with Latika instead of saying Kabul's hijab again. The nervousness is excessive too.

Not long on the way.

They arrived at the party. Afriadi was greeted with joy by his closest people, Bik Ipah's husband and family were also there.

Afriadi was brought to talk with them, to relieve his nervousness.

After Afriadi's conversation remembered Latika, he left them to call Latika but all calls were rejected. Afriadi started to worry, fearing something happened with Latika.

Many times he called Latika, but still the call was rejected.

Bik Ipah's husband saw Afriadi panicking from a distance approaching him.

He asked what problem? And Afriadi answered that Latika could not be contacted and Salasiah could not be contacted. He was afraid that anything would happen to him.

Bik Ipah's husband rubbed Afriadi's back to calm him down, then called Samsul to follow.

After a few minutes Samsul returned, Pira in neat batik clothes put a tense face to the outside.

Look at the expression on Samsul Afriadi's face and start to think something's going on with Latika.

Quickly he came out when he got in front of the doorway. He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the bride's car had arrived.

Quickly he got rid of all negative thoughts.

Afriadi's face met after seeing Latika get out of the car.

His heart was racing, not strong. Not not strong not not strong I am not strong see this Wife.

The woman who wears a white wedding dress, with perfect makeup, with good hijab plus with embellishments that beautify.

Latika smilingly walked slowly closer to Afriadi.

Ccr... Ccr... Ccr...

The camera takes pictures of them.

Tak... Tak... Tak...

Latika's footsteps rang out, the white shoes made a melodious sound along with her heartbeat.

When he arrived in front of Afriadi.

Afriadi gave his hand, Latika accepted with a smile.

They walk side by side towards the pelaminan. The MCs were already cheering them up, all eyes were on them, the cameras were working on their pictures.

Not far from the pelaminan, they stopped at an artificial gate that was decorated in such a beautiful way.

They stopped there for a few minutes to read the prayer and the new do'a went up to the visitors.

It was a mix of nervousness and pleasure.

Oh, my goodness they smile only, so their baper is single.

Well, what a matching couple like princes and princesses in fairyland.

Latika and Afriadi friends are busy taking pictures with various styles.

The surprise did not stop there.

Afriadi sang a song for the polarized Latika, 'you are my heavenly angel'

He sings after cutting the cake.

Three-level cake with beautiful decoration wear a statue of the bride and groom again on it.

They cut the cake following the instructions from the MC, not forgetting so bribe.

Cheers and applause found them.

Oh yes among them all Hadi also applauded him and his family was there present in the party, rather surprised also the Hadi family knew that Latika was married, and the family was married, they understood why Latika had kept it a secret. Hadi's family also took pictures earlier with the bride.

Don't ask how Hadi feels? He is well praying for the best for them.

***

Nights...

First night, Wak ( ⁇ )

Latika in the bathroom cleaned herself, she was long in the bathroom hesitant to go out. When will he stay in the bathroom? Want to see you tomorrow? Actually Latika is nervous about going out, this room belongs to Afriadi so fitting later he put on a shirt and Afriadi appeared suddenly pounced on him.

Quickly Latika flicked her hand away the negative thoughts.

Quickly he got out of the bathroom.

Hooo.. (°o°)

Latika was surprised to see Afriadi was there sitting on the edge of the bed, earlier she was still talking to Bik Ipah's husband outside now it is here. Unexpectedly, then Latika used a mini towel anyway.

Afriadi's views were on Latika. Quickly he covered his body with crossed hands.

Afriadi grinned towards the timid Latika.

Afriadi stepped forward Latika stepped back until she could not retreat again the wall behind her, wanted to escape both hands Afriadi had stuck to the wall, locking Latika.

His eyes were closed, his face was approaching for a kiss.

Ouch, Latika's heart is muai again, pounding.

When his lips were almost there...

Tup...

Latika covered Afriadi's mouth with her palm. Afriadi opened his eyes to see Latika.

"Bring first," Latika said, closing her nose, "Born."

Afriadi furrowed his brows, kissing his own ketek.

His nose wrinkled after smelling his sticky, sour smell.

"No problem" he said, surprising Latika.

"By..." Latika exclaimed in disdain, prompting Afriadi, "Prieve first."

"One time Deck" he asked.

"Not nothing. Take a shower." Latika shook her head, went to change clothes.

"okay." Smiling, Afriadi walked into the bathroom.

Latika sighed, looking back to make sure she was gone or not. Fortunately he thought so, quickly Latika put on a nightgown and prepared an Afriadi shirt. Get on the bed before he gets back.

Latika pretends to sleep.

The sound of the bathroom door opening and closing again, Latika tried to sleep.

Afriadi sighed seeing his wife was asleep, quickly put on a shirt and then went up to the bed.

Kartika can feel the bed on Afriadi, he tried to mope when it was felt Afriadi approached.

His shoulder was touched and swayed waking Latika up,

"Sir, Isya's prayer?"

Latika was immediately literate, turning to see Afriadi blinked his eyes several times, he forgot yet to pray earlier he thought Afriadi would attack him but instead invited him to pray fellow. Actually this Latika wants or avoids?

"Sholat first yuk, just slept."

Latika nodded, got out of bed, took the water ready to pray.

Afriadi became a priest for the umpteenth time, but the prayer tonight feels very different.

After a few minutes of prayers Latika salami Afriadi, do not forget his habit of rubbing the head of Latika during the salaman while reciting a prayer for him.

A few minutes' delay.

Afriadi said kindly to Latika who was sitting on the edge of the bed, she was below while holding Latika's hand.

"Sir, tonight I ask that you may, Brother" he said meekly.

Latika allowed it.

Afriadi's mouth komat Kanit read do'a before ahem. He gently kissed Latika.

Slowly fall down and fall into bed.

Love love love that night.

Hum, perfect night for newlyweds.

The next day a new life sheet is opened with a different status from the one in the eyes of the community.

~Sekian~

~Season 2 finish~