
Usually waiting is the most boring, annoying and torturous thing to the heart.
But not for Ajeng and Papa Reza, every day waiting for the day they will get married feels always pounding.
Sometimes every night even smile themselves, imagining later in the night like this they will not sleep alone anymore.
Dipingit tradition also makes this longing so dusty, like a time bomb that is ready to explode.
5 More days.
4 More days.
3 More days.
Everyone is getting busy with their responsibilities in preparing for the wedding.
The 3 dresses Ajeng will use for her wedding finally arrive home. Aunt Jia came directly to see Ajeng wearing the clothes. Ensure directly that everything is perfect in Ajeng's body.
1 For the reception and 2 for the reception.
Every luxury car that comes to Ajeng house is always interesting to be seen by many people.
And Elis, who every day hoped that the marriage would fail for a long time, hesitated with his belief.
For a long time he could not deny the fact, that Ajeng will indeed soon marry a rich man, handsome and beautiful.
Her husband Erwin did not even have a fingernail end of her future husband Ajeng.
Inside her quiet room, Elis stroked her bulging stomach.
Hate to admit that he was guilty of Ajeng, because that's why now the person he had hurt was his life so good, while he languished.
And despite thinking that, it still feels so hard to say sorry.
The Ajeng house.
The beautiful girl ended up wearing one by one her clothes.
Nia and Tri's mother were also in the room, watching with both eyes twinkling.
Remember very well how Ajeng hurt when his marriage with Erwin failed, and now God replaced it with something extraordinary.
"Yes Ma'am, Ajeng looks so pretty, how's Nia?" ask Aunt Jia.
"Double beautiful Tan," Nia replied enthusiastically to make everyone laugh.
"Tante took the picture, let Oma Putri see" said Aunt Jia again.
Ajeng.
With his shy style finally some photos successfully taken, Aunt Jia also immediately sent it to Oma Putri.
After Ajeng took off all his clothes and changed house clothes.
He looked at the screen of his phone that was on.
He thought there was a notification from Papa Reza, but it wasn't, it turned out that there was a message from a new number.
At the beginning of the sentence the message was clearly written Erwin's name.
Ajeng, it's Erwin. Sorry, because I hurt you so much. Sorry was once the most painful memory of your life. But I'm sure by now all those wounds have healed.
You have a much better replacement than me, to the point of embarrassing myself to meet you in person.
Ajeng, I beg you to forgive me. I sincerely apologize to you.
May your marriage smoothly, and later become a sakinah family, mawadah and warahmah.
Erwin wrote in the message.
Ajeng did not know when Erwin wrote the message he was crying. In life we love someone we cannot have.
"What's Jeng?" asked Tri's mother when she saw Ajeng continue to stare at the screen of his phone.
"There's nothing, ma'am" Ajeng replied, smiling and erasing Erwin's message.
Without replying.