Not the Image of Rashmi
BCR #82. MY PROMISE

Asmi has taken a bath, she has been washed as well.

"Well, now only the hunt will get hotter or even rain, this same battery is also waiting..."

Asmi nodded as she was ready, the Asmi family group was ready to leave the building for the grave pilgrimage.

Apih was saying goodbye to Wira who happened to be in front of the terrace of the area.

Along with Asmi who walked with her other family out of the palace.

"Where are you going, bun?" tanya Bagas, because the gemesin boy also participated in the group.

"The procession of the pilgrimage of the tomb, Asmi want to go to the same tomb sunan the ancestral tombs of the kings here, in Astana Gunung Jati." replied Ganis.

"Oh," Bagas berohria, his gaze pounded on Sasi who was harassing Dhara.

Alvaro landed a glance at the heart of his heart, whether magical what was contained in the spell of the fountain murub. But Asmi increasingly looks beautiful and thrilling in her eyes now.

His view must be paused when his w.a' group is too noisy and excited about his marriage and Asmi who impressed amazing!

Alva put on a slanted smile, imagining if the underground kids came to the show. Because he had time to read if they would come by using a car owned by some, and rent some. Even college friends are no less excited.

I want to enjoy coming to the grand scene, do not just watch on tv doang!

Alva chuckled softly reading it. Then he turned his gaze towards the direction Asmi was in, but it seemed Asmi had indeed left with her entourage for the pilgrimage.

Asmi was solemnly praying to Allah, also asking for his blessing at the pasudahanan door, the third door of the nine doors to the sunan tomb on the top of the hill. He also nyekar by bringing flowers and water to the sultan sepuh, kings previous kasultanan.

The Alvaro family group from Bandung, Jakarta arrived in kasepuhan in the afternoon.

"What dream am I, suddenly a family like this, Nay!" gale said when the car had been escorted by the courtier entered through the front gate of the palace square.

"The rich naya entered in the era of the Mataram kingdom that, yes mas.." admitting to see the complex area of the palace.

"That's a hand-drawn item Ganis was looking out for dents in the back car, with the kids," Shania said.

"Yes, a tribute from the kingdom of Mahesa to Adiwangsa!" show Gale making a boisterous laugh created. Andro shook his head chuckling.

Indy and Gemilang were in the second car, while Gemilang's son in the third car carried the goods, and the fourth car was the Yeni and Nengsih families.

The day awaited by all people, especially Asmi and Alvaro, has finally arrived.

The second by second was so thrilling, everyone was quite busy with this day.

Not spared from the shades of green and black, Asmi has undergone the make up process, even the makeup artist who is prepared has fasted first for the sake of carrying out his duties from the wrestling PRA.

Polishing for the sake of polish makeup tools coloring and painting the face of ayu the princess, a special round-shaped siger in the middle is still neatly stored in the glass box.

The jasmine ronce strand is attached together with the siger crown on Asmi's head.

The courtiers (ais pangampih) have prepared with his uniform to serve in accordance with the dress rehearsal last time.

Amih rubbed the clothes on the shoulders of the fire, her husband always had charisma in his old age. Then she turned to face her husband.

"I still do not expect kang, Asmi married.." he added, still the cry of a mother's heart, suddenly made him melt this morning.

Apih smiled his smile, "had regretted, Asmi did not marry Agah? And not be besananan with raden ajeng family Kutamaya?" ask me, Amih then shook his head.

"Not that, kang. But.." she said.

Apih lifting the chin amih, "let alone akang..kita both have raised Asmi as much as possible, educating and teaching all things should be. Akang is the first love of Asmi, who will now give Asmi to Alvaro, at least I have fulfilled one of the obligations of akang by becoming a marriage guardian to Asmi." he said it made Amih teary.

"Just the youngest, only Sasmita.." he continued.

"Akang wants, I can complete all obligations before I will be gone. As a third child, of course the throne will not fall on the akang, at least akang do not have a burden on the house... But as a father, the head of the family at home, I still have obligations.." he explained.

Smiling to hear it.

Tok-tok-tok-tok

The two turned to the door, "it's time." lirih apih.

People who want to watch are only allowed to enter until the square of the palace, the rest is very tight guard.

Some palace guards and courtiers came to the building where the Alvaro family was located, they were ready with black green uniforms prepared.

As part of today's wedding, the two courtiers came in full uniforms to pick Alvaro up alone without his family, called the traditional procession of the bride and groom.

Camera shots and a video roll overshadowed Alvaro's steps in an oversized suit. It is unexpected, if he used to often capture this customary moment for campus assignments, then now he experienced it himself.

"Well, huh??!" Naya pointed to where Alvaro had gone, while he and others had been ready to stand rich pager calf.

"Kok Alvaro himself mas, rich captive so?" tanya Naya whispered strangely.

"The process is so. His kabul could not be witnessed by his parents or his family man." Answer Andro.

"Ah, I know!" answered Naya, but Andro showed his cellphone screen that showed the article procession custom menenteng bride, so that his wife berohria.

Gale laughed at the chat, "when the camera is ready, Nay..make a video procession," pointed Gale at the phone hanging around Naya san's neck in camera mode on.

Naya laughed, "yes." Ganis clucked at the sight of his two cousins, "noisy."

"Uuuu, hajat's mother is angry!" gale Cibir.

Alvaro walked into the main room where the place has now been prepared where he will say a promise to live while with Asmi.

He sipped his saliva a little difficult, in fact being a calm person can still feel the feeling of stubbornness too if the situation is like this.

Soft karawitan music flowed to create a solemn atmosphere of shahdu but did not leave the sacred side of the show.

Alvaro's arrival was immediately greeted by the Amih who brought a cloth to cover Alvaro.

The warmest smile was thrown by Sekar Taji for Alvaro, the smile of a mother who reached the heart, a look of hope left her favorite daughter.

Alva was led to the place of ijab where the apih had been waiting with the ruler without Asmi.

Although the music flowed softly, a tense atmosphere was still created between Alvaro and Apih, plus he felt dwarfed alone by being witnessed by the entire royal family, for the first time Apih became a marriage guardian for his daughter.

The two big hands shook hands between the smell of jasmine and ylang. The gentle breeze in the morning to noon became Alvaro's friend to calm himself from nervousness and tension.

Guided by the feather and the fire, as well as the provision of memorization, Alvaro cleared his breath.

"Ready Va?" ask apih. Alvaro.

In the Cirebon Bebasan language, Alvaro binds Raden Rara Rashmi to life and death.

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