
The sacred day for the Last to arrive,
he has worn a full dodotan wedding dress, along with a keris behind his waist as well as a jasmine that circles his neck to his chest.
Dodotan is the fashion of choice of mama Ratih, because at the first wedding, Ratih prefers more modern clothes and to the west of the goods.
Finally walking into the ballroom, of course, his chest is wide and the field can be seen by many people there.
The flow of Gending met manten echoed in the hotel ballroom which was only fifteen minutes from the residence of Adi putra pambudi utomo.
Rafael and Frans stood beside Pamungkas, the two men who did not have Javanese blood at all looked a little clumsy, but both were handsome using beskap suits.
While Derry stood behind Pamungkas also with a light brown skirt suit.
Not a few of the guests were seen whispering whispers, some were seen smiling smiles at the gallant groom.
While Ratih, who also wears a green dodotan, looks beautiful with a wet solo bun wrapped in jasmine.
The parasite is graceful with neat eyebrows and betel leaf pieces that are attached to his forehead.
one jasmine braid dangled into his chest,
the small body was seen several times feeling heavy with the bun and its array layered in layers. But the Javanese perias trust his mother always accompanied Ratih, and several times tidied jasmine dangling to the chest.
Not smiling one bit, though inwardly admiring the elegance of his wife.
The two remain calm, until the procession of throwing betel, stomping eggs, and sungkem on both parents is complete.
Many family members who need to, because they see no one family who accompanied Pamungkas.
" The son is as brave and as obedient as that. duh alahh.." lamented one of Adi's distant brothers.
Finally, he had to cry, as well as Ratih, when both of them sat down on Adi and Ana's thighs.
How not, the smart MC plays the word to stir the feelings of both the bride and the parents.
apparently this afternoon is still spilling too, even friends of the ultimate friend also joined glass.
The ballroom is decorated with luxury and filled with light brown shades in accordance with the uniforms of the families looked boisterous with songs that deliberately presented Hendra to the two brides.
The man sang in a local band that he deliberately presented to enliven the atmosphere.
While Ratih and Pamungkas were sitting quietly in the guarantee, Pamungkas occasionally looked at Ratih and clasped his bride's hand, the smell of love from Pamungkas looks so concentrated, making all eyes envious looking at Ratih who is filled with affectionate gaze from Pamungkas.
While Ratih just kept quiet and obedient.
" Patience.in half an hour he said we can change clothes." said Pamungkas whispering.
Ratih simply nodded and continued to set his sights on the guests.
Some guests seemed to want to greet Pamungkas and Ratih, therefore both got up and reviewed a warm smile.
But when Pamungkas and Ratih were busy taking pictures with guests, something unexpected happened.
The figure of Arga arrived just present there, with wide steps he came to Pamungkas, he said,
and directly pointing his fist at the face of the ultimate, it all happened so quickly.
The last that is not ready, of course, plunged into the back.
After seeing the bottom fall Arga pulled on Ratih's arm, "how dare you marry someone else!" firmly Arga, but before long the man was ambushed by Frans and Derry.
While Pamungkas who had difficulty waking up because of his array that wrapped around the winding was helped to wake up by Hendra who just threw his mic when he saw his om it was hit until it fell.
The mood of the party was no longer boisterous because of the singing, but because of the cries of the mother who was shocked to see the groom being hit.
" Take me off?! release?!!" Arga, who was held by Frans and Derry, is still raging.
The smell of alcohol burst out as the man shouted loudly.