Paper Plane
Invitation
...The invitation...
...God has created His creatures in pairs. Let us put together the affection you create among our sons....
...Place :...
...The Corner of Our Story...
...Path of Love number 123...
...Day & date :...
...Sunday, 20 February 20xx...
...Time :...
...at 09.00 Wib...
...With all due respect, though,...
...We thank you ...
...before and after....
...We are happy...
...Rendi Atmaja & Daisha Lituhayu...
A printed invitation and has been shared with all the guests of the choice of family. Simple, just a simple party event according to the request of the bride. Although, Rendi Atmaja is included in the ranks of high-class businessmen, coupled with the presence of Marina Mandadara as the birth mother of Daisha, who is a leading perfume entrepreneur in the international arena, which is also known as the mother of Daisha, but the wedding was packed in an intimate wedding event. Warm, wise, sacred, and closer.
By nightfall, the sky was blowing up the stars. Full smile. Soon, it will no longer be alone. True happiness will begin soon. What a happy hue was clearly reflected in the look of Daisha's face. Subsequently, he prostrated to his mother's blessing, Daisha again shed her tears, happy tears. A woman he knew, since he was born, had cared for and raised him with an abundance of love which he called 'mother'. And now, he rediscovered the figure of the formidable woman who had brought him present and to be in this beautiful world, which he called 'mommy'. They are at peace with the past. In her mother's arms, Daisha is overwhelmed.
''Mother, mommy.'' said Daisha stammered. The warmth filled his heart. And so did his two mothers, peace.
After the procession, they warmed up the night again with a dinner attended by relatives at the house of Rahayu's mother who had been conjured in such a way.
And in the morning, they were preparing to go to a hotel that would be the venue for the upcoming event tomorrow.
''Ah bride-to-be, don't be as car as dong. You must be frowned first for a while.'' said aunt Maya.
''Why do you have to be cut?'' ask Rendi.
''The name is also the bride and groom, yes it must be cut first. Let there be kangen-kangen pas tomorrow meet at the akad table.'' continued Rahayu's mother.
''Starting from now you are prohibited from meeting, prohibited from chatting or the like.'' added Marina.
''Why does it have to be like that? Ah, it sucks.'' annoyed Rendi.
''No patience, boss.'' joked Beni.
''Patient father dong, do not be angry. Later mama Daisha so afraid of papa.'' said plain Arka.
''Tuh, horrified your son.'' said aunt Maya. Instantly everyone who was in that place also laughed to see the behavior of Rendi who was wrong.
Finally, Rendi also relented because she received orders and scatters of advice from the three women whom she respected very much. And now he has been in a different car with a car driven by Daisha and Arka.
''Boss, don't frown at the boss. Not until 24 hours, the free boss was willing to do anything.'' said Beni chuckled.
After taking approximately three hours of travel, they finally arrived at the event location that will be used tomorrow.
Rendi also took a walk to observe everything, making sure that it was in accordance with what he wanted.
''Good work.''
''Thanks, boss. As per the request of the noble.'' joked Beni.
Beni also only got a cynical glance from his superior.
''In addition to annoying it turns out you can also be relied upon.'' said Rendi without looking at Beni.
''Bos do not underestimate dong, gini-gini loyal servant you know.'' said Beni chuckled.
''Indeed, I am a king using all.''
''I didn't realize. The boss is right if you have issued a decree not to use a coma!''
''That's because I believe in you.''Rendi reply is no less exciting.
''Ahaha thank you boss, so flattered! Just do not forget the same tuh.'' joked Beni by linking his fingers to form a symbol of the jiggling finger heart.
...ΩΩΩ...
On that graceful morning, the arrival of a pair of brides who were handsome men and beautiful women, young ones, who were clad in the hue of love from the radiance of his eyes. Decorate a series of white flowers scattered anywhere. Clean, holy, and sacred. The clouds are moving, cheerful. Green carpet savanna. Butterflies are said; "the happy day is about to begin!"
Slowly, the prayer buds began to crack. Fragrant, as fragrant as its aroma encircles the contents of the universe. A pair of twigs sang along, the flowers smiled. Foliage dancing, follow the rhythm of the wind.
Slightly in a nervous gurgle, Daisha repeatedly chanted prayers for her show this morning. For the sake of smoothness of the event, for the sake of sakinah, mawadah, and warohmah of his household. There is no special message that he talks to you about, about you.
"Fight for a dream that will haunt you."
Then the wind sent my door, through its blow. The swirling crowd of air that continues to move, also guarantees all the pinta.
On a cold morning it was a friendly morning for a pair of people who wanted to be united by God. The blessing passed through the hands of my father and mother. In front of the ruler and witnessed by several witnesses and all the family, Rendi shook tightly the hands of the ruler in front of him. In the breath of one loud breath, after the legitimate word was heard, the two lovebirds had become one. One body of one soul, one breath of one prayer, one prostration of one pinta, and one faith in one amen. A smile of relief so adorned their happy faces.
Instantly the world became ours, shortly after you banished me from the parents. A set of prayer tools becomes your love dowry. And I just need your love and love to accompany my steps.
How many smiles accompany our love, our unity. There are many prayers for our happiness. Now, our romance is the perfecting worship of faith all the time.
In a different room, Daisha was impaled to answer all the waiting. Stifled, your love leads me to the throne of the contest. A smile of relief so adorned his face when the word 'sah' was heard.
Then he walked to the throne, accompanied by footsteps wrapped in longing. Shade your smile decorate the anchored love. Stiffened, his gaze was fixed on the man who had now become his priest. Handsome, happy face line it.
For the first time, they were reunited with a different status. As a husband and wife. Rendi solemnly put his hand on the top of Daisha's head, honoring the Maha of love.
Then, it was returned with a solemn and respectful hand by Daisha.
''Your servant, who is always staying, has made a sacred promise. Spell your name I have held. With you, you are the priest of life. Together rowing the sampan liv.''
Peaceful night ripples, cheerful laughter by day will be unparalleled happiness when all is in marriage."