Rapa & Cleona: Keeping the Heart
77. Wedding Clara-Burma #2
Leave the blue haru event, now is the time to receive congratulations and receive prayers from invited guests who began to arrive. Although more Clara did not know, but the smile never receded from the lips of the two new couples who were approved by the law and religion.
“Pegel me, Beer, can you sit first?” whispered Clara somehow for the number of times, because since then in fact the desire was always not fulfilled due to guests who continued to arrive endless.
“Yes you've sat down, I'll take a drink first, please,” said the Burmese who helped his wife to sit in the chair behind them before then waltzing away from the pelaminan leaving Clara alone.
Clara's eyes moved to look around the guests who were filled with invited guests were chatting with friends, relatives who happened to meet or chat with a partner. Not a few people who take pictures at the stand that there are many photos of Clara with Burma from the time they dated first until the prewedding yesterday with many other decorations make the place as the most beautiful place to be aiming camera.
In front, Clara saw her parents enjoying a meal while chatting and laughing, making Clara snort annoyed because she was allowed to sit alone on the lap, like a bride without a bride. Doesn't this look pretty slinky? Added with Burma, which he said would take a drink not to return until ten minutes passed. Isn't everyone hearted? What if someone kidnaps her?!
“Good afternoon by evening all,” greet Burma on stage with a mic that is in front of the man's lips. Clara, who was upset with her husband, turned her head and frowned confused, about what the man was doing up there. Sing out? Please, that's not possible. Clara clearly knows how the boy moves when he sings. So what's her husband gonna do up there? Couldn't it be if Burma would embarrass itself?
“First of all I want to thank the invited guests who have been pleased to attend our wedding. Many apologies we say for our shortcomings in entertaining guests. To my father, mother, mother, father and the people closest to Burma, thank you Burma for the blessing you gave to this marriage, and to Clara Queen Yeima, she said, thank you for being my bride, for being my wife and thank you for being my complete life.”
Isn't this Burmese woman adorable? Their marriage did not last a day, but the insults were already in front of many people. Maybe if only he heard Burma would not be this shy, but please imagine, this in front of many invited guests. Really sorry why the mic did not turn off first.
“Luckily I love you, so the insults I take as a compliment. Thank you, I love you too,” said Burma put a kiss on the forehead of the wife who is currently in the pocket of his hand.
“Down, Beer, I want to sing. Although I should have been in nyayiin, but it's okay to let me just. You accompany me, yes?” pinta Clara, who was later taken by the handsome man.
Clara first discussed with the musical accompanist before then looking back to the front with Burmese hands that felt right holding his hand.
After making small talk greeting invited guests and friends and family, Clara began chanting her sweet voice still holding her husband's hand. Staring lovingly and expectantly at her husband, who was countered with a reassuring look from the black bead of Burma. Because whatever it is, it's what he wants. Burma wants her to be next to him until the world ends.
If only his voice was good, it can be ascertained that he will sing romantic songs for his beloved wife every day. But alas, as his wife said his voice like a slob can not realize it, if still forcing any of his wife convulsing rather than touched. But it's okay, for this business let Burma humble themselves, after all there is no prohibition is also a man who is sung? Let Burma be a connoisseur of the beautiful voice of the wife.