
"I really love Gita. And we'll be happy if I don't eat your crap!", Danar said furiously. He went out again regardless of his wife's screams.
Anisa was only able to sigh harshly. His son's household is getting runny day. Dance and Danar are both heads.
"Look, my husband loves another woman. And all because Mama used to match them!", said Tari blaming her in-laws
"You should realize, it's all because of you. Try to make Danar comfortable, he will not remember his first ex-wife. Although mama admits it, Gita is better than you!!",
Dance clenched her hands, she dislikes being compared to other women.
"Now my mother's daughter-in-law is me!. Mama should have supported me, not compared me to other women. I'm a girl too, I don't like being compared!!",
"That's why you're self-introspective. Turn into a better wife. Don't get it because of your attitude, Danar moved to another heart!!",
No, Danar can't be owned by another woman. Only I am entitled to be the only woman loved by Danar, Bathin Tari.
"If you want Danar to pay attention to you. Give him a kid!!",
Deg
Dance's heart is beating fast again, son?. It was always that matter that Anisa discussed. But it's true Anisa said, if there are children among them. His relationship with Danar son was harmonious again.
I have to go to the doctor. I must conceive a child of Danar's. That way, he'll only be mine forever.
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"Sir, Mum. Gita's coming. If I had come alone earlier, this time Gita had come with Dirga. The man who will be Gita's husband. We will get married tomorrow, and we ask for your blessing!", said Gita lirih
He deliberately went to his parents to ask for his blessing. If you were married to Danar, Gita came here with Anisa. So in his second marriage, he came with Dirga. In fact, without Gita knowing, when he was in Australia, Dirga took care of the grave of his parents.
"Sir, Mum. I'm Dirga, you must know me, right?. I came again, this time not to vent. But asking for the blessing of the two of you!", Gita frowned at the words of her future husband. Did Dirga come here often, he thought.
"I can't promise the world. But I promise you, I will give my love and my life for your daughter. I promise I won't hurt her and make her cry. So, please bless our marriage!",
Gita was moved to hear Dirga's promise to her parents. The man was sincere, if only he could turn back the clock. Gita believes she has been happy with Dirga for a long time.
"Sir, Mum. We say goodbye, you rest in peace!",
After asking Gita's parents for blessing. Dirga took Gita to the tomb of her mother, just as before, there they also asked for the blessing of Dirga's mother.
After the funeral, they headed to Dirga's hotel, because the wedding would be held there.
"You come here often?", asked Gita curiously
"Yes!", answered Dirga briefly
"Where do you know my parents' tomb?",
Dirga smiled, "I know all about you, including your inner size, I know!!",
Gita clucked in annoyance as well as shame. Jesus, has Dirga been a stalker all this time?.
"Have you been stalking me all this time?",
"No. I know it all because I pay attention to you!",
"Watching what it looks like?", Gita snorted, Dirga just smiled. "Here you go, don't talk about that. Back to that one, you haven't answered my question. You used to grieve my parents?",
"Yes baby!!",
"Since when?",
"Since you went abroad!!",
"What are you doing there?", asked Gita inquiring, Dirga smiled
Gita stared fixedly at the man who would be her husband tomorrow. Dirga had many sides that he himself had not known before.
"Are you also the one who took care of their tomb?", not without reason the Gita asked so. Eating his parents used to be just mounds of dirt marked with gravestones. But now, eating both of his parents was already very good.
Dirga shook her head, "It's not me, but the gravekeeper I paid to clean the graves of Father and Mother!",
Gita's heart warms, Diega is really a good guy. He also took care of the graves of his parents.
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The night had changed morning, today was a happy day for Dirga and Gita. Yeah, they're gonna tie the sacred promise of marriage this morning. Gita was in the room with Ana, she just finished. Gita looks beautiful with white kebaya and siger on her head.
"You're so beautiful, Git!", praise Ana
Gita smiled, "Thank you An, you are also beautiful!!",
"If it is, since birth I am indeed beautiful!!",
Gita chuckled, and looked back at the mirror. He was in a position like this a few years ago. Feelings of anxiety, nervousness and gurgling are still the same. He was married to a man who did not love him. But today, she was going to marry the man she loved.
"You must be nervous, right?" guess Ana. Gita nodded. "Pull the breath, exhale. Breathe in, exhale!!", he continued
Gita smiled, "Some people want to be born!!", he said
"Ish, that's one way to get rid of nervousness. Try to practice deh, must be nervous you are a little reduced. Especially later tonight, uh .. you and the boss will pass ...!!",
"An, don't talk like that!!", cut Gita fast, Ana laughs, she's happy to tease her best friend. Gita's face immediately flushed red, maybe the woman imagined what would happen later that night, Ana thought.
"Git!!",
"Hm!",
"Have the big ga boss??", Ana's question made Gita glare. Ana might ask such a vulgar thing.
"An ... !", Gita spoke unfinished, the door opened
January came with the sisters, Gita smilingly looking at her future in-laws.
"You're so pretty, son!!", praise me in January
"Thank you pah. Papa also looks handsome this morning!!",
January smiled gently, "You're ready?!", Gita nodded, "Then let's go out. The predecessor has arrived!",
Gita walks behind her in-laws with Ana, occasionally sighing in nervousness. After arriving at the bottom floor, he saw Dirga was already sitting in front of the ruler. The Gita's heart is beating faster. Dirga looks handsome in a white suit plus matching color kopyah.
"You are so beautiful!", whispered Dirga as his future wife had sat beside him.
"Are you ready?", asked the pengulu
"Ready sir!!", answered Dirga steadily
Dirga's hands have shaken with the hands of the penghulu, and soon the event will be held. That is, Dirga and Gita will officially become husband and wife in the eyes of religion and law.
"Wait ... !",
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Who, who stopped their ijab qobul??