Suddenly Husband Wife
Reception Party

''Jude Rus knows about me, Mom. He threatened Amel.''

''I told you Amel, think before you act. Bude Rus is a clever man.''

''Amel upset Mother, Amel ga accept mas Akram married mba Sraya."

"You calm Amel, lest your father know that you have spread slander on Akram and Sraya."

"It should be Amel telling people that Sagara is Nas' son.''

Lita smothers her son's mouth which begins to harden his voice, he doesn't want anyone to know all their plans.

"Down your voice Amel, remember! The only one who knows this is family. If people find out, they'll be suspicious of us. Now you better find the evidence."

That afternoon Akram took his wife and nephew for a walk around the village. Many people greeted them.

Akram and Sraya are very harmonious when they walk side by side, Sraya occasionally nods when passing by villagers.

There are those who stare cynically at Sraya, there are also those who greet. Sraya's simple yet elegant appearance made many pairs of eyes feel envious and amazed.

Akram invites Sraya to stop by the famous meatball stalls in his village, the weather is a little hot and is crowded with buyers. Make Sagara uncomfortable to the point of crying.

Sraya carried Sagara when the meatballs they ordered had been delivered.

"You eat first let me carry Sagara."

"Engga, Mother. You eat first, if it's cold it's not good. I want to nenangin Sagara first," replied Sraya.

Akram knew that Sraya would not calm down if he had cried. Akram quickly finished his meatballs.

Sagara was calm, but could not be separated from the sraya sling. Finally her husband was slowly feeding Sraya a spoonful of meatballs into her mouth.

"Mas Akram .." Akram turned to the person who greeted him, his hands remained focused on feeding Sraya.

"Well, Mas Restu?"

"How are you doing, Mas Akram? long time no see tau-tau home already brought family.''

Akram gestured for the man named Restu to sit with them after shaking hands.

"Yes Mas Restu, thank God have met his soul mate. This is Sraya My wife, and this is our baby's name is Sagara."

"I'm Restu, Mba. Temen Ronda Mas Akram," said Restu introduced himself

"Greetings, my name is Sraya, Mas" Sraya introduced himself and shook hands.

"Mba Sraya, you know what? Mas Akram is from us small until now, always a female idol in this village," said Restu.

"You can do this Mas Restu," Akram returned to feed his wife meatballs.

"Is Mas Akram a lot of his ex, Mas?" ask Sraya jokingly.

"Mas Akram is always evasive, Mba. So I was surprised to hear about the invitation."

They all chuckled, their chatter continuing by talking about many things. Starting from their work, childhood, and friendship.

Sraya who was asked about his life also occasionally replied. The people who were eating in the shop were listening.

How not? Akram and Sraya have been a hot conversation for a few days. They were informed that Sraya was a chef at a cafe in Jakarta.

Any news of the newlyweds quickly spread, even before the meatballs Sraya ate ran out.

When they came home and walked home. Some mothers invite Sraya to get acquainted and invite Sraya to attend organizations such as PKK.

The day of Sraya and Akram's reception arrives. A fairly large hall near the village had Masayu's message.

The hall was transformed into a very luxurious with a sacred white nuance, but Masayu chose famous vendors from their city.

Sraya this morning was done by a famous MUA, makeup with a flawless look perfecting the beautiful face of Sraya.

Akram himself looks like a prince with his dashing appearance, a keris worn on the back of his shirt. Adding to the authority of an Akram.

The invited guests were made to gape at the party Masayu made. Food with a wide variety of dishes, ranging from national to international cuisine.

During the day Sraya and Akram change clothes with tuxedo and wedding dress wrapped beautiful body Sraya.

Willem and some of Sraya's friends from Cordy Caffe appeared to be present, they took pictures together

Sraya and Akram. Increasing gossip among the villagers.

In the middle of their happy show there are some people who do not like. Amel and Lita put on a face pretending to be happy, while Andrean increasingly sad to see Sraya.

When Akram greeted some guests, Sraya still chose to sit at the temple. Sraya accidentally glanced at Akram's mobile phone that vibrated due to the incoming message notification.

A message with a script that Sraya did not know, not long Akram's phone rang. Showing a profile picture of someone who called.

An aged man's face, similar to Akram's but his hair was already bleached. Even so does not reduce the good looks of the caller.

"Mas Akram .. there is a phone," said Sraya rather high because of the sound of music that echoed.

Her husband immediately approached and received the phone that Sraya gave him. I saw some messages from different people.

A message from the caller that his wife saw he ignored. He was more enthusiastic about receiving messages from one person.

"Miss Nastiti confirmed to be in Brisbane, Australia. Signore. He was with a doctor named Reihan. Doctor Rei's been helping Miss Nastiti'."

Akram read the message and immediately replied.

''Send us all the details about Doctor Rei, keep an eye out and help them if they have difficulties while there.''

A reply message went back to Akram's phone.

''Your command will be well received sir. In addition, I have also received a report about the person you requested, and have sent to your email. Please read.''

Sraya noticed that her husband's facial features turned serious while staring at his cell phone. Those acram eyes that were indeed very sharp, added firmness and exuded a domineering aura.

"Mas, what's wrong?" Sraya touched Akram's arm.

"It's okay, Sister. There was only a small problem on the plantation. Some coffee rods are affected by pests," Akram replied lying.

"How much, Mom?" ask Sraya.

"Only about three hundred rods, sir. No need to worry because the workers have taken care of it. They just gave me the news."

The day's events went well under vendor and Mc arrangements. Some photos were taken as mementos.

Even so still in the heart of Masayu and Permana there are afflictions and wounds that they cover as well as possible.

Far from Sukomukti village. City of Brisbane, Australia

Nastiti and Rei's doctor are busy repairing a house they occupy. They have been living in the city for a month.

Nastiti panned straight from the glass wall of the house that doctor Rei had bought, both hands folded in front of her chest.

"It's been a month that I've left my son."

Rei approached Nastiti with a cup of warm tea

"I'm very sure Sraya and your brother Akram, take good care of Sagara."

"I promise to avenge all the wounds Max and Nat have done!"

"I believe you're capable, Nas. I've even seen your strength in the face of all this" Rei said excitedly.

Nastiti looked at the handsome face of Doctor Rei. Then she recalled the difficult times in the middle of her pregnancy.

Nastiti was determined in her heart. She will transform her once meek self into a cold-hearted woman for those who have ruined her life.