Suddenly Mother
Episode 37 of Wedding

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Alesha Arin bint Pandu Pratama with the mascawin paid in cash."

"Well." Right."

Invitations at the hall. Hamdalah's chanting as well as applause echoed filled the room. The bridegroom smiled as I teased them.

The ruler smiled and began the prayer. Arin slowly turned her face to the side, looking at the man who was now her rightful husband.

He smiled thinly accompanied by a heart that rippled uncharacteristically.

Prayer is over. Aslan immediately grabbed his wife's forehead. Give a brief kiss.

"Woi's patience is still daylight." Their protest. Relatives and families on both sides.

The event was held in a closed manner. Only relatives and relatives were invited. Because Arin does not want to be published. Fear of bathin pressure if covered by the media. Of course hardline Selin fans will attack him through spicy kometar.

Even three months after Selin's departure, he still received the mockery through Direct Message on instangram and twitter. A true Selin fan. As a result, he decided to delete all social media accounts, for the health of his kidneys, liver, stomach.

"Our dreams are married." Shirt Arin after reaching the room. Putting her body in bed.

The show continued after Isha. So there is still a gap of approximately seven hours to rest.

"Hmmm. I don't think so." Reply Aslan shook his head while opening the suit he was wearing. He lay down next to his wife.

"You didn't change clothes? The show's still a long time."

Silent. There is no consent from the wife. Aslan faced his sleeping wife. He smiled, Rubbing the cheek of the rightful woman into his. Then kiss Arin's forehead.

One month before the wedding.

"Hey. It's been a long time." The baritone voice that Arin longed for.

He immediately slid into the man's arms. Bians. He went to Indonesia on the agenda, reviewing several companies as well as meeting the friend.

"Gee. Just get hotter, Bi. My heart starts to melt." Tempta Arin blinked one eye.

"Haha. Damnit. How dare you tease me." Timpal Bian ruffling Arin's hair.

"Hey. Oi. My hair."

"Just relax, I'm ready to buy you an entire salon." Bian interrupted Arin's words.

Arin just smelled a smile.

"Ehm. Sorry sir. I'm a little late. This is the data you need." Said Bian's employee interrupting their conversation.

Arin's the shortest, "Sister Ali?."

The man called Ali nodded, "Hey Arin, how are you?."

Bian frowned, "Wait!. You know each other?."

Ali nodded and smiled. He looked at Arin. The woman who was able to shake her chest from the time of college until now.

"We used to be an organization, Bian. I know Ali very well." Arin sighed.

Damnit. There could still be strange turmoil after a long time did not meet.

"He? How do I not know?." Kaget Bian frowned both his eyebrows.

Arin smiled at me. It's not a story to Bian. About him who joined the student body majoring.

"How long have you been working there?." Tandas Arin was curious as well as divert Bian's conversation.

But strangely, their eyes could not lie. Shame when talking. And there was a sense of awkwardness between them. Sometimes Arin tidied his hair in the wind. And pretend to be clamoring.

Bian smirked at the behavior of his officer and friend, "Ehm. You're giving me your wedding invitation, aren't you?." Connect Bian while opening the file Ali brought.

"You must say thank you to me, Aslan." Bathin Bian tilted the corner of her lips and glanced at Ali's facial features.

Ali remained silent. He did not answer Arin's question.

"Ehm. All right if there's no more. Excuse me." Ali said half-down.

"Eh. Don't eat first, brother? a small reunion." Barat Arin with a friendly smile.

"No. He's still a lot of work." Bian Refute. Ali put his lips back. Pondering his intention of answering Arin's offer.

"Ih. What the hell, Bi?. That's not."

"What Albi said. I still have work. Maybe next time, Arin." Ali cut off Arin's words.

"alright. My number is still the same as it used to be, brother." Arin nodded.

Ali only smiled half-down and passed.

"What do you mean? give her hope? Remember Arin, you're getting married soon." Bian nagging.

"Don't come from Nudu, Bian. I just say hello same kating. What harm?." Arin's rebuttal didn't accept.

"Wrong, Arin. Because you like it." Guess Bian without further ado.

Arin did not answer immediately. He took a long breath. It justifies in the heart.

"That was. What is now discussed. I'm getting married to Aslan."

"You can still choose, Arin. Before the yellow stew curved. And you should know, the closer marriage is. There will be temptations to shake your heart." Bian. Sighs. His eyes looked at the figure of the man standing not far from where they were.

Yep. That man is Aslan. He heard all the words of Bian and Arin. The intention of approaching also he paled. As per Bian's instructions via a chin nod signal, to sit right behind Arin.

"One of them, Si Ali. Maybe still."

"Do not come from nebak. He's just my HTS." Arin snorted.

Bian chuckled, "Good shit. Where have I been? didn't know you had HTS."

"I'm sure you still have the same taste of Ali." Bian Imbuh. Clarify Arin's feelings.

Arin combed her hair with fingers. He held the corner of his lips. Shaking felt a tremor in his chest, when the name was mentioned.

Arin nodded. Free to dodge in front of Bian.

"Then, what are your options? Resuming marriage or approaching Ali in my office?." Bian proposed a choice as if it represented Aslan's feelings.

Aslan who heard held her breath. Worried about Arin's response. A few days ago, he heard his feelings. But, this is a different situation.

"I'm a little shaky, Bian. Even a few minutes ago, there was a desire to delay or cancel. But, it seems like I can't leave Aslan. I don't know, since when did this taste grow on her." Clearly Arin was smiling shyly.

"Leg heard. I thought you were gonna run to that guy. Ah what's her name? Ali." Sambar Aslan stroked Arin's head.

"Aslan?. Bian?. God fucking. You guys are testing me." His grunts closed his face. Embarrassed.

Aslan and Bian laughed while tos. Suddenly compact these two men.

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"Where do you want honeymoon, honey?." Aslan asked after they arrived at the balcony.

The bride intentionally ran away from the event. Want to breathe fresh air. His ears could not hear the music so loud.

"Hmmm. I want to see Nobita's house." Arin replied as he looked at the dark sky accompanied by one, two, three shining stars.

Aslan frowned,"Ha? meaning?."

"Japan, beloved Aslan." Reply Arin let out a long breath.

Aslan blushed in embarrassment while chuckling. Then kissed his wife's lips.

"And that's how life goes on. Sometimes not everything goes as expected. Nothing is perfect either my path or yours. How do you deal with tomorrow?."

...~3SLEEPS...