TACENDA When Love Becomes a Winner
EIGHT STEP: ALMOST DONE

Days change. Morning comes. The Stump family is so busy. The second daughter from the morning had been excited to be dressed. The little girl who soon entered adolescence was busy snacking with a beautiful doll given by uncle Jayendra.

"Dad, when was Mara dressed?". Ask for the umpteenth time.

"Yes, baby, just a minute".

"From just a moment". Said Mara, call dear girl dimpled with full name Semarak Indah Ayu.

Stump stroking breath. This little princess was so excited about trying on a dress from yesterday. His mother promised him beautiful make up like an angel. Be every minute, every hour the same question comes out of his tiny mouth.

"Dad find the fairy first, baby".

"Who can dance Mara like a father's angel". Said cheerfully.

"certainly dear". The stump stepped away. Search for. Tania, the promise-maker.

"My darling sister, quickly find a fairy for Mara. He wants to be dressed like an angel. I didn't stop asking when I was dressed". Stump.

Tania laughed a little. She pinched her husband's waist in anxiety

"That's how I complain". Say it while it passes.

The stump that rubs his waist.

"Patience". Inwardly

Tania approached her little daughter. A pretty face pouted so cute in her eyes.

"Unfortunately mother, would you like to dress up like a heretic?". Soft question.

"Yes mother, like an angel descending from heaven". Said cheerfully.

"Or not, the angel was groomed in the evening. Let his bidadari aura appear. If dandan could now fade". Tania said she was trying to convince her second daughter.

"Is that so, mom?". Ask Mara enthusiastically

"Of course it's true. They come at sunset. If and now, not like an angel. If Mara still wants to dance, I'll call perias right now".

"Don't ma'am. Mara wants to be like an angel. The sun will soon be sinking".

Tania smiled. One job is done. He must meet Safira. The bride-to-be is being decorated with gold hena colored very beautiful, waterproof and sweat. Mara would be excited if she knew that. He should hurry.

"Wait mom, Mara keep doing what? Wait for the sun to sink long". Said lugu.

"You can go to Sumi's bik to take care of your hair, baby. Tell me mom asked for it". Tania.

"Didadari also like to take care of hair, ma'am?".

"of course. Their hair is long, if left untreated it can be damaged, baby".

"good. Mara's going to Sumi's bik. Mara's hair should also be pretty like angel hair". Word's excited.

Tania gave a thumbs up sign in agreement. Nimble The little girl went to Sumi's bik.

Tania gave a small laugh, she then passed towards the bride-to-be's room. The fragrant aroma of flower blossoms pampered his nose. While the curious stump komat kamit muttered something.

"My wife is the champion for the story. You can have such an absurd idea".

"I'll be a grandfather soon. It turns out that it gets old very quickly". Mumbled.

"Master, Sardi Suradi reported. Everything is as your wish". The two brothers respectfully cupped both hands.

Stumps looking. The two twin brothers bowed respectfully.

"Thank God.Thank you. You guys are so reliable".

"Are there any other tasks that we have to fulfill, sir?".

"There was. Try asking the Eagle master how the bridegroom is prepared".

"Okay, sir, we're retreating". Say both.

Housed by the Eagle in Dhayoh Utomo, the Dewa Cakra clashed with Sukro's bodyguard, who was tasked by his father to prevent him from meeting Sapphira. The eagle respected the decision the four had already discussed.

"Come uncle Sukro, just for a second. For at least a few minutes I went to see Safira. I miss my uncle. Understand".

"Uncle also misses his uncle's wife, the adorable beautiful Surati, lord Cakra, but the uncle is quiet for this noble task". Sukro said he would not lose.

"Especially Dwirora, the son of his only ten-year-old uncle". Simpal Sukro

Cakra squeezed his nose. Arguing with uncle Sukro will be endless. The forty-year-old man was very good at speaking words. There's just the answer as if he had a myriad of stocks.

"In addition to Mr. Cakra, respect the decision of the parents and future in-laws of the master, do not tarnish the good name of the master father". Said Sukro.

Tuhkan Cakra cornered himself. He was finally silent. Soon there appeared several male servants along with an old man who was familiarly called Uwa To, the special masseuse of the bridegroom.

"Welcome Uwa To". Sukro said politely. Then welcome to massage his young master.

Initially Cakra refused. He did not want to be massaged because he felt his body was fine. It is not Sukro's name if it cannot convince the God's Cakra.

"This is just a formality, Mr. Cakra, rather than getting angry with the big master. In addition, Uwa To will report to the prospective bride's family if the prospective bridegroom does not want to be massaged. Usually because they have a disease or are not virgins".

"Just son has a disease. I'm healthy uncle and still a pure jejaka. Still original". Reveal bugger.

Sukro smiled faintly. The trap couldn't have sped. Soon, his young master was already a henchman and sweet ready to be massaged Uwa To with a variety of herbs that must be prepared. Assisted by several male servants who prepared all ubo rampe for massaging, Cakra obeyed Uwa To's orders.

Meanwhile in the room of the bride. Safira was almost done in his hand. Hena gold is second to none. Very beautiful and unique because the hand of the painter hena will be led to paint the Eternal Beautiful Flower from buds to bloom and disappear. Any bride who comes from both clans will definitely get the same thing, while those who are not from both clans, silver hena is her choice. With the painting Happy Flower Always the original is silvery, very beautiful.

"You're so pretty, baby. I'm happy to see you soon heading for the pelaminan". Said Safira when seeing the finishing touch hena gold, hena bride of two clans .

"Safira let alone ma'am, very happy. Didn't think we were married this year". Her voice beaming series Aura bride out very elegant and beautiful. The fragrant aroma of the bride's body was also smelled. The distinctive aroma of the bride is still sacred.

"You know, honey. I can barely sleep because I'm happy to welcome your wedding day". Tania.

"Sama ma'am, Safira too". Both of them laughed.

"Mara frustrates your father. He whined constantly asking to be dressed like an angel". A wide smile with neat white teeth was seen on both the mother and the child. His little sister was funny, innocent and adorable.

"Mother managed to convince your sister that her angel danced after the sun sank".

Safira. His mother was like that. At the age of Mara his mother once said that the angel did not like to eat any kind of candy because it could melt their beauty and succeed, he even until now did not like to eat candy.