
The clock continues to shift to the right. Swallowing time is getting closer to eight o'clock. Jenica, Wirabuana, Sukma and Agra are still on the streets. As powerful as Wirabuana who holds the wheel, trying to be able to immediately free from congestion.However, the power, all feels very difficult to conquer.
"Ohh Pa, even faster don't bring the car. This Jenica is too late!"
Jenica was ceaselessly demanding the papa to increase speed. Even though it is useless, whatever the speed of the car being boarded will not have a significant influence. Because the rows of cars ahead there are also like a snail walking.
"You're talking a lot Jen! Look, the road is jammed, how can we use high speed?" wirabuana shouted that was a little upset because since from home, his daughter was just nagging.
"Aaaarrggghhhh .. This way Jenica's wedding will fail Pa. We will all fail to become a much richer person!"
"Stop Jen, you better shut up. It's all because you're the one who woke up. If only last night you hadn't had a bachelorette party this wouldn't have happened!" timpal Sukma who is also no less anxious to the child.
"Why do you blame Jenica? It's also because of Mama. Why don't you put an alarm or maybe you don't have to sleep. This was also bad luck, "Jenica protested that she did not accept because all the blame was placed on her.
Agra, who had just been a listener for the commotion between Jenica and her parents, repeatedly sorted her temples. This debate of his family members really only makes his head feel dizzy.
"Already, already, already. This is why even in the storm itself anyway?" agra shouted to stop the debate of her parents with her sister. "You better get down. Find a motorcycle taxi driver. Let this car Agra's take. As long as it's not too late."
Agra made a pretty reasonable suggestion. He thinks, by using the services of a motorcycle taxi driver can suppress the opportunity to be late. This proposal was welcomed by Wirabuana and others.
"Ah, that's right you said Gra. Okay, come on Jen, Mah, let's go down. We're looking for a motorcycle taxi!" wirabuana.
Without much thought, Jenica and her parents started getting out of the car. Carefully they headed to the edge to look for the motorcycle taxi driver. Until, after ten minutes later, they found the base of the motorcycle taxi driver. No longer want to waste a lot of time, they go to the hotel where the event will be held.
***
"Perfect!"
Madam Rosebrand unceasingly smiled when he saw the figure of the woman in front of him. After two more hours he polished this woman's face with the ammunition he carried and also gave her a perfect hairdo, finally, the woman he considered as the bride-to-be looked amazingly beautiful. Just like the queen Cleopatra.
"Now look ahead! You're really pretty, really, really pretty!" so did Madam Rosebrand.
Dinda who became the 'victim' of Madam Rosebrand's ammunition ferocity because of a misunderstanding can only bow down resigned. As much as he tried to give an explanation, but Madam Rosebrand never wanted to know. For all he knows, the first woman he met in the makeup room is his bride.
"Let's look ahead Cin! Don't duck like this dong!"
In the end, Dinda straightened her gaze. He stared at the mirror in front of him. Both of his eyes widened perfectly when he saw the shadow of a woman reflected there.
"Here I am, madam?"
Madam Rosebrand chuckled softly while patting Dinda on the shoulder. "Obviously, this is you. How perfect, right? Stay wearing kebaya, Eike sure your appearance will be more perfect. Come now get ready to wear the prepared kebaya."
Dinda was hypnotized by her own beauty. He seemed to see a stranger when he saw the reflection of the shadow in front of him. Really, Madam Rosebrand is really good at decorating brides. However, he was stunned when Madam Rosebrand said about kebaya.
"Madam, I've brought my own kebaya, so there's no need to wear a prepared kebaya."
Madam Rosebrand's forehead is slightly wrinkled. "Loh, kebaya you've been prepared by the team, Love. That's the kebaya you ordered a month ago. Why bring your own?"
"Because I'm not the bride-to-be, Madam. I'm just a maid."
"Aduududuuhhh .. You've since been low, Cin. Okay, now you want to wear which kebaya? From the marriage you failed, it is better for Eike to follow your will."
Dinda walked towards the sofa she had previously sat on. He grabbed a paper bag in which there was a kebaya specifically given by Erlan.
"It's Madam!"
Madam Rosebrand simply threw a rough breath. At first glance he saw the kebaya brought by his bride-to-be. "Not too bad. But whatever you're gonna wear, I'm sure it's gonna make you perfect."
***
While in another room, Erlan seemed to be sitting languidly on the sofa. From earlier the phone he brought never escaped from his grasp. Waiting for news from the prospective wife who has somehow arrived where.
The man already looks neat with a white coat wrapped around the body. With this outfit, it really made the aura of good looks of this man seem to increase many times over.
"How's Lan? Where's Jenica been?"
"Last news, he and his family are stuck in traffic on Jon's road. Then they decided to take the ojek. And it doesn't seem to be here yet. When he arrives, he will give you news."
Joni glanced at the clock that was coiled around her wrist. Eight in less than twenty minutes. Really stuck it out.
"I don't imagine if your marriage failed because of Lan's misfortune. After all, your future wife, why did she get bad luck anyway? Did he not sleep last night? His family also had bad luck. Are they not really welcoming this happy day?"
Erlan just indexed the shoulder. Until now, he also did not know what the cause of the prospective wife until the wake of bad luck.
"Let's know Jon, I don't get it either. Jenica hasn't said anything."
"Cckkckkkk .. really trifles Lan. Usually, the bride and groom can not sleep all night because they are so nervous to welcome tomorrow. Uh, this is all bad luck. I'm worried that this might be a bad sign of your marriage to Jenica, Lan. I don't know why I feel bah....."
Cekleek...
"Hi's handsome!"
Joni's words were trimmed when suddenly from behind the door appeared the figure of Madam Rosebrand who looked so happy. Erlan and Joni both stared fixedly at the face of this MUA.
"Adudududu ... This bride-to-be why is her face lethargic like this anyway? Come with Eike, your bride-to-be is ready!"
Erlan and Joni were both aghast. I don't understand what Madam Rosebrand said. Especially Erlan, there were a lot of questions popping up in the head. Just a few minutes ago, Jenica said she was riding a motorcycle taxi. Why did Madam Rosebrand suddenly say that her bride-to-be was ready?
What's this really about? Did Jenica intentionally prank me or what? At half past seven I had not seen Jenica's nose.
"What does Madam mean?" ask Erlan anyway.
"Adudahhh .. This is the bride-to-be why all the weird? You suddenly lost memory of the name of your future companion. While the beauty said that she was not the bride but the maid. It's weird."
Madam Rosebrand walked over towards Erlan. Without further ado, he pulled Erlan's arm which left the man shocked to death.
"Eh, uh, uh, where am I going to Madam?"
"Already, don't say much. I'll meet you with the queen of Cleopatra!"
With all her might, Madam Rosebrand pulled Erlan's arm. Not long after, she arrived at the room where Dinda's makeup was. Slowly, Madam Rosebrand opened the doorknob and....
"Taraaaaaa .. This is your bride-to-be, Mr. Erlan. Beautiful isn't?"
Erlan straightened her head. Right in front of her stood a female figure that looked so beautiful with the makeup and kebaya she was wearing. He was a little pangling with this female figure. However, he knew exactly who this figure was when he smiled sweetly in front of him.
Deg....
Dinda....? My God, why does she look so beautiful and graceful? And this is why? Why does my heart beat so irregularly?
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