The Samawa Till Jannah
–S2– Episode 57. Pah, Restui I'm Married
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Now that it was 10 pm more, Pakde his eyes remained mired with the TV showing demons, Anin was surprised because there was a white-and-white appearance, he did not hesitate to throw the bolster. And makes Pakde also surprised that Anin threw his bolster into the air, Bude already does not know where it is going now. Dreams soundly, do not know two people who are still grimacing because of the sudden appearance of demons.
"Pakde, I'm sleeping first... Pakde if you want to see, look, I can't stand it..."
"Eeh, don't! What was the promise?"
"Pakde's company saw the ghost movie, but I'm afraid Pakde... Moreover-that-that's what?"
"What? Wh who? Don't kidnap, kunti. what is it..." Pakde replied, Anin is already terrified and shaking violently. He covered his eyes and his whole body with a blanket so as not to be drenched with demons, already malem like gini who there is a demon carried by dreams again.
"Well, the ending isn't exciting... What, this movie... Horror yes, but I'm done, I'm running the episode long."
Well, it could be every day Pakde Anin watch and Anin's room near the well again, walah pingin in tampol if so.
Do not go long episodes, which have real seremes!
Fortunately saved, Anin was relieved and drank the water.
"Pakde, I sleep here huh. Stay tuned but, don't go anywhere Pakde!!!"
"Yes, tomorrow Pakde is not working so he can stay up late..."
God only realized at half-eleven o'clock, well tomorrow can be late for work. Anin also passed her eyes and finally her eyes were closed.
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The next day, at the Princess's house was crowded and the media wanted to cover Rifa'i's wedding with the Princess, but all the media could not be entered. The guard was so tight and many people were guarding at the door.
Rifa'i Pov
I am willing to marry, but this heart still has the most beautiful remnants of memory. Even though I remember it without memory.
Today I am married to Princess Johnson, a family of distinguished people from England, I am like a person who does not know the name of the father of the Princess, my future wife who in a few minutes we are married.
Father Daughter he is a family of successful people and beyond my papah, I do not look at anyone, the important heart can choose and can be made a slave for my little heart.
Daughter, my future wife is my ex-boyfriend from High School, he is a good person and can be this outpouring of my heart. He always lent his heart to me.
Who does not know the name of the first beautiful and always carved in the heart? He is always the first.
Why do I think he's there? No, I want to get married... Don't go there yet!!! Don't embarrass the Princess's family, I'll be laughed at by all the media!
"Assalamu'alaikum son.." Papah went inside with a high and beautiful, my papah that I always miss and always loved.
I'm sorry, I can't keep what's there... Everything has become destiny if we really can not be a matching and romantic partner.
"Wa'alaikumsalam Pah, oh yeah how was the show? I'm about to begin with his departure..." I asked with a smile, I wore a black coat that was provided by the wedding organizer.
"Well sir,"
My papah approached me and I wanted to greet his wrinkled hands, the more his longevity has been in eating years, Papah remains my papah and my parents.
Mamah was dead and all that was left was my papah, I hugged her, while my papah was fixated on the situation.
"What's up, son?" Papah hit me on the back slowly and I wiped my tears that just fell.
"Well, I'm getting married... Will Papah approve of me marrying the Princess?" I said with a soft sweep.
"Father will let you son, but there's something you should know. Papah won't corner you, but this has to be a day to heart when you speak. Are you fully in love with the Princess, do not play this marriage with the past, son! Papah is just that message. The important thing is that you are happy with the Princess, papah will be happy son." Papahku.
I still have my wounds, but I have to see the future to come. I have to organize my life, because I don't want to mess around with marriage... Because marriage is once only once in a lifetime, until it really dies to pick us up together... I forgot all about it, because it happened that marriage was a joke, no... I've agreed to be happy and see my wife happy too. Even if God tests us, we will be ready to accept any trials, unless someone really wants to separate us.
"Son, let's go! Do not mostly daydream later forget the same dowry!"
"Yes, I remember that too."
"Allhamdulillah... Then we leave, mas please get everything done!"
"Okay sir, I'll get everything done."
The rest of your carved faces and our memories together, I will still remember them. Find the right partner, not like me, who is playing with your feelings!
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Author Pov's
Anin was getting ready to go to work, Bude who was noisy from earlier, making Anin not focus on his work. Which makes the work complicated, because Pakdenya yesterday invited him to watch a horror film, he had forgotten his work. Until you forget everything, Anin was in a hurry to do it this morning.
Pakdenya intervened, although his eyes were closed because Pakde slept yesterday at 3 am and that was also when Bude was angry, telling Pakde to sleep.
Bude as usual, he prayed tahajjud to get all the trouble out and ask for directions, begging that his marriage always be blessed.
Anin sipped her bag and shook both hands of a loved one as if one knew Anin's own language.
"Eh, briefly... You don't want to go this way, son, your ex's wedding." Bude showed her invitation and despite her wedding today, Anin completely forgot until she dared to stay up last night.
"Hehehe, yes sorry to forget. Alah, anyway, Bude will burn it an invitation from the ribet," said Anin. To make Bude surprised and Anin set off to take an online motorcycle taxi he ordered, rather than jam if using angkot or taxi.
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