
I don't feel like time goes by so fast. It has now been almost a month since the proposal was rejected. And now the two families of the bride-to-be have prepared everything energetically.
The Fatih residence.
In front of his house has been installed tarub tent to accommodate invited guests. Because his house is not as big and grand as Salman's family home.
Rows of chairs and tables have also been arranged in such a way. Decoration pelaminan looks elegant with typical Javanese style.
At his home, also had gathered mothers who cooked various processed foods for invited guests. Handed goods are also in the middle of the shape and in ornamental in such a way. So as to produce beautiful forms again unique.
The Aisyah residence.
Almost the same view also occurred in Aisyah's house. In front of his house has also been installed tarub tent. Luxury decoration coating. Rows of chairs and tables have also been arranged in such a way.
Neighboring mothers around the cottage, assisted by the santriwati cook in very large quantities. Because it can be ascertained that guests who attend will flood the event venue.
In the corner of the room, Aisyah was surrounded by several friends. One of his friends was very good at painting his hands using hena. While the other friends as a team hurrah that makes the room sound noisy. Because it is full of endless laughter.
"Hi, every body." a crisp, discordant voice made those who were laughing instantly speechless and turned to the doorway.
A beautiful white woman, a sharp nose like Pinocchio, long silvery black hair and beautiful straying, translucent clothes that only have a length of about 1 meter stick perfectly on the slim body and height. Not to forget high heels shoes that have a height of half a meter, making it look taller like a tower. Anyone who saw him would be fascinated by him.
"Whoever else" he said, closing the door and walking towards his friends.
"Duh, my tubby is getting married. Not waiting for me." his great-granddaughter while hugging and splashing cipiki with Aisyah. Then handed a gift that is quite large in shape.
"Your taste is too high. So first I'm gonna."
"Duh, it's not my taste for heights. But they are the only ones who do not want to be with me, because it was over thinking first." reply Wulan who made his friends back chuckle.
"Where are guys not on over thinking with you. Your people are like a flagpole. Not to mention the mixed blood flowing in your body. Added to the wealth of your parents who make a guy already inferior first." said another friend.
"yeah, whatever. Later if you meet the same soul mate. I also got married to Aisyah. Is that Ai?"
Aisyah could only nod in response to the culprit, Wulan. Although Wulan is different in every way from her other friends, she is actually very kind.
Always treat his friends, share gifts with his friends even though his friend is not on his birthday, give private lessons to his friend in need without charging a fee, he was born to two wealthy parents.
But his wealth did not make him arrogant. And there were many more virtues in him that could not be mentioned.
Actually many men who put their hearts even adore the figure of Wulan. They also race each other to get it. But everything was rejected raw. Under the pretext, 'atiku ora keder nyawang sampean.' (My heart doesn't shake to look at you.)