
The atmosphere was quite crowded that morning. Some of the invitations have come. Gather in the living room that has been dressed simply. Febrian seemed to be there. The man's appearance was neat . Her hair has been cut. The sideburns growing on his face had been shaved away.
The man looked agitated, many times he took a deep breath as if he was calming himself. It looks Erza patted the shoulder of the friend and gave a smile to calm down.
In the room Alira was finished being made up by a salon person who was invited specially by Febrian. Alira is already wearing a white modern kebaya that was also prepared by Febrian. The woman was just as agitated as the groom.
A lot of things stuck in his heart and mind. Could this marriage be the best way for them ?. Or the road to another wound up ahead ?. Many worries were tucked into his heart. But he can't back down anymore. He did not want to disappoint his parents.
Finished in makeup Alira sat herself staring at herself in the mirror. The woman gently rubbed her stomach which began to appear enlarged.
'' May this be the best way for us to see Alira. It felt like there was a very small movement, but Alira could feel it. It was as if the movements in his stomach were responding to what he had just said.
Alira smiled, her heart warmed. He assured the heart that his decision to marry Febrian was the best decision . There would probably be a remnant of that wound in his heart. But he did not want to scratch the wound on the clean heart of a child. He will not let his son get hurt because he does not have a father.
It is no longer about his heart. But about a baby to be born in the world. It is no longer about his happiness but about the heart of a child that he must take care of. He can only stand by what is going to happen in the future.
The sound of the room door opening, Alira stared at the door. A well-dressed mother came into the room that had been Alira's room for several months.
'' Son '' said mother after being near the child. Rubbed Alira's head gently. The woman's eyes looked teary.
'' May this be the best way for all. For you, Febrian, and your child-to-be. I can only pray that you can be a loving, loving and loving couple. Febrian may have made fatal mistakes in the past. Forgive him, start everything with a spacious heart without a grudge.' said the mother at the end with a soft breath.
Alira looks to be in tears. The woman who looked beautiful with a simple polish could only nod. His tongue was thick, his eyes were warm. He tried to open his eyes so that the tears would not spill.
Not long after, a knock on the door sounded. Dsn appeared the fairy from behind the door.
'' Let's go, wait outside ! ''. Said the woman in her 35s. Mom grabbed her daughter's arm and stepped out of the room. Followed by the fairies who walked behind them. Holding the dangling end of the kebaya.
When their steps almost reached the living room, the room where the ijab qobul was to be held. Alira breathed a deep breath, calming the nervousness that dominated the heart. The mother clasped the princess' hand a little tighter, as if knowing about her daughter's nervousness. Mom said there was nothing to worry about.
Up to the threshold of the divider, the middle room with the living room. All eyes were fixed on the bride's pads that looked so beautiful and graceful. Febrian was unable to take his eyes off the woman of his tribe.
His heart expanded perfectly, looking at his future wife who appeared so beautiful with the clothes chosen by him. Until the moment the woman who had lowered her head sat down next to him, Febrian did not take off her gaze.
After the bride came, not long after the event began. The father married his daughter, handing over his responsibilities to the man who now shook his hand. Receiving ijab from the Father with a loud and fluent qobul from a Febrian Dirgantara.
In that instant, Alira had changed her status to become the mistress of Febrian Dirgantara. Alira greeted the husband and brought the back of the hand to kiss him. And Febrian kissed the wife's forehead with a feeling of happiness and relief.
Alira's feelings are hard to express. There is a sense of relief, but there is also a sense of worry . There is also a warm heart. But even the shadow of betrayal feels so real in plain sight. Until the pain is still felt. He could only give up on what would happen later in his life.
The event finished with prayers for the two brides. The impromptu marriage ended smoothly.
'' Congratulations bro, finally said Hardi as he greeted Febrian who smiled widely.
" Thank you really also want me to always repotin Febrian said who immediately embraced the friend. Hardi just laughed while patting Febrian on the back.
Erza said the same thing. The two men witness a Febrian's struggle to find his wounded love. Until finally fate also brought him to this moment.
Febrian realizes her Alira is no longer the same. When she finished her contract, the woman disappeared. Leaving her still there accompanied some guests present to eat.
'' The new struggle began Bri, do not give up Febrian whispered to himself as he stepped in to catch up with his wife in the room. He knocked on the door slowly.
'' Enter Alira's voice told her to come in. With a thumping feeling, Febrian pushed open the door of the room. Until the door opened and showed the woman he missed. A woman who is always beautiful in her eyes.
Although there was not a single smile on the lips of the beautiful woman. There was only a cold gaze from the woman who was removing her make up. Febrian sighed, confused as to where to start to talk to the woman.
'' Ra '' said Febrian who was standing behind Alira facing the mirror. Alira stared at the husband. He just stared at the man's shadow in the glass.
'' Do not expect much with this marriage Mas, I want to marry you just for the sake of the fetus that has grown in my womb.'' the cold speech slid from the lips of the woman who used to always speak softly to her.
'' I'm sorry Ra said Febrian softly, his face looking lethargic. He does not recognize the woman in front of him.
'' I have forgiven you, but it is impossible to forget what you have done to me, said Alira who then turned and stared intently at Febrian.