The Wedding
1. The Ice Queen's

I've been waiting for almost half an hour in front of a crowded street, as usual I always wait for him to come and always not on time, what makes me very upset is the late time which is not only ten or fifteen minutes but thirty minutes to one hour. But I always waited for him to meet. For the sake of the lover of heart, waiting is not a difficult thing for me, we will do anything for the people we love, right? Even though waiting is the most annoying thing.

An hour later the black Xtrail stopped right in front of me, I hurriedly entered the car and was greeted with a sweet smile from someone sitting in the driver's seat. I returned her sweet smile and kissed her cheek gently.

"I'm sorry it's late again, it's closed the store first" he said in a regretful tone.

"Hmm.engga nothing" I replied flatly.

"Daritadi huh?" ask her.

"Lumayan Siih, one hour I wait for you, it's normal, right?" I answered a little upset.

"Sorry, you know that I have to close the store first, so you can pick you up on time when you get home from work" he sounded regretful.

I smiled at him, then clasped his warm hand. For some reason, just meeting him alone makes me calm, makes the mood - I feel better than tired of working all day.

Fariq's name, which I always refer to as the lover of my heart. We've been together for three years. Met accidentally through a friendship application until we finally had a relationship as a couple.

During this relationship, I really felt happy, Fariq was someone who was very gentle and really understood me. Besides, he was the only man I've ever met, more precisely the one who was my girlfriend. He was handsome, sweet as well and he was of Arab descent, already imagined not how he looked like him, with a sharp nose, curly hair, his well-groomed shoots, his concave eyes, his eyebrows are thick and neat, if I look at him do not feel bored, his smile is always sweet, he said softly, we have the same sense of humor and the most important part for me is that I can be myself when I'm with him.

But baby, my relationship didn't go that smoothly. We had a backstreet relationship with her parents. Fariq's parents never allowed him to have a lover, as the choice for a companion was already determined by his parents, in other words he would be betrothed. This has always been a matter of debate between me and Fariq, because he could not give any certainty to me, did not know where this relationship was going, he was too afraid to make a decision. It is not uncommon for this to make me sad too.

However we love each other, if parents do not give blessing, then it does not mean a relationship. But with our selfishness, we remained in this directionless relationship for three years. Although we do know that this relationship is not certain to get to the bottom.

The sun came in through the cracks of my window that were still covered in maroon-colored curtains, I opened my eyes slowly and tried to wake myself up after a good night's sleep. After I realized it, I took my phone that I put on the table near my bed to check if there was an incoming message or not. As usual, someone sent me a message to cheer up my day.

From : Fariq

Hi, hon..

Good morning, you're up yet? Excitement for today yes, love you ♥

I smile. Every message sent by Fariq was able to make me smile, whether from when I really loved him, did not want it to feel like taking him out of my life, like not being sincere if he had to leave my life, he said, after a long time with him and made many memories.

I replied to her message with lips still smiling.

To : Fariq

Good morning also dear, spirit spirit spirit yes to today. Love you too ♥

I rushed to go to the bathroom, prepared to go through the activities of the day, work and work.

An hour later I went out of the room and approached my dear mother who was in the dining room with my beloved papa. The atmosphere of the morning is always pleasant in the middle of my family. I just live with my mom and dad, my sisters are married, so I'm the only one who still lives with my parents.

"Well, what's cooking today?" I ask while hugging my mother, hugging my mother is one of my habits from childhood that I can not change.

"Well, pah, Daisy's coming home late. Want to meet first" I said while feeding the fried rice made by mama.

"Don't go home at night, be careful when you travel" replied the father, continuing his breakfast.

"Yeah papa, thank you yaa. Daisy left first yes mah pah" I stood up and kissed the cheeks of mama and papa.

"Yes be careful on the road" answered the mama and papa compact, mama drove me to the front of the house, small things like this that always make me happy and feel get the full attention of both my parents.

I leaned back on the bench located in one of the rooms for employees, the break hours were in progress, after lunch and spent the provisions that mama brought, he said, I could still relax for another thirty minutes before going to work. I opened the novel I brought from home, suddenly my phone rang, the message came in.

From : Fariq

Can you meet today after you get home from work?

I also quickly replied..

To : Fariq

Oh, baby, I'll see you later.

It was so happy every time Fariq invited me to meet, because indeed we could not meet every day, because we were in a backstreet relationship. We could only meet when he had time to meet.

After I got home from work, I met Fariq. He gave me the ring, I was surprised, because today is not a special day, not my birthday either.

"What ring is this?" many confused.

"Make you dear" she replied briefly.

"Ih but not my birthday today" I said still with a confused face.

"Do you have to give gifts for birthdays? That's for you. Like hooka?" ask her with her distinctive smile.

"Oh my goodness, is that really for me? you're so sweet, thank you baby, love it" I immediately hugged him and kissed his cheek with anxiety.

"Thank God you like it" she stroked my hair.

I looked at her face with a smile, then I pulled her chin closer to me, I slowly brought my lips closer and gently touched her lips, I closed my eyes as well as her. We dissolve in the touch of our fused lips for a while.

"Never get out of my life" I said slowly, for some reason I was afraid of losing her.

"I just want you, Daisy" replied Fariq slowly and then gently kissed my forehead.

I smile. Then he hugged me tightly, very tightly, as if he didn't want to part with me. What a lovely afternoon, my mind. I love you, Fariq. Never leave.