Tired of Loving you
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The wedding day for Fatma and Morgan has arrived. During that time Morgan also did not show the movements that made Fatma suspicious. Morgan seemed ordinary. And now, Fatma is in the makeup room that has been provided by the hotel attendant. There are also Nova and Rania. Yes, Rania has forgiven Fatma's mistake completely. Also, Rania has accepted Fatma to be her sister-in-law.

Even so, Shaka still asked Rania to be vigilant. Nova, Rania, and Fatma were joking in the room. While Slava and Raishaka were entrusted to the fathers.

"Fat, you're really steady with this wedding?" asked Nova, while gently stroking Fatma's hair that was decorated in such a way.

"There's a little bit of a doubt, but I can't possibly cancel this wedding, right?" Fatma asked back, her eyes combing her appearance that was so manglingi and dazzling.

"Just do your best, Nov. Don't make a happy mood go mad, okay!" timpal Rania's. The woman was very beautiful with a light-grey hijab and a clean white longdress with a sprinkling of sparkling silver fayets.

Nova and Fatma smiled. Then, the three embraced each other. The three friends who were separated were now reunited in a different status.

On the other hand, Morgan has prepared to sit in the legal contract seat provided by the Wedding Organizer. In front of him was a guardian as a marriage guardian because of Fatma's father who had died. Also da Shaka, Aslan, Mr. Harsa, and Mr. Yudi will be the witnesses of the marriage.

"Well, since everything is ready, may I start this event?" ask Penghulu, to Mr. Harsa. Lord Harsa nodded in response. And the marriage procession took place ...

Behind the connecting door between the makeup room and the building, Fatma was standing nervously, accompanied by two friends on the right and left sides.

"We welcome the bride!" exclaim a host in the building.

"Let's get out! You have been called," whispered Rania, gently grasping Fatma's cold hand. Nova did something similar.

With a slow step, the three friends walked into the building whose door was opened by the officer. Fatma's mother greeted the princess with a sip of haru. Rania and Nova let go of their grasp and handed Faatma's hand to her mother. Then, they walked back and accompanied Fatma's steps from behind.

Morgan was very indifferent to the boisterous voices of the invited guests. Until the time came he glanced, his eyes were fixated on seeing the figure of a woman who looked so beautiful that was walking towards him.

"Rania ..." she muttered softly, looking at Rania with a look of adoration. Shaka did not not see that, but in choosing silence for the sake of the continuity of the event. Out of jealousy, Shaka chose to approach his wife.

"you are so beautiful, my dear," whispered Shaka, as she reached out to Rania's tender hand.

"What, the hell, Mas?" both of Rania's cheeks blushed, embarrassed by the praise of her beloved husband.

At the end table, Fatma had been sitting side by side with Morgan. Then, Fatma's hand stretched out to kiss the back of Morgan's hand with reverence. Penghulu asked the newlyweds to sign the marriage certificate. They did what the Rangers ordered. And then, they took pictures. However, there is something different from the photo session this time, where neither of them has the slightest smile.

No one knew about it, lamented Mother Fatma and Mr. Harsa. But they chose silence. Because they are sure that the seeds of love will be present as they live together later.

Now, the time has come for Morgan and Fatma to be on display on the decoration stage to greet the invited guests who gave them congratulations and do'a blessing.

Rania holds a friendly arm Shaka who is holding Raishaka. Morgan clenched his hands tightly. Trying to withstand the urgent turmoil of jealousy requires an impingement.

"Fatma, congratulations, yes! May you be a happy couple, sakinnah, mawaddah, warahmah. If there is a problem, janga decides something in a state of the heart shrouded in emotion. That's the roof of the household. As well as being a happy couple in the afterlife," said Rania at length.

Meanwhile, Shaka hugged Morgan with one hand because one hand was a small creature sitting quietly.

"Hopefully this is the best option" whispered Shaka, gently patting her sister's back. Morgan simply nodded in response. His gaze did not want to switch from Rana. Rania knew that. He chose to approach Morgan with his hands tightly clasped Shaka's hands.

"Mor, I hope you can be a good husband and priest for Fatma. Don't hurt him, don't lose your second wife. Love and love your wife as she should. Arungi ark household with millions of love both of you," said Rania, then she pulled Shaka's hand to be invited to resign.

That night, Fatma had just finished cleaning herself up. Tonight, Fatma is wearing a bone-white pajama stellan with a blue floral motif. Fatma sat in front of the dressing table with mixed feelings. He brushed his hair, and swiped it back. Looks very beautiful plus the neckline is smooth white.

Morgan had just come out of the bathroom with a beautiful towel attached to her shoulder. Looks very tempting with water droplets falling from the ends of his hair.

"Fat," call Morgan, cold.

Fatma turned her head full of majesty and replied, "Yes."

"Move to bed!" morgan's word is firm. Fatma gulped her salivary rough. He was only able to comply with Morgan's request, because it was a message from his two best friends.

"This is our first night. I hope you won't let me down. Serve me as best I can. Make me satisfied with your body. Make me forget the female figure named Rania." that very second, Fatma was sculpting, her world seemed to collapse.

'God, how can I marry a man who still loves my best friend?' inner Fatma screamed.

End.

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Thanks to you who always faithfully accompany me from this story to the more ambiguous wkwkwkwk ...

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