Titian Love Nadia
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In the house the atmosphere looks crowded, in the yard has been installed layos and decorations inside and outside the house, it is like the house of people who will hold a celebration event. Mas Har and Mbak Rumi stepped in first, while Nadia hid behind their bodies.

"Excuse me, Mum. Is this really Gugun's mom's house?" ask Mas Har to one of the mothers who happened to pass by.

"Who are you?" The mother asked back.

"We are here to deliver his son who will get married tomorrow" replied Rumi.

"Nadia? Where's Nadi?" ask the mother again.

"I'm here, Wak," Nadia said, breaking through between Mas Har and Mbak Rumi.

"Lha, this bride-to-be forgot her own house anyway, Nad?" the mother's sergeant again who turned out to be a relative of Nadia's family. "Come please come in!" invite him.

"Thank you, Wak" said Rumi, who followed Nadia calling her mother Wak. "Mas, please tell the driver that this is Nadia's mom! Poor from waiting," asked Mbak Rumi to her husband.

"Alright, this is the bag you hold," said Mas Har handing over the bag he held to his wife. He also left the place to go to the page where the travel car he was riding was parked.

Nadia invited Mbak Rumi in and invited her to sit on the tapestry in the room. While he goes inside looking for the room that is believed to be his room. A room whose door is decorated with flowers and transparent curtains like lace. Nadia opened the door of the room and stepped slowly inside.

Nadia looked dumbfounded to find a hotel room. The spacious room size is much different from the previous room contains complete with a bathroom and five-door wardrobe. The walls of the room were covered in pastel-colored wallpaper with gold-colored flowers.

"Later to admire his room, in front there are still Mbak Rumi and Mas Har who are waiting," muttered Nadia. He also put the paperbag containing the danger on the bed, then went back outside to meet Mbak Rumi and Mas Har. It turned out that Mamak and Mimik were already in the front room conversing with them.

"Mamak, Mimik," called Nadia and kissed the backs of their hands alternately and sat not far from them. "Which room is Ma'am Rumi and Mas Har, Mik?" ask her to Mimik.

"Just take Ms. Rumi and Mas Har to the room next to your new room, Nad. It was a room reserved for Kang Nadhif when he came home" Mimik replied. "The tea is spent first Rumi, Har, after that you can rest. Have you guys eaten yet?" he continued asking Rumi and Mas Har.

"Already, Mik. Before we came here we stopped at a food stall while still in Cirebon," replied Rumi.

"Later if hungry just take it yourself, do not need to be told. In the middle room there, on the front porch there is also," said Mimik.

"Yes, Mik. Thank you," said Rumi.

"Mamak and Mimik also thanked you, for keeping Nadia safely in this house" Mamak said.

"Mamak could have. Nadia is already great can take care of herself without us who take care of her, Mak. Hahaha," elak Mas Har is interspersed with ruckus.

"Come, Ma'am, Mas!" take Nadia while getting up from her seat.

Mbak Rumi and Mas Har also rose almost simultaneously, stepping following Nadia who had walked first into the living room without forgetting her tote bag. Nadia opened the door of the room next to her room. It turns out that in the room is almost similar to Nadia's room, only the walls are only painted cream, but not coated with wallpaper like Nadia's room.

"Please rest, Ma'am, Mas. You can make a sister for Haikal here. Make mementos, hahaha," said Nadia interspersed with jokes. That's okay, wkwkwkwk. "I went to my room, Ma'am, Mas. Want to rest too," he added pamit.

Without waiting for answers from Mbak Rumi and Mas Har, Nadia came out of the room and went back into her room. Mas Har put a big bag on the floor carelessly, then threw his body on the springbed mattress that still looks new.

"Truly, Deck, what Nadia said. Here we make a sister for Haikal yuk!" said Mas Har smiling mischievously while patting the mattress next to his wife who was still standing observing every corner of the room.

"It's still daylight, Mas, at people's homes anyway. Shame on the outside of a lot of people, anyways Mas not tired what?" sahut Rumi tried to refuse.

"It's okay, we've been told to rest. You are rejecting the request of the husband of sin, you know" Mas Har said. "Here's a moment, honey. Make it get rid of fatigue," the grin.

Hearing the word sin, Rumi shuddered. After all, he rarely gets his share as a wife because of Mas Har's work which often takes projects out of town. She approached and lay on her side beside her husband.

"Our bridal chamber wasn't this good. We are given a luxurious room, we use it for our first night, hehehe," said Mas Har who laughed himself with his words.

"This is Nadhif's room, Mas. Why do we wear it as the bridal chamber?" ask Rumi smile

"Let's just say, Nadhif is the future son-in-law of the rich, where might later use this room as their bridal room?" sahut Mas Har's. "Maybe Haikal is not loved by his sister because we rarely do it, darling," he continued, removing the instant veil used by Rumi and throwing it carelessly. Then he stood up to take off the robe that his wife was wearing.

They are not a real newlywed couple who do it still shy. It's just that they consider like newlyweds because they use a new room.

Alongside the room. Nadia threw her body on her new queen-size springbed mattress. He spread his eyes around every corner of the room. The air conditioner is installed on the upper wall to the north, below which is also installed a 42-inch plasma TV. His gaze ended on the five-door closet that stood firmly on the side of the room. He was curious about the contents. He got up, stood up to step closer to the teak wood closet with the original carving from Jepara.

Slowly Nadia opened the first door of the closet. He was surprised to see the contents in his closet. "This is the button who moved here?" muttered. He abandoned his intention to open the next closet door. His gaze turned to the bathroom whose door was made of doff glass.

Nadia stepped back into the bathroom, opening the door slowly. Bathroom floor of stone patterned ceramic kali. There is a shower attached to the wall and also a bathtub.there are already red rose petals in the bathtub water. On top of the soaking tub there is a shelf attached to the wall complete with toiletries.

The door to Nadia's room was knocked from the outside.

"Nadia, look in!" I was looking for fun while opening the room.

Nadia came out of the bathroom to find a mimic sitting on the edge of the bed. "What's up, Mik?" tanyakanya.

"Sit here! Mimik wants to say something," pinta mimik.

Nadia was sitting next to her mimic.

"Do you know who your future husband is?" ask mimik.

"Not yet" he answered with a head-butt.

"Do you want to know the name of your future husband?" ask mimik again.

"No," replied Nadia again accompanied by a headband.

"Why," asked him again.

"Nadia knows him or not, Nadia should marry him too, right mik?" answered Nadia.

"Nadia, even though this marriage is not your will, mimik hopes that you can be a good wife, who is sholihah and obedient to the husband. Love can grow at any time if you already know each other," said Mimik advising.

"Yes, Mik. Nadia will try to play the role of a good wife" promised Nadia.

"Yes, if you do not want to know who your future husband is, you want to go back to the kitchen. You rest!" Mimik.

"Yes, Mik" Nadia said.

Move out of the room. After Mimik's departure, Nadia threw her body back on the bed. Staring blankly at the ceiling above him. Imagine what tomorrow and after will be like.

*****

The morning after dawn, the bride and groom came to decorate Nadia. Because the marriage contract will be held at seven in the morning. Nadia is in her room. For over an hour the makeup artist patiently dressed Nadia. And now you can see the results, Nadia's beauty looks like a queen. Wearing kebaya combined with the pull bought by Rasya at that time with a headdress covered with a veil. But still decorated with crowns inscribed with swarovski rocks.

The bride-to-be sat on the edge of the bed accompanied by Mbak Rumi on the left and the perias on the right who will guide her steps. Nadia seemed nervous with a raging feeling, wanting this event to be over soon.

In the front room the atmosphere was already crowded, it seemed like the groom-to-be was already present at the event venue. Suddenly Nindya went into Nadia's room, checking whether the bride was ready or not.

"A'ang very beautiful, Nindy to pangling. The groom-to-be is already present in front of the loh, Ang, very handsome. If A'ang doesn't want to marry him, Nindy wants to change, hehehe," Nindya's cerocos teases her brother.

"Why are you talking now? If you talk about it, you're the bride, you're the self." Nadia took it seriously.

"Oh, A'ang! Nindy is just kidding, graduated from High School yet do you want to get married? What the world says that the beautiful Nindy looks like A'ang Nadia is only able in the kitchen, in the kitchen and in the well, in the well and in the casuur ..." cerocos Nindy again sang a song that used to be popularized by the group Sweet Manja.

Suddenly one of Nadia's other relatives barged in. "Sstttt .. be quiet don't be noisy! the show is about to start" he reminded.

The chanting of the holy verses of the Quran is now beginning to sound syahdu. A qori' is reading Ar-Rum verse 21. A moment later Mr. Penghulu guided the process of ijab qobul until the word "Well!" was heard!" of all those who attended the event. However, Nadia's mind somehow flew to where so that when the name of the groom was mentioned by Mr. Penghulu, he did not respond at all.

When the bride is asked to leave the room, Nadia gets up. He stepped with flanked and led by Mbak Rumi and the fairy on the left and right sides to the place of ijab qobul.

Nadia just looked down unable to lift her face. Feelings raging. His eyes were heavy to look ahead. He only did what the fairy told him. Nadia leaned over, She grabbed the back of the man's hand that was thrust at her and kissed him. After that, he lifted his body back up. For a moment he felt the man in front of him pull his chin and land a kiss on his forehead, in this position without him having to force, his eyes whistled with the man whose status was now his rightful husband.

Nadia's eyes are perfectly rounded when she looks at a handsome man who smiles sweetly and sincerely at her even without the artificial sweetener.

"You?!"

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TB