Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 380
Sifa already looks very pretty with her wedding dress. That dress bloomed, just like what was in the cartoon movies he had seen. The hair that was tied down long on his back, did not forget there was a white flower decoration on each of his black hair ties, making Sifa look more elegant. The most interesting thing about the flower decoration is, if Sifa is in a dark or dim place, then from the flower decorations will appear light, light, making the appearance of Sifa even more shining even in the middle of a space that is minimal light. That was what made Sifa impatient to appear before everyone who was waiting for her. Sifa wanted to show the flower decoration that was in her hair.
Sifa looked back at her appearance in the mirror. The woman looked carefully at the shoulder and neck, does it still look red marks from the work of the husband?
"Hows it? Not seen anymore, is it?" whispered the fairy which made Sifa turn towards her.
"Yes, Mother. Look no further" Sifa replied with a small smile. "But what if I sweat? Is the foundation going to fade?"
The fairy smiled as she shook her head. "You are calm, the foundation is waterproof, so it will withstand all storms."
"Oh, so yeah. How will it be cleaned?" ask Sifa again.
"Wear a remover or baby oil can also really. In a swab just use cotton."
"Yes, fine then, thank you very much for the hard work," said Sifa who was completely satisfied with the work of the fairy hand.
"Either. I also feel happy if the client is satisfied."
The wedding organizer went back into Sifa and Abash's room, and she told him it was time for Sifa and Abash to come out.
Since Abash is not a police officer like Arash, then of course there is no tradition of a sword of discourse, although Sifa really wants it. Yeah, who wouldn't want his wedding ceremony to be welcomed with the sword orgish tradition? It's as if the brides look like they're from the royals in the Disney story.
Sifa also embraced the arms of the husband, the woman walked slowly following the direction of the wedding attendant.
"You're so beautiful, baby," Abash whispered as they walked into the hotel's ballroom.
"You too, Mom, you look so handsome."
"That's because we're a couple who perfect each other."
Sifa smiled as she nodded her head, agreeing that what Abash said was the truth.
Sifa rounded her eyes, when she saw her best friends and sisters-in-law standing beside the red carpet with a small basket in their hands.
"Mas, this?" lirih Sifa with teary eyes.
"Surprise to you, dear," whispered Abash affectionately.
Sifa couldn't hold back her sense of well-being. The woman's eyes look teary, where her eyelids have become a cloud of tears. Sifa tried to hold back her tears with all her might, so as not to ruin this beautiful moment with her tears. Yes, even though her tears are tears of happiness. But, still she did not want to look whiny on her wedding day.
Enough Sifa to cry until as much as he pleased during the sungkeman procession. Where the family companion is Mother Sasa and Daddy Bara. Yes, Sifa cried in the arms of Mama Kesya, when Papa Arka and Daddy Bara gave advice to Abash. If Abash had hurt Sifa, then Papa Arka and Daddy Bara asked Abash to return Sifa to them. Sifa is not the biological child of Papa Arka and Daddy Bara, however, the girl has become part of the lives of the two middle-aged men.
Sifa was getting more and more in Abash's arms, when Mama Kesya and Mommy Sasa were talking.
Mama Kesya said, although Sifa was not born from the middle-aged woman's womb. But, Mama Kesya felt that Sifa was still the most beautiful gift given by God. Sifa was present in Mama Kesya's life, like a long-lost princess. In the body of Sifa did not flow the blood of Mama Kesya and Papa Arka, however, the heartbeat of Mama Kesya will beat fast if Sifa is nearby. Like Mama Kesya's heartbeat beating for her children.
And Mama Kesya's last words that made Sifa cry even more was Mama Kesya thanking Sifa, she said, because it has come to the world and complements the happiness of Mama Kesya who wants to have a daughter again.
Sifa did not know anymore, how she expressed her immense happiness and gratitude to Mama Kesya and Papa Arka. The woman swore, she would obey all the wishes of Mama Kesya and Papa Arka, whatever it was. Although Mama Kesya wishes to ask Sifa to give up her dream, Sifa will do just that. For Sifa, to be received in the Moza family, was more valuable than her dreams.
Abash rubbed the back of Sifa's hand gently, calming the feeling of that woman who wanted to cry.
"Take it off, baby," whispered Abash.
Sifa shook her head, rejecting Abash's request to release her tears. No, Sifa didn't want to look whiny.
But, how much Sifa tried to hold back her tears and said no, still the woman could not resist her tears flowing smoothly and perfectly soaked her cheeks.
"It's so beautiful, Mas" said Sifa.
Quin, Anggel, Kayla, Raysa, Nafi, Naya, Luna, Zia, Daughter, Arash, Veer, Abi, Bang Fatih, Kak Zein, Kak Lana, Martin and the others stood beside the red carpet on the left and right sides. They glued red, yellow, pink, and white petals into the air as Abash and Sifa passed through the red carpet.
"Because you deserve to get to this senses and privilege, dear," said Abash who made Sifa again feel moved.
"Thank you very much, Mas" said Sifa. Sifa turned to look at her friends and sister-in-law. "Thank you very much" she exclaimed with a lip gesture.
After the red carpet was over, Sifa and Abash were asked to dance.
"Mas, I don't dance" Sifa said nervously.
"Just calm down, baby. Just follow my moves."
Sifa nodded and trusted her husband, if Abash would never make her feel ashamed. Sifa also followed the movement of Abash's legs, following the music that sounded very beautiful. Sifa smiled shyly, as Abash just kept looking at her.
"Why look at me like that, Mom?" sifa asked her husband.
"Because you're so pretty, baby."
The invited guests were amazed, when they saw Sifa's hair ornaments that gave off light when the lights were dimmed as they danced, making the girl look even more amazing.
One by one, the couples came down to the dance floor, accompanying Abash and Sifa who were dancing.
"You wanna dance, baby?" take Arash to the Princess.
"certain."
Zia smiled when she saw her sister looking very happy tonight.
"What?" bara asked the sister, as Zia looked at him with a spoiled look.
Zia opened her eyes seductively, coding her sister to ask her to dance.
"I'm sorry, my dear sister, this time this handsome Mas you can't dance with you" Bara said with a wink next to his eyes.
Zia frowned, the girl followed in which direction the brother went.
"Who is that girl?' lirih Zia, when she saw a beautiful girl and ayu who was samperin by Bara.
Zia sighed softly, maybe it was time for her brother to meet the girl of his heart.
"You dance?"
Zia turned her head towards the man who was beside her. The girl knew who the man was. Yes, he is Ibra, the younger brother of Raysa who works as a soldier.
Zia smiled and nodded her head. "certain."
Zia and Ibra joined the dance floor. Their bodies move left and right to the beat of the music.
"Okay, let's start the dance game" said the MC and played music in a different sound than before.
"This?" muttered Zia who understood where the dance game was.