Waiting for First Love to Return
Weddings

Finally came today. Miracles don't really exist, and they probably never did.

I started the day without any spirit. Let the bridal fairies polish my face as they please. No protests, no advice. Without conversation.

"Hello bride." Marta's voice just entered the room. She was already pretty wearing the same dress as Kak Ina.

I glanced at a glance. And look back at the mirror that shows a face that has changed drastically.

"Ih, how ugly would be mbk." Marta's protest on the bride's fairies after noticing me. I just frowned in wonder. The feeling is perfect.

"Sorry, where is wrong?"Feel bad and return to pay attention to the results of his work that he thinks is perfect.

"Go out there first. Let me be the real one." Dump Marta on a perias that I think is the same age as Marta.

"You why the hell throw people out? It's not polite."My rebuke for his attitude.

"Who is disrespectful? That's a disrespectful brother. Happy days continue to whine." Sung her, and took a wedding dress to help put it on me.

"Who's picking up clothes?" I asked to look at Marta. Her clothes are pretty, and she's shar'i. Well make up already, the hijab has also been paired, live aja.iya dress

"Who else wouldn't be your husband? He still wanted big brother to close the perfect aurat on this special day."

"Sister is ugly, isn't he?" Cutting myself who is now ready with makeup that trembles. I don't think there's anything wrong, but why say ugly?

"It's wrong that this is you." Pulling both ends of the lips to create a smile. "Delicious for pouting on." The omel.

I just took a deep breath.

"Assalamualaik." Greetings Rena who just came, which I immediately let in.

"Waalaikum salam. Thanks for coming." I said and hugged her as she stretched out her arms hoping for a hug.

"Yes definitely came dong. The show is on holiday, yes it will come. I don't want to miss mybesty special. " She said familiarly. I am a lazy person familiar with people. Feeling alone even though there are those who accompany. I can smile happily when I know my friends are coming.

"Who is it?"

"All come with me."

We sat three in the room. The show started outside. But I'm not interested, I chose to share the story with Rena and Marta. And the story is definitely not about marriage. Rena is a great story drakor, clop with Marta who is also in love with the romantic drama. Even though I know these two kids. Even more familiar than I have known for a long time.

I forced myself to be sincere. Describe the past to remain the past. Throw away the hope of the past to come back and be the future. My future is with REYHAN.

"Eh, how do you even tell your own story? Not watching the show outside?" Ask Ina who just came in, and look at our story and laugh. There was no tension or nervousness when Reyhan said kabul sound that was heard from the loudspeaker. As its own story.

"This is the bride, brother. Other than others. I'm ready, that's why it's santuy." Ledek Rena who heard the reprimand from Ina's sister.

"Ih, if the story of the drama can forget everything sister. In-laws call me nggk denger." Marta said she knew.

"That there have in-laws? " Tudding Rena sneering.

"Go ahead. Candidate. hehe."

"Udah. The event is over, now accompany Tasya out yok. Found with her husband." Scattered the commotion of the two children, leading me to come out. I walked slowly, looking down. And sit next to the man who is now my husband.

I can feel Reyhan's cold hands when I touch his hands to shake hands. A little vibrating pairing wedding rings.

Am I the only bride who is not nervous and still relaxed? There is no awkwardness and also no relief after the procession is completed. From the start of the event to the end of the event remains the same. Forcing smiles to all present.

Until we were juxtaposed to receive any congratulations, there was not a word of greeting or anything. There is only silence, silence, and silence.

"It's really a juxtaposed statue huh?" Marta who took a photo of the newlyweds became upset herself.

"Smiling dong sak, bang." Standing in the middle between us for selfies, after all the invited guests were quiet.

"Ih, ugly . Au ah." Frowning himself when he saw the results of his camera shots.

The whole day was silent, and a smile on the person who came to us to pray.

After getting tired of receiving guests, I chose to enter first. Rest. Let Rey chat with fellow teachers who just came at night.

There's nothing special, nor is there anything strange about our bridal night. I don't even know when my new husband's coming in after bed. I've slept first. Waking up early in the morning, he woke up first. Or not sleeping in this room? Is it impossible, huh?

In the afternoon I was taken to the house of my in-laws. There is no event . Just inviting the mothers to welcome my arrival. Small thanksgivings.

The house in-laws are still crowded. All the brothers came with their children who filled the house. It was nice to be warmly welcomed by them. Everyone was friendly and accepted my arrival happily.

Two days passed, the atmosphere became quiet. My husband's leave is over. And worse I can no longer go to the city to continue working. All Reyhan's brothers have gone home. Bang Rasya and Beti are his wives. Beti is still in college. Even though he's my brother-in-law, he's far below me.

Now I have a new job. It takes care of all the needs of my father-in-law. Far from expectations. It turns out my in-laws aren't really that old, 'cause she's a second wife. It's just that his legs were paralyzed from the accident. But he can still talk and tell stories. I have to use a wheelchair wherever I go. And the problem is, the wheelchair's broken. Be him just in the room all day.

"Yes dear. "Take the food I provide. Eat alone without bribing. I just sat next to him and massaged his slender legs.

Although until now there has been no progress for my relationship with my husband. At least I try to be nice in front of his family.

"Is this you cooking?" He asked after eating half his meal. I just nodded in fear.

This time I cooked here. There were other brothers before. So I just helped him.

"Not good, Bund? Want Tasya to make another one?" My panic is bad. He took the plate but was refused.

"Dear boy. so delicious even. You're your mother's daughter-in-law who tastes the most." The compliment rubbed my arm slowly. Flattered by me.

It turns out my in-laws are good. Far from the troublesome in-laws I imagined. He said softly and smiling. It's nice sitting with him.

"Oh, mom can do it." Smiling shy. Even though I said that too. That's why at home I get cooking rations.

"Really lo. Reyhan is good at picking wives." The next thing that made me feel ashamed.

"Ah, mother. " I'm not happy. "mother is not bored what in the room continues?"

Two days here the mother often went out with the help of her son. Mother Ana is the biological mother of Reyhan and Bang Rasya. And the mother continued from eight other children, who now live separately to build their respective households.

"Bored anyway. But wait for Rey to come home, then just get out. Sorry, you're a bother to you." Feeling bad.

"Not a hassle, Bun. Tasya is just afraid that you're bored at home with Tasya."

"Now there's Tasya, usually you're alone." Put the empty plate. "Have you eaten yet?"

"Emmmzmzmd. " It's not good to answer if I haven't eaten.

"Not eaten yet? Why didn't you eat together with your mom?" Ask "Obviously if Beti eat first, also never accompany the mother to eat, So the mother does not care. If you're different." The story with a sad face.

"Yes next time Tasya has lunch with Mother. And will always accompany the mother to eat." Entertained. Mommy must be lonely, right? He smiled back at me hearing my words.

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The afternoon has arrived. It's Reyhan's time to go home. I don't know why I'm waiting for him to come home. We also prepared dinner for everyone. And Beti? Coming home from college, I locked myself in my room. Go out to eat when the food is cooked. Wanted to rebuke, but not delicious. He first entered this house.

"Assalamualaik." Greetings to my husband who just came home. I saw his tired face.

"Waalaikum salam." Grabbing her firm hand, and kissing her. As a formality only.

He just gave me his briefcase, then walked over to my mother's room. Raise him to the bathroom to clean up.

My father-in-law is not fat, but his body is bigger than me. She's a tall, downhill kid, so I'm not strong enough to lift her to the bathroom. Waiting for her son to come home and take a shower.

After taking care of mom. Replace him to shower himself. I chose to accompany my mother. I have never prepared my husband's clothes. The important thing is that dirty clothes have been washed, and neatly ironed. It's up to him to use which one.

"Rey." Before going to bed he was still cool with his clothes. Doesn't care about me.

"Yes." Yeah." Put the cell phone on the table, and approach me sitting on our bed.

"Why?" Lying down to face me. With hands hugging my legs, which made my body creep in fear.

"Emmmz, that's." Fold your legs and shift. Uncomfortable with his position. Ah, but he has the right to do more, right?

He just snorted and changed his back position.

"So talk about it?" Without seeing me.

"Em." It's not good to give advice. Breathe in, convince yourself. "Why aren't you buying a wheelchair? Let me take my mom out, or go to the bathroom. Don't have to wait for you." Saying slowly.

"Pity, right, mother? He must have been bored all day in the room. I sat at home for a few days and was bored. You'll be home by afternoon." Continue again. Reyhan just silently pondered my words.

"What do you want to help take care of your mother?" Seeing me.

"Yes will. She's your mother, so is she?" Ask wonder. Am I that bad in her eyes?

"Did you acknowledge me as a husband?" Saw me back. Which made me misbehave the question. For sure, feeling guilty cannot be the expected wife.

"meaning?" Pretending to be innocent and not understanding. I know the direction of his speech.

"Don't claim rights as a husband. Holding it to avoid." Singing funny lips, which makes me funny and laugh a little. Gemes. A cool Reyhan, can be that much.

"Something's funny." I scolded him because I laughed. Back of my body behind me. Which makes me laugh even more.

"You're still laughing I'm forcibly asking for my rights." His successful threat silenced me. Lying behind him to sleep.