Womb of Rebutant
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Uwak Daman was very upset at Arta, "Silence you Ta! You have to pay more for the Ueak tonight! Where not yet eaten. Not changed clothes! Uwak Rita you get astonished to see Uwak who goes again with the uniform of the KUA Service like this!" ketus again.

"Sabar Wak's. This is getting married? Come on ah We're starting! Uwak will Arta pay more! Eat and drink, change of clothes and a comfortable place to sleep, Arta provides! After this we have a night together!" he said that made UWak Daman sigh long and snort.

Arta laughed again. He was very happy to see that his people were in trouble because of it. "Why should I get married again? Where is your beautiful wife? Have you eaten? Huh yeah?" another ket

Again and again made Arta laugh. "Let's talk about that. Marry Arta soon tonight." she said, which makes Uwak Daman serious again.

"Well, write the name of the bride-to-be complete with her bin!" said Uwak Daman immediately thrust a sheet of white paper in front of Mr. Roni who is now increasingly trembling to see the face of Serius Arta who he thought was very creepy.

Though not. Arta's friendly young man actually. He was forced to show the other side to his opponent like Mr. Roni.

Soon Mr. Roni wrote down Risma's full name and his father's name. Then he gave the piece of paper to Arta with trembling hands.

Annisa squinted her eyes at the middle-aged man. He was sure Arta must have had a purpose. Otherwise, he might want to get married in these nights.

He kept watching the bride's father.

Arta recited the name and dowry she would give to Risma. When he saw Risma in the street when he was pulled, Arta had thought of dowry for him that turned out to be welcoming.

Arta was very serious about memorizing that sentence of ijab. Ten minutes, he had finished memorizing.

"All right, we're starting!"

Arta nodded and immediately shook hands with Mr. Roni who was now getting cold hands.

"Don't be afraid and don't be nervous!"

The deg!

Mr. Roni nodded. "Ba-good!" reply stuttered.

Arta looked seriously at him which made the middle-aged man inevitably be afraid of Arta's sharp eyes that seemed to tear him apart.

"By pronouncing bismillahirrahmanirrahim, Sadara Artafaris Abbas Syahputra!"

"I Marry You and I trust You with my nephew RIsma Handayani bint Rosman with a maskawin a piece of prayer Quran gold jewelry weighing ten grams and a hotel Artafariz on Kenanga street number two paid cash!"

Mr. Roni paled to see the dowry Arta gave to his nephew.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Risma Handayani Binti Rosman for me, with the wedding of one Qur'an mushaf, there is a gold meal weighing ten furious and a hotel Artafariz on Kenanga street number two paid in cash!"

"How's witness? Right?"

"Well!"

"Well!"

"Ohuuk.. Uhukkc.. Uhuukk.." Risma coughed while drinking the drink that Ms. Halimah gave her.

At this time he was enjoying dinner together in accordance with Arta's orders to Haris.

Back to the Ballroom.

"Alhamdulillah.. Barakallahu 'alaikuma wabaraka 'alaikuma fi khair.." Uwak Daman recites a prayer for Arta's smooth marriage.

"Bring here the bride!" uwak Daman's word to Mr. Roni.

He was confused and saw Arta. Arta smiled to see Uwak Daman who was still busy signing the file he would submit tomorrow morning in KUA.

"The bride has Arta locked up in the room! If Uwak wants to see it, tomorrow. Because tomorrow. Arta will bring Risma home to us for a while before you get your own home. And all your questions will be answered in the morning. For tonight, rest first. Mama?" arta said to everyone and turned to Mother Zizi who was now staring flatly at her.

Arta knows that.

But he can't tell me that now. They all nodded. No exception Mr. Daman who acts as a ruler who married them both.

All were led to their own rooms. Because tomorrow morning, all of that will be discussed.