Regret Room
Akad

"Run ..."

Seruni turned her head, looking at mak Ute with her wet eyes

"Yes, Mommy." Seruni immediately wiped off the trace of her tears.

"Loh ... What's the matter, Run? Tomorrow's your happy day. Why are you crying?"

Mak Ute pulled out a chair, approaching Seruni who was looking at himself in the mirror. His hands and feet were already decorated. A henna man had just finished making his hands and feet white with beautiful carvings.

Tonight, the moon is beautiful even if half. Bright, decorate to the new room Seruni already inlaid as well. Bridal room, in the new house of Seruni. Now, Seruni is indeed in a spacious room that was once a former place where he once handed over his crown to Bima. The difference is, the place is no longer shabby is already very beautiful with a wall with a picture of bamboo stems.

"It's okay, Mom. Just a little moved, remembering this room."

Mak Ute smiled slightly, she gently rubbed the fragrant peak of Seruni's head her hair outwards. There were several people in the house, including her brother-in-law Bima, the Inca mother and her assistants. Madam Inka is up front, arranging a guarantee for tomorrow's event. And Seruni just wants mak Ute to accompany her tonight. For others, mak Ute was indeed a pimp, but for Seruni, mak Ute was even more than a mother.

"Now, Bima has replaced the bitter memories in this room with a better future, right? Don't be discouraged, Run, look at her struggle to make amends for all your mistakes and get your love."

Seruni nodded, she could not hold back her tears. This time mak Ute watched it. Mak Ute accompanied Seruni, the woman's clothes these few days were more polite. He wears a tunic and trousers with his hair neatly tied up. Unlike usual, sometimes wearing a negligee or rope shirt for a day even though his big stomach looks everywhere.

"I'm nervous, Mom. Really."

"Regardless, a common thing felt by every bride and groom. Bima's not here?" mak Ute and Seruni asked.

"No, Mom, she's at her parents' house. It is customary here, the bride and groom should not meet first before they carry out the contract."

"So it's gonna feel better tonight, Run."

Seruni laughed when she heard Ute's voice. Then, there were footsteps. Mother Inca went inside and brought a kebaya.

"This is making mak Ute wear tomorrow. Come with me, Mom, let's try it first."

Mak Ute stared at Seruni and the Inca alternately with sparkling eyes.

"Is there a shirt for me tomorrow?" tanyanya could not believe it.

"Geez, happy times I bah!"

With the spirit of mak Ute went hand in hand with the Inca who just laughed. Seruni took off mak Ute and returned busy with her daydream. This afternoon, he went to his mother's grave. He has asked permission to marry the man he loves tomorrow.

"Mother, even though our togetherness did not leave many good memories, but I would definitely be much happier if at my happy event tomorrow, there is you. May you bless my wedding tomorrow from up there, ma'am."

Seruni mumbled softly, trying to suppress tightness in the chest to the lining. Until the night was late, he decided to sleep, because at dawn he would soon be prepared and self-sufficient by the Incas.

The invitation for their event tomorrow had already been spread far away by his father Bima. The village chief also helped spread the invitation to the residents. They enthusiastically come because Bima is the target of every girl from the past until now he is also the son of the richest and most respected people, and, also the story of the Bima family's opposition to the relationship of his son with Seruni had been a byword.

The next day, Seruni who had been beautiful in a white wedding dress came out of the house, it turned out that Bima had been waiting in a chair that had been decorated, faced with the ruler and guardian for Seruni.

Seruni was accompanied by Inka as well as mak Ute and some of his assistants heading to where the contract will be held. All those eyes were grounded, witnessing such a different Seruni today. Real pretty. Bima drugged in his eyes the prospective wife who walked gracefully with a shady gaze.

Ah, the shadow of Seruni ten years ago, when their eyes first met that night just flashed by. Bima was stabbed to miss the craze, waiting patiently for the owner of his heart to be with him who said his agreement immediately.

Up next to Bima, Seruni turned her head for a moment, giving a smile to convince Bima that she smoothly made a faithful promise this morning. As Bima's hand shook with the ruler, Seruni's heart trembled violently.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Seruni bint Almarhum Azmal Kurniawan with a dowry and a set of prayer equipment paid in cash!"

"How's witness?"

"Well!"

Arsy was trembling, angels were assuring, God was the ultimate witness. Seruni shed tears with a smile. She kissed the reverence on the back of Seno Ari Bimantara's legitimate hand as her husband.

Bima's friends from the police with important superiors came and were happy, they competed to take recordings of the heartwarming session with their respective phones.

Bima's father was also happy, Madam Tono only reviewed a fleeting smile and was unable to thwart her son's marriage. Don't ask where Laras is because he's missing for something.

Together then the newlywed couple went to the prepared guarantee. They looked at each other, sincerely sincere in the afterlife started the household ark in the hope of sadinah mawadah warahmah. Inshallah.