
"Cie….. Is this really it?" My uncles have been mocking me ever since who was ready with this black tuxedo.
Look at Cinderella who did not lose her shoes, she was busy taking pictures with her sisters-in-law and her brother. After this, I will be confused where to start to continue living with him.
"What time is it, Dad?" I've been feeling sultry with this bow tie.
"Four ten, recipe until twelve." Dad was quiet and looked unhappy.
If this wedding indeed brings a silence in his mind, why did you join this event?
"I want to talk to you." I looked at my father's face from the side.
"Later to finish the show, I'll taste good on my own." She has lost her smile since that incident.
"Too long, Dad." I started smoking.
"No, just a second. It's a long preparation, a short show." Dad looked down at his shoes, then walked away from me.
Seen from my place, if you come to biyung and hug biyung from behind. Their place was quite quiet, but it was not covered by anything. So anyone, obviously can see dad's warm activities.
They turned around, dad no longer hugged Biyung. Embrace so friendly father to biyung, biyung also selfishly embraced the waist of the father. Like dad is trying to shift the silence by interacting with the biyung, although I'm sure if dad hasn't told me anything about his misfortune with the biyung.
"Bangs…. Practice first he said." Zio called out his voice.
"Experience him," led by Uncle Gavin who followed everyone's boisterous laughter.
I just replied with a smile, I stepped slowly towards the dead table. I immediately focused on the amount of dowry written, because Nahda had not demanded anything from me.
A set of jewelry weighing forty-one grams. Simpler, than the dowry for Izza first.
Then, I glanced at the name of Nahda and the name of her father. Already deceased, Nahda's father is dead that's a fact I knew a long time ago.
Nahdatillah Rahman bint Afrizal Dewangsa.
The marriage contract written here uses Indonesian, similar to the marriage contract for Izza first. But right now, I'm not so nervous and nervous.
"Try it, Bang." Zio occupied the seat of agreement.
"You can't, don't learn." I'm easy to memorize if not under pressure like I used to.
I don't know, the first one feels stubborn and like panic is unclear.
"Try it first." Zio looks excited.
I looked back at the writing, I remembered Nahda's full name as well as her real father's. Because obviously, I don't know Nahda's full name and Nahda's biological father.
I closed my eyes, summarizing the agreement lafadz so as not to be stiff and easier to pronounce. Later then….
"I accepted his marriage and married Nahdatillah bint Afrizal Dewangsa with a set of jewelry weighing forty-one grams, cash."
Just practice, but Zio clapped his hands. Seeing the warmth of the family, I felt calmer.
"Live me, Bang." Flowers patted my shoulder.
Some people who heard it immediately chuckled. I can only look around and carry it in my arms. I was close to him, I took him every Sunday night, but the family misunderstood me and Nahda instead.
However, it's about my readiness. Am I ready and able to guide a wife who is much younger than me? Not only that, because more precisely my wife is still a child. He never even dated, let alone imagined the real reality of the household.
I'm sure he only knows the sweet stuff of the household, the romantic scenes and the happiness of the household, from the movies he watches. With me a man who has a family, it feels like he will laugh at the shadow of the household according to the movie scene.
But I certainly wouldn't laugh at him. Surely it was too sensitive for a youngster who was new to himself, it would hurt his little heart. The challenge is to give my wife that understanding.
I've experienced a little bit about the nature and feelings of women, from my own story with Izza and the bitterness of Aunt Nina's wounds. This is what I took, because from them I understood the great meaning.
"Where are you?" I rubbed his arm, then released my embrace to him.
Flowers smiled widely, he showed his fingers. "Yesterday, I came with his family. I'm promised three more months of riding, Bang."
Is he that happy? Cool.
"You want to?" I gave her distance so she could look at her face.
"Why not? Hema's good." Hearing his reply, I immediately clapped his head slowly.
Flowers laugh amusedly, even her eyelashes until it looks tight and thick because her eyes are slipping because of her loose laughter. It has thick, plump and beautiful eyelashes. Like his sister too, Kirei.
"He's a great friend, Bang. He's been checking up routine today, so he can't come. Ehh, but…. Is this really a marriage brother? I'm surprised youh yesterday Dad told me, that today you're ready to make a deal." Bunga looked at his father's whereabouts, then he looked at my face again.
The flowers are a little short, not the same height as Nahda or Ra. So I had to duck down, to be able to understand his facial expression.
"Surely, it's ordinary." I can't explain.
"Well, I'm the all-out." Flowers were disappointed and covered her face.
"Where is there!" I dodged it with a loose voice.
Some attention was directed at us, me and Bunga looked around and laughed amusedly together. My family doesn't know me apparently, they kind of look at me in wonder when I make a sound.
"Let's get ready, everyone." Dad clapped quite loudly, making some people take their place.
Likewise with Bunga, he covered with other sisters. He also got along with others, only it was just mingling with brothers who he thought was fun.
Nahda was next to me, she looked nervous. But when I looked at him. He smiled at the horse, showing off how neat his teeth were.
"Eat some good ramen, Bang," said Nahda, as she prepared the file.
The father-year-old ruler smiled faintly, then shook his head. Apparently, Nahda used a judge. Then, I don't know who Mama Aca called in a video call attached to a mobile phone tripod. Like a group call, because the phone screen displays several swaths in the screen.
"This brat we're looking for ramen." I responded to that little wish.
I know, maybe he's a distraction from his nervousness. But not his nervousness will disappear, when there is someone who serves or sides with him.
"Sama skincare and clothes. There is no delivery, Brother bring himself and his goods," he said softly with a disappointed face.
Aih, how about carrying things?
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