Always Loving U
Please Marry
Hearing the noise around him made Dirga lose focus. From earlier he tried to pronounce kabul ijab in his heart, hoping that when the implementation later did not get wrong, let alone until it had to repeat. Some say that if it is wrong and must repeat usually the mental hit, leading to the repetition of the same mistake.
Dirga looked back, there was Kara who was busy trying to reach for her footwear and prospective in-laws who bothered beside her future wife who still continues to babble serving her Om plumbing. Dirga know very well, Kara and her Om are indeed eleven twelve no one wants to lose. The more upset Kara is, the happier Om is. Sometimes Dirga can not think how can her sister-in-law who is graceful and super happy has a husband like Om Kara. It is certain that the life of the hijab woman must be super colored because she has to take care of her husband plus their two sons who are fully decreased from the father. Fortunately, Raka's two sons did not attend this morning, if there they are guaranteed a fight will not be finished until tomorrow as well. The father and son both love to tease Kara.
Dirga thought the rampage of Rama from his seat earlier could make Kara and Om's mouth fight stop, it was wrong. Her prospective in-laws were actually carried away by emotions.
“Why Papi even follow me anyway!” inevitably Dirga so come to stand and approach them.
“Pi, the patient dong.” Dirga. “Let me help Kara.”.
“Yes, you take care of it. Could be high blood papi and you guys failed marriage.”
“Pi, don't fail dong.” Kara Protest. “Kalo sampe failed because of Om Karak nih!” he continued with an annoyed look at the Om who only returned it with a wry smile.
“Udah do not babble continuously, want to marry anyway? I'm starting to get dizzy now.” Dirga.
“So. I also dizzy this head kleyengan.” Reply Kara.
“Ya already if it is sitting, do not babble-ngoceh continue. Not ashamed of what people see?”
“Iya this too want. Don't be rude dong.” Reply Kara who immediately sat in the chair that had been prepared, followed by Dirga who sat beside her.
“Ya already hunted in gass pak penghulu! Don't be long, Kara's future husband can't wait to be legitimate.” Say Kara lightly.
Rama who sat beside the ruler could only sigh deeply, while Dirga stared at Kara with a puff. Why is this wife other than the others? He has repeatedly seen people get married, from relatives to business friends of his parents. But there is no bride like his future wife. The average bride is so graceful and only speaks when asked by KUA officers, the prospective wife even continues to talk non-stop.
“Heh santen sachetan, you were born. Sampe legitimate, or want that lip Om duct tape?” said Raka who was sitting next to the table. The man will indeed be a witness for his nephew's wedding.
“Ngeselin ih misting.” handyman basis Reply Kara.
“Papi lo tuh who misting.” Raka Timpal.
“It can already start yet?” after a long time finally the KUA officers lost patience because they continued to watch Om and pounding.
“Can, Sir.” Answer Rama. “You two diem!” he firmly on Raka and Kara who immediately silenced for a moment.
“Okay, since the documents have been double-checked and confirmed the truth then we can start the show now.” Said the pengulu who then opened the event with the opening and then gave a little sermon marriage, followed by a request for marriage from the bride-to-be on her guardian.
“Please now Neng Lengkara can ask to be married to Mr. Rama.” Penghulu.
“Iya. Turn to tell me to talk instead diem.” Answer Raka.
“Yes Kara is afraid of wrong.” Kara didn't take it. “Turns now sir?” ask him on penghulu.
“OK to be ready.” Kara said when she got a nod from the penghulu.
“Papi hunted marry Kara equals Dirga now!” The guardian who is ready to lead the request to be married is suddenly shocked to hear the girl ask to be married in her own language while other brides usually repeat the sentence spoken by the ruler.
Ck! Raka who was sitting near Kara clucked softly to see the behavior of her bangs. If not a sacred event already Raka getok the nutmeg the santen sachetan.
“No kayaking, santen! Lo dengerin his predecessor continued to lo ulangin deh. Origin of jeplak aja lo!”
“Where does Kara know, Om. Salah pak pusahir also did not say.” Answer Kara. “Ya has been recharged sir.”
Finally Kara repeated her request and followed the words spoken by the ruler.
“Papi and her beloved Mami Kara.” Yes base santen, the words penghulu added a little as rich as fitting. He said it is not fair if you only ask his papi aja, mami should also be called dong.
“Today, Kara asked Papi and Mami to bless and marry Kara to Kara's most handsome and best male choice of SMK Persada, My Dirgantara. Eh Dirgantara Rahardian means.” Quickly error.
“Kara haturkan thanks for all the guidance and affection that have been papi and mami who have been papi and mami give to Kara since the time in the womb until now.”
“Kara also apologizes for any mistakes Kara has made both intentionally and unintentionally.”
“Kara is sad... Kara is often naughty, fighting mami with papi. Sorry Kara..” the spoiled whiny so soft and sniffling. I don't know, at a time like this, a chain of mischief suddenly appeared. From starting to come to school late, always denied every time in nasehati mami and papi, secretly misty kiss kiss kiss when clearly forbidden papi, and many others. Dirga who was sitting next to him patted Kara's back softly.
“Kara please keikhlasan ridho and keikhlasan papi to marry Kara to Dirga.” Continue in an unclear voice.
Similar to Kara, Rama was even seen biting his lips to hold back tears even though the eyes that usually give a firm look were already seen glazed over hearing the words of his beloved daughter. Hearing the sentence after sentence coming out of his daughter's lips was like stretching the distance between them, telling her that in a moment her beloved daughter would belong to someone else.
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the married one must know the taste, this moment is amazing. Continue tomorrow legitimate well. do not forget like comment and love his vote dong for the can of Saka Dirga.