Beautiful Pickpocket
Sah

All preparations are complete. The hotel where their wedding was completed was inlaid. All shades of pure white.

Rania has been ready since morning. At six o'clock in the morning the bride's fairies had come and started polishing her face. No responsibility of his mother presents make up artist to apply her makeup to make her look more beautiful and perfect.

Two hours later, the makeup was done. And right, Rania really has turned into a very beautiful princess.

The white-colored kebaya, decorated with small pearls around it, had been attached to its body. Fit, graceful and very pretty.

Her hair is also in a bun and hair. A little Tiara.on the top of his head.

"It's over, we'll excuse me" said one of the makeup artists who make it.

"Thank you" said Rania.

Rania sat alone waiting. Not long after her mother came.

"Darling.you are so beautiful." said Miss Hutomo.

"Mama can do it." said Rania.

"Mama Tidka thought little girl mama is now an adult and soon will be a wife. Message your good mother well with your husband. He's your friend, best friend and role model. Remember, never deny it let alone run away.You are not a child anymore." advice mama who already looks glassy.

Rania also glazed through the glass to hear her mother's speech.

"Mama.." said Rania hugged her mother tightly.

"Have not been soft, your makeup will be damaged.you become ugly again.." said Ms. Hutomo deliberately made rania laugh.

Rania just smiled at her mother's words.

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Tomi is also ready. Stelan's suit and white shirt he's been using since. A peci had adorned his head.

Tom sat down nervously. Waiting for Radit who never came.

Radit and Juan had promised to accompany her, but none of them had come until now.

Cklek.the door opens.

Radit was standing at the door.

tomi's annoyed face welcomed her arrival.

"Why are you long?"ask Tomi.

"It's eight o'clock, the show's only starting at ten. Why do you look so panicked." said Radit.

"I don't want to be late" he said.

"Come, everything is ready" said Juan who appeared behind Radit.

The three of them walked out together. Alya and Haikal were also waiting there.

The bridal party goes hand in hand to the hotel where the event is held in the title. Tomi's family entourage, Radit and some of his relatives accompanied Tomi's car. Tomi boards the bridal car with Juan as her driver.

An hour later, their car arrived. The luggage and the handcuffs have been taken down. And so is their wedding dowry.

Tomi waits in the space that has been provided, for the groom's side. So too did Rania waiting in the bride's room.

Tomi sat down uneasily, her hands unwilling to move.

"Calm down" said Radit patting his back.

Tomi looks at her best friend, but this time Radit has no intention of vilifying her."I know how you feel, leave everything to the one above. Breathe in and throw it slowly. Remember one thing, Rania loves you. It will give you strength" he said.

It is time for ijab kabul. Penghulu has called Tomi. Now Tomi sits in front of the ruler and Mr. Hutomo.

Tomi initially trembles, but she recalls Radit's words, Rania loves him, and is waiting for him. Like the prescription that Radit gave the panacea, Tomi's fear just disappeared. He loudly said his wedding vows.

I accepted the marriage and marriage of Rania Adzkia Hutomo bint Hutomo with the dowry in cash.

"sah.sah..sah.." heard the witnesses and the audience said it.

A sense of relief flooded Tomi. Like just released from a load that weighs tons.

Rania was taken out after the kabul ijab was completed. Rania sat down and kissed the hand of her husband, the priest who would be her leader until the end of the world. The taste of haru flooded his soul.

Likewise with Tomi, he gently kissed his wife's forehead. Happiness and happiness are clearly visible in his eyes.

Rania looks so pretty that Tomi doesn't blink.

Now he and Rania have officially become husband and wife. Her love's big brother is anchored. He and Rania will paddle a canoe together, against the waves and the wind that blocked. Crashing the storm to a happy contest together.

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