Call Me Isha
64. Wedding Dress Fittings

              Fate seems to compromise, trapping myself with a figure of the past who has now held the hands of others.

"You guys here too?"

My focus in choosing a wedding dress was scrapped, choosing to pump myself with Kak Arik to see the figure behind the back.

"Gue also wants to be married," replied my lover with a small laugh.

"Yes to say!" kanda Kak Raefal's.

"Khem!" deheman Glenda is the center of our attention.

"It's nice to see you guys again, but we still have a lot of needs for the wedding to take care of. Excuse me first."

Besides nodding, there is nothing else that I or Arik did.

Their departure is the best choice, even though they have agreed to make peace and give everything. Not that being stuck like that is good for the heart.

"Sister ak-----"

Intention to ask for an opinion, instead I found the sharp gaze of Kak Arik who he showed to Kak Raefal and his fiancee.

Exhaling, my finger touched his burly arm causing the body to move in evasive reflexes in shock.

"Sorry Flo, I'm daydreaming."

Nodding. "What did you think?"

He rubbed one of my cheeks gently. "Our wedding, I'm afraid it's not over before time."

Despite knowing that reason was full of lies, I still published a smile. Not wanting to add to the problems ahead of the wedding day.

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"That means your marriage to Raefal's Nak is just a day's difference, he's Saturday, you're Sunday."

Papa's voice in the family room attracted the attention of the three women who had focused on the news on the glass screen.

"Yes Pa," I reply.

"First, Mama thought your story would reach the guarantee."

The sensitive topic was again raised, I cannot blame because, I should have been reconciled all this time.

"Maybe we're not Ma's soul mate."

"Pa, I was curious. Why Papa can be familiar with Raefal, but Papa never liked."

The question wasn't from me, Orlin opened his mouth.

"About two years ago, you accidentally met. Do you remember when Papa and Zimra picked you up at the airport just the two of you?"

Orlin's forehead folded a few seconds before stopping the fingers. "When Flo had a concert in New York?"

"Yes, the time in the middle of the road his car broke down, but just a little more until the airport." Pause briefly. "Keep Nak Raefal who looks also just returned from a work visit he said he deliberately saw and chose to help Papa, from there we began to get familiar."

"Why has Papa ever told you a story?" my question was precisely to make the parents and Orlin raise compact eyebrows.

"Don't you care the same about Raefal?" orlin taunted.

I frowned, choosing to put the cassava chips with a spicy taste into the mouth.

"So why didn't you ever tell me?" billiards Orlin.

Papa puts his shoulders. "Make what? Anyway if the story is Zimra's sister must not like it, because now you ask new Papa tell me."

"Fear someone failed to move on ya Pa," ledek Orlin again who actually got a burst of laughter from both my parents.

Throw my pillow over the profocator's pretty face.

"Look Pa, what a sensi bride," Orlin fought like a child.

"Have it been, you guys," Mama's wound looked at me seriously. "Do you really want to marry Flo?"

Breathe without looking back. "The wedding was in front of Ma's eyes, I'm not a less famous artist to make a mess just to be covered by the media."

"Mom knows, just. It feels like Mama's heart is weird." The voice of the woman who gave birth to me seemed to be cheering.

"Our son is already a big Ma, he must know the consequences he's taking. Let's just trust it."

Hearing Papa's words actually makes my eyes dewy, and prefer to go up to calm down.

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          The residence that witnessed my growth was decorated in such a way, the sprinkling of white roses neatly arranged to display a sacred impression for a day that was no less thrilling for the heart.

The crowd because of the agreement event that will be in the title tomorrow morning actually makes this self feel empty, the soul sometimes asks things that I do not know the answer.

"What am I doing for myself?"

Maybe the question is still commonplace, but if it concerns the figure who first makes the heart move excitedly increasingly ambush the mind.

"Is letting him be the best way?"

Her. The figure of the girl who was originally wearing geeky glasses had turned extreme even, I couldn't believe it when I saw my first boyfriend's debut.

Maybe no one knows, since the beginning of my career, concerts and music video I always accompanied him though, my support is not as real as the prospective husband Flo.

Sometimes, I become a selfish figure who wants to tie it, but this self realizes that my beloved girl is no longer mine even, the asshole I also have other responsibilities that I marry tomorrow.

This is the last time I'll allow my brain to remember every memory of that girl, after tomorrow morning I don't want to remember her because, the fact that I belong to another woman can't be ignored.

Drt!

Drt!

Drt!

Without a second thought I raised a call that I think is quite important because, all this time the figure will not contact if only mince words.

"Raefal,"

The choking sound across there made me panic a little, even as I stood up.

"Why?"

"Sorry."

"For what? You why?" many sue.

"I still love your best friend, he's my first love and I'll never forget."

"What are you talking about?!" my voice was raised, quite understanding but unacceptable.

"Sorry Raefal, you still love him too right? So why do we do marriage when the heart is still attached to the other?" glenda's cry made me smile bitterly.

"Tomorrow our wedding day, and only now are you saying this? You think this is a game?!"

"You realize how many hearts you broke because of this one-sided decision?!"

"I know it's selfish, but I don't want to marry someone who hasn't finished with her past, and neither do I who haven't fully reconciled with her."

"I'm sorry, I hope my departure makes you happy. Marry him out of love, not like me, who is given reassurance out of compulsion."

"You're crazy! Glenda! Glenda!" I shouted as the phone was cut off unilaterally.

Without wasting any time, snatched the car keys and ran out of the room which was immediately intercepted by Mother.

"The bride-to-be can't go out, haven't you told me?"

Worrying over the body, wanting to tell but not having the heart to take a happy twinkle from his face.

"So Mom, this is important," I'm gentle.

"What's for? If there's anything less to ask your father or cousin."

In silence I thought, even though the tongue does not speak the truth now, but tomorrow someone will slap the truth.

"Now come in, come on! Don't get sick on your first night," Mother's lead makes me a gamang.

"Mom!" Call me in a choked voice, asking the brain to put together the right words.

"Why? Any issues?" Mom's face was starting to look anxious.

"Glenda called me, she said she couldn't marry me."

"You lied, right? This must be your wits so you can go back to your ex! Aye, right?!" snapped him who attracted the attention of people around.

"What did you say Fal?" asked Dad to make sure while rubbing his wife's vibrating shoulders.

"Glenda, she's not ready for marriage.

"Think maybe! You are married in a few hours!"

"That's the truth, well, he told me that."

The complexity began to feel, the entire extended family began to dialogue like a wasp while I, the bride-to-be could only be pensive to lament the fate that did not cross the mind at all.

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Sunday, 11 July 2021.

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