
Neska and Cean's wedding day is fast approaching. Both are now preoccupied with various kinds of activities that deal with that special moment.
The first is that they have to prepare an invitation. Make a list of anyone who will be invited to the sacred event.
They also do fashion fittings and go to several places that would be suitable for their wedding reception.
Cean and Neska don't want a party that's too good. The theme of their wedding has been agreed, they prefer to make a garden party in the yard of the Cean family home alone rather than holding a wah event in the hotel ballroom.
Finished with a list of invitations, dress fittings, take care of vendors, places and catering, finally now they are busy with prewedding photo sessions.
Although Neska is not as amateurs when facing the camera because the experience of being a BA at Cean company is enough to make her have experience of it, but to pose with her man. Neska seemed to return as if she had first had a photo shoot.
Neska awkward especially the pose requested by the photographer is quite intense according to the girl. Cean himself also looked stiff, the first because he could not show his affection for Neska in front of the camera. Second, he rarely takes photos like this.
Until finally, the photo session was successfully done with various themes. In the studio in formal retro-style clothes, on a beach with casual clothes and the last they pose on the lake they used to visit - where they take pictures with the theme as if on sightseeing.
Neska was very happy with the photos, especially Cean. Although it must be admitted if it is very tiring for Cean who is very amateurish.
"Silver fits in this photo. Why not be a BA too like I used to be. The big brother looks like a cover boy" Neska said with a dikulum smile.
Cean chuckled at the praise of his future wife. Indeed, several times he was offered several photographers who work in his company so that Cean occasionally dabbled in the world of shooting while showing off their products, some of which are also made specifically for men. Perfume, deodorant and aftershave. But, of course Cean refused and asked them to look for a model that is indeed quality alone rather than her who is foreign to it.
"I'm not working on that part, honey."
Neska nodded at Cean's words. "But look. This is a good photo. Sometimes you also have to try to pose in front of the camera, who knows the product is even more in demand because it is the star of the advertisement and the brand ambassador is the owner himself."
Cean simply shrugged both of his shoulders indifferently. "Let it be someone else. Ntar the company can't afford my salary if it doubles up as a model as well" he joked.
Neska immediately pinched the second squash of Cean's cheeks that could be said not to be chubby, because she remained anxious with Cean's confidence which sometimes crossed the reasonable limit.
Cean pretended to grimace when what Neska did to him did not cause any ill effects to him.
"Dare to pinch me. I'll kiss you here and find out!" cean said he posed a threat to Neska.
"Try it if you dare." And it turns out that Neska even challenged the man.
"Here you. I'm proof of this!" Cean approached Neska and the girl ran.
Photographers who are good at capturing moments, actually take the opportunity to capture in the form of photos. And yes, the shots seem very natural because the events of Cean and Neska who pursue each other are not only acting but actual events.
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Today Neska and Cean will send you a letter of invitation that has been successfully printed. Incidentally there are some that they are entrusted to the delivery service. But there is something they have to deliver directly. Like their good friends.
Ah yes, Neska also invited Vanya, her college friend in Singapore. He also invited Vita who now lives in Papua because Vita did say he would visit Jakarta. Neska invited them via telephone and digital invitation letter.
In addition, Neska also followed Cean who sent invitations to some of her best friends.
They are also looking for the whereabouts of Neska's old friends aka neighbors who used to be an apartment with them in the old building.
First they get the new Yola address. They get information from a man who Cean asked to track Yola's residence based on Yola's former workplace in the Bar.
"We went to Yola's house, didn't we, today?"
Cean nodded in his position driving the car. He had already heard from Neska if Yola was a good friend and often helped Neska in financial matters first. Although Cean was emotional because Yola who also invited Neska to work at the Bar, but he knew Yola did not intend to plunge Neska at that time.
They hear the news that Yola is married again and gives up her widow status with a widower son.
"Neska?" Yola was surprised when she found Neska in front of the door of the house she was in now.
"Sister Yola?" Neska hugged Yola in excitement. How many years they haven't met. Neska felt like she missed that figure.
"You how are you? I see you as an advertising star? Oh my goodness, you're getting prettier now."
Neska also answered Yola's question with no less enthusiasm. They forgot about Cean who was there too.
"Geez until you forget, come on, let's go in Nes!"
Yola took Neska in and there she realized that the girl had come with a handsome man whose face looked familiar.
"Nes... He's this right?"
"Tetamren, Brother." Neska glanced her eyes at Yola, remembering that the title used to be Yola pinning it on Cean who became their Apartment neighbor who looked very unsettling to women.
"Jeez.. Yeah, Mas Cean, right?"
Yola grew increasingly lively and invited the two to immediately enter his small house that was simple but very comfortable.
They had a brief conversation and Neska conveyed the purpose of her arrival.
"So you guys want to get married? Well, congratulations.I'm so happy with the horror." Yola felt this was very happy news. He supports it one hundred percent.
"I'm the same my husband will come." Yola is back in spirit 45.
Yola said her husband is at work right now so he's not home. Neska also had time to get acquainted with the son continued Yola who was very puffed up at 4 years old. Name's Mirza. Mirza was instantly familiar with Neska.
"You still like kids, don't you?" ask Yola. She remembers Neska used to be a friend of Miko, her son Indah who also lived in the same apartment building.
"Yes dong, Brother." Neska immediately remembered Miko and her mother. "Where do you live now, sister? Dena too? I want to invite them."
"Beautiful is far away, he became TKI in Arab. Miko is being looked after by her bukdenya. That's the last time I heard."
Neska nodded her head. Pity is also Indah had to work up there, but it definitely done Indah for a better future Miko, he thought.
"... if Dena---" Yola does not continue her sentence, her words hang in the air.
"Where are you going, brother?"
Yola looked down inside. "He wasn't there, he was in an accident a few years ago. I'm horrified, hit-and-run."
"O Allah" said Neska who was spontaneously lethargic and grieving. He regretted not being able to get Dena to her last place. However, Dena is also a good sister for Neska and often invites Neska to additional work.
"Can I have the funeral address, brother? All right, I'd like to make a pilgrimage to my late father and mother."
"Of course I can."
Yola seger gave Neska the address she wanted. Although it was in a different TPU with the burial place of the Neska family but he will still visit there later.
Neska and Cean had spent most of the day sharing invitation letters. They also made a pilgrimage to Neska's parents' meal and took time to Dena's burial place. Thank goodness it's all still in the same city.
"We eat first. I'm a laper" Cean told Neska.
Neska nodded. The stomach also needs to be filled again because the last time they ate was before visiting the Yola residence.
They eat in a restaurant that serves typical Nusantara food. They sit waiting for the menu they ordered.
"Cathy?"
Neska and Cean turned to the source of the voice. There, they found a beautiful-looking woman in a peach-colored dress.
Neska certainly recognized the figure of the woman. Moreover, Cean who really knows who the woman who is now in front of him and greet him.
...Connect ......