
"I accepted the marriage and marriage of Sasha Brahmin with...".
"God!" reprimand the man who is the ruler who is ready to marry Devan at this wedding ceremony.
Cia scratched her head annoyed with Devan who always mispronounced kabul ijab. It's not a mistake that Devan made but this mistake has happened a dozen times.
"This is when, anyway?" jojon asked annoyed while scrambling the hair that was deliberately split in the middle.
"What a dong, Dad!" whispered Cia was full of pressure with her gaze made to glare at Devan who was now seen wearing a white coat and white peci.
Today is Devan and Kasya's wedding day attended by neighbors and some people nearby. A wedding party that is fairly simple but very meaningful to Cia.
Devan took a deep breath as he rubbed his forehead which had already been shedding cold sweat with his heartbeat beating faster than usual.
Devan glanced at the beautiful face of Kasya who had been polished with makeup making her even more beautiful on this sacred day. A white dress studded with beautiful kerlap-Twinkle decorations that match the color of the Devan suit makes them look harmonious.
Kasya who is now sitting next to Devan smiles, Kasya knows that Devan is nervous right now.
"Dad really don't want to marry Mama?" whispered Cia with her jaws.
"Seriously dong, Ci," Devan replied quickly.
"If you are serious who really dong ijab Kabulen!" cia said, squinting the eyes.
"Well, this was the twelfth kabul ijab experiment, no, anyway. Still wrong.".
"The new first, Ci," Devan said in self-defense.
"Well, let's do it again, Dad!" said the father of the penghulu while sticking his hand.
"Ceo Boss!" get Jojon.
Devan who was still trying to regulate his breath was immediately turned to look in the direction where the mechanics were cool to eat the dishes available.
"Boss spirit!" said Mamat encouragingly.
"Remember the boss the first night!" Jojon added and laughed.
Devan shook his head as if to get rid of the stupid sentence Jojon had just thrown.
"Can it begin?" ask the old man again.
Deon stepped slowly while carrying a plate filled with rice with his gaze staring at the available dishes.
"Can it be a paw, Deon? I'm laper, nih," said Haikal annoyed who had been standing behind Deon.
"Patience, Kal," Deon said as he stared at the dish as if looking for something.
"lu cali what, anyway?" asked Yuang somewhat emotionally.
It had been twenty minutes they lined up behind Deon to wait their turn to pick up the dishes available at the long table.
"Find the tempe," Deon said with a look of his flat face without sin.
"Eh bego, it's a bego wedding. Where there's tempe here that there's noh..." Point Haikal toward beef dishes that have been processed and seasoned in such a way.
"Nih lo meat eat to be healthy, tempe mulu sought," Haikal cerocos while putting a spoonful of spiced beef into Deon's plate.
Jojon glanced at his surroundings while smiling happily while slowly stirring rice and side dishes that seemed to soar high.
"Crazy, Deon, find tempe here" Haikal said and sat next to Jojon.
"Let's see my chicken, Kal!" Pinta Jojon while lifting the chicken in his hand.
"Be careful Jon! sometimes it's a trick" Adam reminded.
"Tuh tuh Adam said, sometimes the biggest meat is usually galangal," added Mamat.
"Ah who really lo?" Look at Jojon in disbelief.
"Try on biting!" mamat Pinta.
Jojon fell silent then looked at the meat with a seasoning that was so tempting. The curious Jojon carefully bit the hard-tasting flesh and chewed immediately making Jojon glare as the spicy pepper hit his tongue.
"Bahee!!!" jojon shouted as he let out a galangal from his mouth.
"Cih, Taik very well cooked, all galangal cooked continuously mixed with meat, what do you mean try?" Cerocos Jojon's.
All who saw it immediately laughed to see the incident that so provoked laughter that saw it.