
Raka pulled Bagas' arm to move the table. He held back his laughter from hearing Anin's question earlier.
"Neet, be honest with me. Why is your hair wet?"
"I told you earlier, there's a lizard in my head" Bagas replied lying.
"Looky lizard on the wall instead of on your bald spot. Why am I, what do you think of Anin?" urgently Raka made Bagas face reddened.
"What the hell, I didn't say anything about him"
"Relatedly? Then why did Anin know about solo career?"
Bagas. His breath is stuck in his throat. Embarrassed.
"My own do I want dedesss?" push Raka back.
"Yes yes, I did. I don't know, lately if I meet with her innate want to tell her only. And I sometimes have a hard time controlling myself"
"Hahahaha wkwkwkwkwk" Raka laughed out loud making everyone turn their heads towards him.
"Sssstttt" said Bagas put his index finger on the touch of his lips.
"Ehm, sorry. Very very lo nyet. Then you have to agree with my idea. Call Nisa first, make sure tomorrow Sunday they and their family come to my wedding" Raka told Bagas.
"Have a play tell the captain!"
"Inget us on vacation. There's no captain here. Phone booth!"
"Iya-iya ah" Bagas tinkered at his phone looking for Nisa's number and directly contacted her. Connected.
"Hello assalamualaikum Nisa, tomorrow you come to the wedding of Salma and Raka right? Make sure to come yes, I want to ask the same permission Mr. Ade to bed Anin back"
Salam waalaikum, you what is the equilibrium of Gas? Nyerocos. It's coming. Yes, tomorrow papah will come. Just calm down
"I can't calm down, I have. I'll close first. Thanks info. Assalamualaikum"
Salam waalaikum.
Bagas ends his phone call and talks back to Raka.
"Yes they came. How am I going to be tomorrow?"
"Look, I'll ask Anin to sing. Pas finished your singing immediately ngelamar he fit on stage"
"How do you say?"
"She said cake, would you like to be my wife? That"
"Nothing but those words what is Mbel? Shame on me in front of a crowd"
"Yes, that's a shame. Do you want Anin to trust you more and more? If you are considered serious how? If only his uncle was there all asking permission blessing"
"Should that be?"
"Yes is nyett"
"Gue thought again"
"Most think lo"
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Afternoon at the Dance reception.
Anin and her entourage were already present at the reception venue of Tari and Tristan. They met with papah and mama from Tari and also Tristan.
"Sal, nyamperin Dance yuk" Invite Anin
"Come on" Salma and Anin immediately headed for Dance's room.
The dance is finished and is changing clothes. Anin and Salma waited. Soon the dance was over.
"Cantiiikkk nyaaaaaa" said Anin and Salma praising the aura of the beauty of Dance that radiated out.
"Aaahhh, thank you my friends" Dance hugged her best friend.
"Out yuk, already on the guest's come" asked Salma
"Bismillah, uh bentar. Nin lo already has a song, right?" Dari asked Anin.
"Udah, just calm down"
"Well, you sing Nin? Then tomorrow you also have to sing do not accept rejection!"
"Hadeeehhh, saweran mana mak saweran"
"Relax, ntar bawer big brother"
"Hahahah, yes yes. Sing again tomorrow"
"Whoever is the best song"
"All Salma's good songs" said Tari and walked out.
Guests have arrived and are shaking hands with the bride. It's time for entertainment.
Anin went up to the stage where the MC of the band was her older brother when D3 was.
"Anin, right?"
"Yes, Alvin isn't it?" anin replied as she walked onto the stage.
"Yes right, so the invited guests, this is my level despite the different majors yes. I'm in nursing, she's in midwifery. He's singing, we used to be choirs at our university. His voice is very good. So what do you want to do here, Nin?" alvin's question made some of the guests laugh.
"You want an intern to be a cable operator, can you? Yes sing it" Anin's answer made the invited guests laugh.
"It's still funny, what song do you want?"
"The song is once mekel, I love you for who you are"
"The title song is kak, hadeehhh"
"Ooh, kirain shot sister. Why do you want to sing this song?"
"Mmm, can a little story?"
"May be original do not like soap operas to thousands of episodes"
"Hahaha, not that. This song describes the two brides. This girl had just lost her boyfriend. He died. And meet with bang Tristan. In the past, Tristan liked fierce if the same Dance. I don't know how the story is he suddenly fell in love with Dance. Then, the short story of the Dance is always indifferent to Tristan. Chat is rarely bales upload photos or status updates are also only seen. But thanks to the persistence and earnestness of the bang Tristan finally dari luluh too"
"Alhamdulillah, my brother was moved by your story. Want to cry big brother"
"Lebay" uh"
"Hahaha, yes we just slim down"
"Silver tongue kesleo what the hell?"
"Why?"
"Yes, we should immediately welcome you brother"
"Ooohh is wrong, hahahaha. Let us welcome our servant Anindya Wijayaa"
The guests clapped their hands eagerly for Anin's appearance. The intro started playing and Anin was ready to take the tone.
You can ignore me
And assume I don't exist
But it won't change how I feel about you
I'm sure one day
Everything will happen
You'll love me
And never will let me go
I want to accompany you
I want to love your shortcomings
Always be ready to be happy
Whatever happens
I promised I existed
You can stay away from me
But I believe
You'll love me
And never will let me go
I want to accompany you
I want to love your shortcomings
Always be ready to be happy
Whatever happens
I promised I existed
Anin sings full of passion. Everyone enjoyed the sweet sound of Anin.
"It is very good that the voice of the candidate sister-in-law Iuee ah merdunyaaaa" said Salma
"Who was engaged to?"
"Yes yes, Bagas' handsome brother. Let's try Anin with the song tomorrow. Who knows if they want to get married"
"Singing what deck?"
"What a cake, a romantic song"
"You if you give me the idea do not half-dong deck. Call it what"
"Mana Salma knows. Find a cake in Mbah gugel"
"Haissshhh, it won't be then"
"Just tomorrow you'll have to call her nyet"
"Yes, bring me your ah! I'm still confused about the words too"
"Hahahah, like a test speech just nyet must compose the word first"
Silence to think about tomorrow.
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