Happy Birthday To Me
Happy Birthday to Me - 64

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The sound of a crowd of people heard at a shop in the middle of the city center became frenzied. So many people here as well as some statues in bridal attire.

The store is so huge and filled with all sorts of wedding preparations.

"I think this year many are married, deh," commented Syifa who looked in all directions.

He looked at one by one the people passing around him.

"This one or this one?" asked Jaya who suddenly broke the silence between Syifa and Rahmi who had been busy commenting on the people who passed by beside her.

Rahmi approached to receive two invitations that had been chosen by Pak Jaya.

"Syifa, do you think beautiful blue or pink?"

"Whatever. Mama same Pak Jaya likes what color?"

Hearing the question made Pak Jaya and Rahmi who suddenly looked at each other.

"What color do you like?" ask Jaya without awkward.

"Everything Syifa likes. The color of the Syifa rainbow also likes. All Syifa colors like."

"What color do you like?" ask pak Jaya.

"Syifa likes rainbow colors," replied Syifa making Pak Jaya smile shyly.

What Syifa says is true. Honestly, he likes rainbow colors. The row of colors that made him so very happy when he saw that color.

"Correct?" ask Syifa.

"Can't believe?" tanya Rahmi who laughed and immediately lifted the phone equipped with rainbow colors on the cellphone package owned by Pak Jaya.

Syifat laughs curled up and then he quickly lifted his phone to make pak Jaya's eyes widened staring at the cellphone bandage Syifa and hers the same.

"That's your phone?" tanya Pak Jaya did not expect and so did Syifa who also did not expect.

"Can't it be the same?"

"Oh I know. Do you not-don't you follow the same sir Jaya, yes?" point pak Jaya scoffed.

"Enak. Syifa did not follow, yes! Or maybe Jaya is following Syifa. Mr. Jaya who bought silicone phones after seeing silicone has Syifa, right?" he looked at her suspiciously.

"No, yes!" bela pak Jaya did not accept Syifa's accusation.

And the debate made Rahmi shake her head to see the small quarrel of Pak Jaya and also her daughter. Somehow the relationship between the future husband and his son is now happily intertwined even both of them laugh at each other when putting together the silicone of his cellphone.

"It looks like black," nice said Mr. Jaya while staring at the invitation which is now in his hands.

"Flame, black, neutral. More beautiful especially the writing if using color-"

"Golden yellow," cut Rahmi made Pak Jaya and Syifa suddenly turned to look at Rahmi who was in the middle of it.

"Rubber," replied Syifa and Pak Jaya with a compact.

"The yellow gold color is very beautiful. Syifa likes it, doesn't she, Dad?" ask Syifa and then make Pak Jaya amazed after hearing the call said by the Father spoken to him.

Father, a sentence that Pak Jaya never imagined could be spoken by Syifa to him when Syifa was busy with several invitations in his hands.

Pak Jaya who was silent for a while immediately turned to look at the future wife who touched the back of her hand gave a smile that was so very happy after hearing if her daughter called Pak Jaya with the name Father.

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"Shyifa!" said Pak Jaya made Syifa who was busy wondering at the invitation employees turned their heads.

"Yes Dad?" his tanyanya makes Pak Jaya terpelonjak shocked.

It felt Mr. Jaya felt butterflies scattered on his chest. He was very happy when Syifa, who for the second time called Syifa, called him Father.

Actually, Mr. Jaya wanted to ask if he heard wrong or Syifa who mispronounced, but hearing Syifa who again said the word Father to him made him undo his intentions until the feeling of happiness in his heart.

So very happy when hearing the speech from Syifa to him.

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Syifa is now sitting on the sofa looking at her mother who is seen trying on some wedding dresses along with Pak Jaya who is busy tidying up the suit she is wearing.

"Is this good ask?" Rahmi to her daughter has been busy staring.

Syifa looked from the tip of her feet to the end of her hair and shook her head. Brown color. This does not correspond to what Syifa had in mind.

It seems that the thought of his daughter was also the same as Jaya sir who immediately nodded his head after Rahmi stared at her future husband. It is also not appropriate and like the choice of Rahmi.

"Keep what color? Syifa likes what color?" asked Rahmi who seemed tired.

Syifa got up accompanied by a small tawak.

"If you ask Syifa what color you like, of course Syifa will answer the rainbow color but you can't wear a rainbow wedding dress instead."

"That's also pretty," joked Pak Jaya to make Syifa and Rahmi laugh.

"The wedding dress that suits Mama is a white dress. White clothes symbolize purity in a marriage."

"And Jaya also has to wear white clothes" Syifa continued.

"How about we use two colors," proposed Mr. Jaya make both eyes sparkle Syifa.

"Rubber, white with-"

"Black color," cut pak Jaya makes Syifa laugh so happily.

"Ah, why are you always thinking of Syifa?" janda Syifa who deliberately made her face pout.

"Because we are prospective Father and child," answered Pak Jaya happily while hugging Pak Jaya who was so very happy especially with Rahmi who saw the cohesiveness of the prospective husband with her child.

After that Syifa looked seriously at Pak Jaya who seemed to be being measured by a man while his mother also seemed to be measured. The measuring device is seen circling her waist to the arm and each side will be measured by the employee who will sew the wedding dress for Rahmi and also Pak Jaya

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