Please Change my Destiny!
The Wrong End of Love

Reno sat quietly in her chair.

Right in front of him, the place where he and Diandra were supposed to do the ring exchange as a sign of engagement was in the remodel.

There, it appears that people known as event organizers are busy preparing a place for prospective grooms and grooms and their witnesses to carry out the Kabul Ijab.

A table covered with a shiny white cloth and decorated with flowers had now been cut into the place. The chairs have also been lined up neatly facing each other in such a way.

While he himself was just staring blankly at the front. His mind raged after hearing the words of the Father if this engagement day was replaced with a wedding.

The hope is that after the engagement day he can get closer to Rima by being in the shade of the same family. But what if he gets married later?

Is Rima really going to wait?

Or would Rima actually abandon herself?

"Ren, Reno!" He gasped as his back was patted and his name was called. Looking next to the father who was looking at him.

" Have you memorized?"

He shook his head while listening to the question. How could he concentrate on memorizing the qobul sentence with this kind of feeling?

" We go inside, he says there's a room for you."

You think that Reno might not be able to concentrate in this kind of rowdy situation. Reno needs a quiet place.

Entering a guest room that had been filled by a family far from Mr. Cakra was deliberately emptied for the man.

Instead of directly memorizing the qobul sentence as instructed, the man threw his butt in bed. Both hands rested on their knees, clasping their hair tightly.

His head feels heavy, how is this? what should he do now?

It is also impossible to thwart the plan today, both parents must be embarrassed, especially the father.

He could no longer think of who was behind this sudden plan. The mind that only focuses on the feeling of Rima.

For some time He was completely motionless from his place, until mother came to call him back to the front.

" Reno, the place is ready!" The body that was just standing in the doorway slowly approached with very slow steps.

Looking at the mess of her son, Mother could guess how the man was feeling at the moment. But he can't do much. Helping Reno reach for a word of love is clearly a big mistake according to him.

Maybe with this marriage will bury the feeling little by little.

" Let's get it straight!" The wrinkled hands were on both arms of the son to help him stand up.

Pat the batik shirt on the side that looks crumpled. The hair was re-groomed and with a comb he found on the table.

Trying not to return his son's sad gaze, maybe he won't have the heart after that.

" It's ready, it's cute!" His hand now clasped Reno's wrist preparing to pull the much taller body out of it.

" Buk, ." Reno tried to stop the move, about to ask pity on the mother.

" Come on, everything's ready outside waiting for us." Mom pulled him back, not wanting to be affected a little bit. Now, his heart was deeply touched. But no, he can't lose now.

Reno must really bury her love for the woman.

The groom was led to a table covered with white cloth

the combination of unggu arranged in such a way that it looks like a flower in each corner.

There has sat Papa Cakra as the guardian of the bride at once who will say kabul ijab

to hand over the responsibilities of her daughter to the groom-to-be.

Next to his right sits a man almost the same age as the father who may be the ruler who will lead Papa Cakra to say kabul ijab.

While on his left is seen Om Cashel the eldest brother of Pak Cakra, who will act as a witness.

He sat right in front of Mr. Cakra. Although the two often interact, this time it feels very different than usual.

Today is her wedding day, the happiest day for everyone.

But in his brain it is filled with the figure of a woman who always haunts his days.

The woman he always wanted to take care of, the woman he always hurt. That woman will soon be a sister

his in-law. And the one that always makes his woman suffer is his own future wife.

He was able to face this marriage.

Papa Cakra and Reno have been directed to shake hands with each other. With equally cold hands they began to grab each other's hands.

“Gugup?” Papa Cakra when he found his hands cold and wet due to cold sweat.

Reno just smiled indicating that she was very nervous.

“Sama, me too,” Papa Cakra answered his own question just to shake off his nervousness.

This was the first time he had let go of his daughter. Hopefully after this, the happiness of his daughter will get from the man in front of him. The man who will soon take his daughter.

“Can be started?” The words actually added to the nervousness between them.

He was answered with a nod of his head by the two who shook hands.

“Ananda Reno Setiawan Bin Khaeruddin I marry and I trust you with my son Diandra Umaiza Binti Cakra Pratama with a gold dowry of 2 grams and a set of prayer tools paid in cash because Allah”

“I received the marriage of Rima Damayanti Binti Cakra Pratama with a dowry in the form of gold weighing 2 grams and a set of prayer equipment paid in cash because Allah”

I don't know why everyone is silent.

No legal word?

What the hell's going on?

“Gosh I forgot middle name om Cakra, it should be CAkra Safwan Pratama, right?”

He is only able to saturate with the glare of the eye that goes there and here.

While behind the curtain there, even women were stunned to hear the kabul sentence uttered by the

brides.

Rima unconsciously actually grasped tightly the bride's arm that he was holding.

Is that how much love the man had for him to change the bride's name with his name?

If possible, he wanted to immediately run pounding the groom's body. Or immediately take off the bride's wedding dress and put it on her body and say I should be the bride.

Or if he's allowed to scream please stop this marriage, look at us! We love each other, please bring us together!

But he had no power to do all that could only endure the severe pain he was hiding.

Without realizing it, he slid a speck of water from the corner of his eye.

Not a few eyes are now on him.

While Diandra was silent.

His eyes seemed calm looking straight to the point of no edge, although he was shocked when listening to the qabul sentence from Reno.

The crisscrossing he had heard that if Reno loved Rima, it was getting stronger.

Is it true?

Unknowingly Reno herself confirmed the news.

Maybe forever he will stand from behind the shadow of Rima.