
"Sister Okky one and two are just friends, different from brother Dela and brother Bagas" said Kina, trying to give understanding to children.
"Syama.kan Okky's brother syatu and two girls shama men, like Brother Dela and brother Bagas" replied one of the boys who is almost the same age as Tasya. Kina scratched her cheek.
"Shit, mumet!" kina grumbled while gluing her palms together.
Bu laras laughed softly at Kina's confused face. "Kids, Oki's brother one and two.." hadn't finished talking yet, Tasya had interrupted.
"Temen-temen said olang-olang, the orphan's prayer was potent.Yuk baleng-baleng we beldoa, capaya.kakak.Oki catu cama dua.bica marriage. Kaya's sister Dela cama Bagas's sister" Tasya said to be pumping her friends.
The seven children who had been surrounding Kina, raised their hands, their lips chanting something that no one's ears could hear. Funnily enough, all of them spoke Aamiin, and rubbed their faces together.
Dela and Bagas, who were sitting in the courtyard, laughed at the behavior of their younger brother and also said Aamiin, although they did not know what kind of prayer the children offered for Kina and Okky.
Bu Laras smiled, but in his heart also guaranteed. The okky? of course, guarantee it with all your heart, from the bottom of your heart.
Kina laughed, "It can be a boy, tasya don't stove you!" Kina pinched Tasya's cheek in a fit of anxiety. Tasya smiled widely.
"MAS!!" the cry of Erika whose emotions had been forgotten by Okky. He grew annoyed when he heard the little ones were hoping that Okky would marry the hijab girl.
"Eh.kalian do not be careless yes, he is my future husband. Want to be your actor!?" he asked Kina with sharp eyes.
"The ghost.." screamed the child in unison, then slammed hugged Kina, there were also those who hugged bu Laras and drowned their faces.
Bu Laras and Kina grimaced, feeling bad for Erika, but her name was also a child, sometimes it could not be arranged. Yes, like this for example, berating ghost people carelessly.
"Erika, these are just kids, please don't be so fierce. Look, they're scared of you" Okky reminded subtly.
Erika melengos, ignoring the word Okky said. He just walked away without saying goodbye. Okky said his greetings, then hurriedly followed Erika. He feels guilty, has forgotten Erika and even cool himself. But, where there was Kina, it was as if that was where her world was. His attention seemed to be interested entirely there.
……
Erika remained silent, her face pouting. Okky tries to melt the atmosphere by telling her what she saw on the street. Unfortunately, Erika was already annoyed, she did not budge in the slightest.
"Er, you laper don't, eat yuk. You didn't eat anything there" asked Okky, attentive. He had promised to accept and treat Erika as his future wife sincerely.
Their marriage was only two weeks away, even the preparations were very smooth. Okky thought, maybe this is the destiny that must be lived. Continuing to lament his fate would only make his heart even more hurt.
"There's nothing to eat" Erika replied without looking at her.
"You don't, I told you from the beginning, the show was simple. If indeed you do not like what they serve, do not need to be eaten, but.not need to sneer too." said Okky advised.
"Whatever! Not worth eating all" Erika looked away at the street beside her.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim" Okky murmured, shrieked.
...Whoever multiplies the istighfar will be given a spaciousness in every distress and a way out of the narrowness. And awarded sustenance from the road that is unexpected.”...
...(.(.HR. Abu Dawud and Nasa’i)...
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Okky stared at her phone full of photos of Kina. Yes, silent herself often steals the opportunity to immortalize Kina's sweet face on her phone. When the girl laughed, silent, serious, even when bribing food there. The girl looked cute with her mouth open.
He stared blankly, the invitation in his left hand. The invitation sample is ready, a few more days will be printed and will be distributed. In less than two weeks, the wedding will be held. Preparation has reached 75%.
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"Okky, are you asleep?" the voice of the Queen Mother came from behind the door.
"Not Bun, for a second" Okky hurriedly wiped the corner of her watery eyes and rubbed her face. Open the door and smile sweetly. "Why bun...your mother hasn't slept?" tanyanya, while presenting a fake smile.
"Not yet.What are you, kok continued in the room, now rarely participate in gathering in the family room. Do you want to talk to your mom?"
"Sorry.yuk get off, we chat"
Okky grabs the Empress Dowager's shoulder and walks hand in hand down the stairs. But his mind drifted somewhere. Okta and Ammar turned their heads when they heard the sound of footsteps.
"So, how are you in the room now, what's busy?" ask Okta.
Okky glanced over, "Nothing" he replied. Then he sat down with his mother and she sat down next to him. Daydream again.
Okta looked at her husband and gave a code to invite her brother to chat, the end of which is economical to talk and much daydreaming.
"Well, what's the invitation, anyone want to be revised?" ask Ammar. Okky handed over the invitation issue to Ammar's printing press.
"Same…"
"Are you checking? Don't let the bride's name become a belina cannon, Ki" joked Suri's mother, trying to lure her son. Usually Okky will chim with jokes that are no less laughable. Unfortunately he just smiled, then stared at the television screen again, while daydreaming.
"Ki.." Mommy patted Okky's thigh.
"Yes…"
"Aren't you happy?"
"Happy mother, as long as you are happy, Okky is happy too. Because the key to Okky's happiness is on the mother's side"
Okta straightened up, "No need to lie, just tell me what you feel. Honestly brother! I'm tired of seeing brother's play" He brushed off Ammar's hand holding his wrist. "Sister has money, sister has a position. Why don't you do everything you want, don't keep living like a doll. There is no harm in finding your own happiness. Don't be naive brother, brother not angel, brother man, ask the same heart brother. Or maybe your brother's heart is already considered dead?" okta said with emotion.
"Please mama, pity baby.." Ammar hugged his wife from behind and stroked her stomach.
"Ma…"
"Stop lying to yourself brother!" Okta stood up and breezed by crying. Ammar hurriedly followed, to calm his wife who was more sensitive since pregnancy.
The Queen Mother looked at the bowed Okky, then rubbed her fist, "Sorry Mother yes." she said, then looked at her eldest child with glassy eyes.
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