Destiny with You
Reception

After the thrilling morning events of Hera. He is very unfocused, a lot of daydreaming sometimes his own smiles in front of the glass. His cheeks blushed red every time he remembered the incident in the couple. Every time she came across that memory she held her lips and then patted her cheek.

"Why you? Don't act strange in front of others. I don't want to hear the temptations of young brides from those around me, I'm uncomfortable. So act mature, this morning was just an accident and nothing, so don't keep imagining it." said Dzikra cynically and sharply.

"Huh, yes it was just an accident" said Hera a little annoyed to feel nothing special about the new thing that happened in the eyes of Dzikra.

" Hurry out, grandfather told me to take you to the reception hall, and you should never trouble me. " Say Dzikra while walking with a cane to the door.

" Whoever will trouble you, I will help you." Hera answered while rising from the chair of the dresser walked up to Dzikra and held him.

Dzikra threw a cynical and sharp look at Hera. But Hera pretended not to see it.

" Don't make me look pathetic with your behavior." flicked his hand from Hera.

Hera was quite surprised by Dzikra's unfriendly attitude towards her. Newly married in a matter of 60 hours but Hera already feel can not stand the attitude of the Dzikra who always disputed everything. Hera just stared at Dzikra full of annoyance, and opened the door first then left Dzikra who walked slowly. The Dzikra who witnessed this smiled wryly and threw away a face full of hatred.

***

Hera was already wearing a white wedding dress, in her hand was holding a bouquet of Daisy flowers. Hera's favorite flower, her face polished with bridal makeup from the famous MUA, Hera looks very graceful and sweet. Actually Hera is a beautiful woman with mature brown white skin, rangnum lips, belo eyes and lentic eyelashes, she also has dimples, if smiling all eyes will be stunned to see her beauty. Can be said Hera is Suzy Miss A version of Indonesia, with brown white skin.

At this time, Hera was sitting alone, Dzikra did not see the trunk of his nose. While the reception will start soon, Hera is a little agitated. But he believes the Dzikra is not a person out of such responsibility.

Finally 5 minutes before the event began Dzikra wearing a tuxedo walked to the lapel. Hera's heart immediately soared, even though he only saw it, Hera was happy even though sometimes Dzikra always intimidated him. Dzikra sat beside Hera without saying a word, his eyes not glancing at her in the least. Hera saw Dzikra not glancing at him at all, disappointed. Then Hera took Dzikra's hand and just looked ahead trying to show her happy face. The dzikra held in his hand was not happy trying to let go, but Hera was gripping him tightly.

" You're not the one who wants to fall into the ravine, why hold my hand like this" whispered Dzikra.

Hera immediately turned her head, looking at the face of Dzikra who was quite close to her. Then he let go of his clutches and switched his hands cupping both of Dzikra's faces.

"Camera is ready Ok" said the photographer.

The expression was devoted to photo sessions. Hera then moved her hand away from Dzikra's face. Just realized they were starting a photo session.

"Try your more intimate style". Pinta photographers.

Hera unceremoniously grabbed Dzikra's hand and placed it on his waist, his hand placed on Dzikra's shoulder. Then his face smiled at the camera.

"Ok. good, perpect!" Say photographer.

The photo session is long enough to last until the invited guests meet the entire building. The wedding procession is carried out using the Sundanese traditional ceremony. After that, there was a sungkeman event. It is modern entertainment. All guests are welcome to enjoy the dishes. And allowed to take photos with the bride.

" Jo, gile loe yes, diem-diem just want to get married. Crazy loe really crazy knows. My pain is digininin." Rangga's exclaims are close friends of Hera when greeting him on a peraminan.

Hera just smiled at the sight of her friend.

" Yes, sorry I didn't want to. But now don't call Jojo anymore." Hera.

" Yes, yes, the queen mother. Eh by the way loe jago dapetin who tajir cool gini hehe." said Rangga while showing his row of neat teeth laughing cengegesan.

" Loe didn't use pellets, did she?" Rangga's laughter accompanied the end of his words.

Hera's face, showing emotion to Rangga. Because talking carelessly.

" Idiih don't get mad at you guyuu.." Rangga seraya passed by and greeted Dzikra and hugged him.

" Even though I don't know Loe, I'm tipped Hera same loe soin she's hehe's a lawyer." Rangga was still joking.

Hera who heard it again glared at Rangga. The one glared at just a satisfied smile had pissed him off to death. Rangga walked past down the pelaminan, his face that pretended to be firm turned full of deep disappointment, his heart breaking. The invited guests took turns greeting the bride and groom. Most of them were acquaintances of the Dzikra, his employees and acquaintances of his grandfather the Dzikra. The wedding procession was completed at 16:00. Hera and Dzikra after the reception was completed were flown directly to the city of Bandung, to Lembang. They arrived in the city of Bandung late at night, they did not talk much they immediately lay his body on the mattress.

****

Hera woke up, there was no Dzikra beside her, the clock was 5 a.m. Hera was stunned then she stepped towards the bathroom, the room the floor was still dry, indicating it had not been touched by humans. Hera did not take a headache, continued to go into the bathroom and cleaned her body. The weather was so cold that it almost felt like freezing. Hera immediately came out of the bathroom and performed the morning prayer and read the holy verse of the Koran. The clock is showing at 6 am. Hera immediately came out of the room looking for Dzikra, but her husband was apparently not there. Hera walked around. His mind says maybe the Dzikra is out for a breath of fresh air.

Hera walked beside the pool where the inn was. He took some beautiful things in his eyes. Until 7 am he returned to his room, not finding the Dzikra. Hera decided to have breakfast first. After that he again waited for Dzikra, but did not appear as well. Hera decides to call him but his number is off. Hera wanted to call home impossible, afraid of the home worried. Hera returns to the Receptionist's desk and asks about the Dzikra, but finds no answer. Hera was completely confused, she did not know what to do, Dzikra in an instant disappeared beside her. Hera tries to think positively, she intends to leave a message to Dzikra, she will take a walk on her own.

Hera returned to her room to pick up her bag and then searched for a nearby tourist location. He went to Bougenville, then the Bamboo House, and ended up in the Farm House. Hera returns on the eve of Isya. Hera sent a pesab to Dzikra, asking him where he was. But two messages from the morning only spanned one. Hera sighed, everything was the same but she still thought maybe the Dzikra was now in the inn room. Hera returned to the inn room, but it was still dark, indicating that no one had come to the room. Hera was drooping, her tears were rushing, she sobbed crying over the absence of Dzikra.

Where's your dzikra? you're doing fine. I don't know how to. Please don't hide.

His tears kept pouring down his cheeks all night. Hera was unable to close her eyes, repeatedly trying to contact Dzikra, but her results remained nil. Hera had just fallen asleep at 2 a.m., she woke up again and looked around and felt her bedside looking for Dzikra. Running to the bathroom there was no one. Her tears came back. Finally after bathing and praying immediately packed up, choosing to return home to Jakarta. Reported this incident to his grandfather. Because his grandfather did not pick up the phone from yesterday, neither did his mother-in-law. Eventually Hera was desperate, Hera immediately took a train ticket to Jakarta.

***

3 Hours passed.

Hera was already in Jakarta, she entered the yard of the Dzikra house she got from her mother-in-law during the wedding yesterday. Hera knocked on the door. My mother-in-law opened it.

" You guys didn't come together. Do you guys have a problem?" ask mother-in-law.

" mm..?" Hera was confused by the mother-in-law's question.

" The Dzikra came from dawn, and you're only here now. What's wrong with you guys?"

Deg Hera's heart, shocked and half dead, during this time Dzikra turned out to go home first, and left him in the city of Bandung.

" Where's Dzikra's room next door, ma'am?"

" Dzikra on the second floor of his room on the right, yes, do not forget to immediately solve your problems in bed." Mother-in-law giggling. Hera did not respond to him just smiling.

" Hera ka top first yes ma'am". said Hera politely.

Hera smiled awkwardly to the mother-in-law and she rushed to the second floor and entered the Dzikra room. Sure enough in that room Dzikra was looking at the view in the attic. Hera had her heart ached, wanting to get angry but she instead ran and hugged Dzikra from behind.

SERIATE....