May My Soul be You
Part 86 Wedding of Syila

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The happy day has arrived, today Sisters Syila and mas Dewa will be married as well as reception...

My gestational age is 10 weeks.

My husband and I look good on this happy day.

My husband and I are wearing blue batik jackets...

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Sis Syila is so beautiful with makeup on her face..

It looks simple, elegant and not boring..

So did the God who appeared dashing with his suit....

Both brides enjoyed the atmosphere, where their co-workers exchanged congratulations to the newlyweds.

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I sat next to my husband, spoiled, and enjoyed the food that was already available..

I ate so voraciously, let alone my husband feeding me...

Father and mother unceasing² wipes tears, not because of the cry of disassociation but the father and mother moved and sad because his son has officially become the wife of people...

That means it does not rule out the possibility of sister Syila will follow her husband, and no longer stay at home with father and mother.

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I approached the mother, I looked at her face which was still tight even though it had begun to age...

"Mother, don't cry. Sis Syila is only the wife of Dewa, while sak Syila is still the child kamdung mother.." I said comforting mother..

"Yes, baby, mother is only afraid to feel lonely if there is no mother's child at home, no one is waiting for mother" wiped the tears...

"Yes mother, Yuna will often² to visit mother" kissed mother's cheek..

"Hey, baby, love you all"

I hugged my mother tightly, there was something you couldn't explain but I could feel how sad she was right now...

Yuna promised bund will always visit mother and father, Yuna dear you...

Yuna spoke in her heart..

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"Yes already bund, Yuna wants to meet Erick yaa. Mother do not be sad anymore.keep smile😊" smile sweet..

"Yes son" returned a smile...

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"Darling, mother why?" Ask husband...

"Yank habit, mother is just carried away" I said casually..

"Yes, I'm tired of taking a break" I leaned over his shoulder...

Just 10 weeks pregnant you are often tired of wanting to be spoiled...

Strong yes my husband you should be ready with my attitude changed² for 9 months hehe

Yuna bathin's...

"Yes, I've been anterin to yaa's room" carrying his wife..

"I love you husband" cheerful face...

"Love you too dear" replied with a smile...

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In the room, Erick rubbed Yuna down very gently.

He painstakingly removed his wife's high hells.

"Honey, you rest, mas want to join down" he said...

"Can't, I'm just here" getting spoiled...

"Lho not good dong love the other" trying to persuade..

"Stay here or I'll sulk if the mas goes down?" little threatened...

"My wife, yes you are here" stroking his wife's hair...

"Mas, here deh" shifted to allow her husband to fall beside her.

"Yes dear" instantly broke his sturdy body...

"Mas, if our daughter's name is mas?" asked with a serious face...

"Hehe ehm do not know my dear, if for example our son² how?? I don't know what kind of sex our child is"

"Hehe yes mas, but if our daughter mas who love the name. If our son be² let Mimhu who gave his name. How do you agree not?"

"Yes dear, up to you my wife.Most importantly take care of your health and our future children" cup.a kiss stopped on the tiny lips...

"Yes mas, I will keep my womb just as I keep my love to you mas"

"Thank you my wife, I love you😘"

"Love you too de 'em"

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Finally I fell asleep in my husband's arms, I felt comfortable and at ease.

Warm moments like this I will always miss, love and be loved, love each other

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