My Husband's
Wedding preparations

[ANAP]

Time keeps passing. Without feeling one more month, my wedding and Mas Fandi will be held. We didn't have a reception, just a small event. There's no fancy party because I'm still traumatized by the wedding. Fandi understands that.

Today Mas Fandi and I went to a boutique to try on the wedding dress we had ordered all day. At first I refused because it was so expensive. After all there is no fancy party, why wear the expensive kebaya. But Mas Fandi said that it was the clothes that bore witness to our sacred promise. I can only nod. In this matter, I cannot dispute Mas Fandi.

I look really pretty when I try the white kebaya with a lot of fancy accessories. Mas Fandi also looks very handsome and dashing with a luxurious white coat matching my kebayaku.

After from the boutique, we searched the mosque for dzuhur prayer. At that time, Mas Fandi who became Muazin because he was the youngest man there. I started listening to Mas Fandi's voice. Instantly I was surprised. Mas Fandi's voice was exactly like the voice of Muazin that I heard the night I was driven out by Mas Hadi. It turned out that the voice that I had admired all this time belonged to Mas Fandi. Oh God how lucky I am. Having a husband like Mas Fandi. He's so perfect. Handsome, mapan, sholeh. I feel like I don't deserve to be next to him.

After performing the dzuhur prayer, we went to the restaurant for lunch. It's so strange. He has a cafe but eats somewhere else. But maybe because of the distance of the cafe and our position is far hehehe.

At the restaurant, we ordered a variety of appetizing dishes. We ate the food quickly because we were very hungry.

After eating, we talked for a while about our plans in the future.

"Kok you didn't say that you were the Muazin in the mosque where we met after my accident." I stirred up my cold drink which still had half a glass left.

"You don't do it anyway" said Mas Fandi with his relaxed face.

"Yes, but I'm glad you're the owner of that voice. So it's getting more comfortable around you." I smiled at him.

"So if the owner of the voice isn't me, you're not comfortable with me?" Mas Fandi scrunched his forehead.

"If we were married. I've brought you home." Mas Fandi pinched my cheek. My face flushed with embarrassment. In fact, he did so in front of many people who were also eating in this place.

"Then ah." I hit Mas Fandi's hand slowly. He can only be snickering.

"Oh yeah, An. After we get married, you quit your job."

The deg! Mas Fandi's words instantly made me speechless. Should I stop? Expecting from your husband like before? Should I live with such uselessness? I looked down sad.

"Hey, I said quit your job as head chef. If you want to keep working, I'll position you as Manager." Mas Fandi rubbed my hair softly.

I lifted my face and smiled with relief. "The old Manager wants to be accompanied, Mom?"

"We mutated elsewhere. I'll put him in a new cafe I just built a few months ago. You remember what I told you about the project in town F?" tanya Mas Fandi wants to convince.

"Oh yeah I'd love to, Mom. Ready yet?" ask me to know.

"Udah, next month we will inaugurate."

I smiled happily to hear it. Fandi is getting more and more successful. May it always stay like this. He deserves it.

"Oh yeah, I'm going to the toilet for a minute." Mas Fandi got up from his seat and went to the toilet. I'm laughing a little. He must have wanted to pee. It was obviously because of the two glasses of cold drink he had spent.