The Love that is Abolished
17. happy days
The day that I am waiting for has arrived, today will be a wedding ceremony and continued with the wedding reception. My mind is more uncertain. The worry and worry remains. This morning the mother of the bride fairy maid showed her skills dr up shubuh until jm 7 am, my face was dressed, dimake over became the queen of traditional style Solo. My hair is carried in the style of a traditional bride Solo, strands of jasmine flowers decorate my hair. Stirrup along with heavy accessories already wear. White kebaya clothes prepared for the event have bandaged my body. Perfect. One word from the mother of the bride makeup artist, wallaupun sdh middle-aged, tpi no doubt her expertise in decorating the bride. Many have become customers.
This morning, this time, this hour, this second, I'm going to end my girlhood. The clock shows at 8 am, the ruler has come from earlier, but the entourage of my future husband's family has not come, fortunately Anto mas already here, this is what Mas Anto had feared, makany mas Anto lives here accompanied by one of the relatives of the Anto mas family.
"Well" was heard almost simultaneously all who were present at the place said the word. Haru, happy and happy, so one in the chest. Happy cries finally spilled out as well. Mas Anto smoothly uttered the pledge of Ijab, starting with Bismillah in front of the penghulu with only one thread, without the presence of family members. Actually we the bride's family would like to wait but, but the family mas Anto did not come jga. While the pak penghulu can not wait because many have lined it up. Prayers were offered to both of us brides.
Finally aq legitimately became the wife of Anto. at 10 noon this was held our wedding reception. Aq wear kebaya wedding dress custom Solo palace. Mas Anto's dressing room kept unblinking looking at me.
"You are so beautiful, Dek." praise Anto to me. I pinched his waist because aq ga can be a lot of motion, because a lot of bridal accessories ad in my hair.
Not long ago my husband's family from Semarang came. Father-in-law and brother-in-law of my husband, apologizing for the delay of the group. While my mother-in-law lightly said, "We were at the salon dlu. Yes unfortunately if you welcome guests with no grooming."
Procession after procession of traditional Javanese marriage Solo we run, from throwing betel leaves, stepping eggs, pouring rice, sungkeman to ritual bribes. Accompanied by Javanese gending chants, the atmosphere became so sacred. If I could shout happy, I would scream happiness. The guests also felt my happiness. Many took photos with my husband and aq.
Event after event I went through to the end of the reception. My husband's family came home, many congratulated me for being a member of their family. But the strange thing about my mother-in-law, no strings attached, just waltzed away. My father-in-law finally said "Ga need to think of your mother, she was so, over time, your adult attitude later that can be addressed wisely. "the advice of the father-in-law cools aq.
"Sign sir." I replied. Aq tried to respond to the behavior of my mother-in-law patiently. Even so, she was the mother of my husband, who had given birth and who cared for my husband with affection.
After the death of my husband's family, my extended family gathered together, joking together not a separate gap. "This is my family, mingle." I explained to my husband. I introduce my extended family one by one to the Anto, from my sisters, from the princess, budhe, pakdhe, bulik, paklik and all nephews.
My nieces are a lot of teasing Anto. invite guyon mas Anto want to join in. And at the end of my nephews' efforts succeeded.
