The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder
CHAPTER 12: Day (should be ) Happy.

Marriage is an inner birth bond between a man and a woman as husband and wife with the aim of forming a happy household, with the blessing of God. Today, however, the bride, Mesha, is still stuck in the window, looking at the morning sky that has not yet been fully laid out, dark.

The clink of cookware and cutlery sounded from several angles, even the hum of people chatting, was already heard. The tent was already grandly installed, and the seats were neatly arranged. Some people are seen finishing the decoration in the pelaminan.

"Gustiiii, the lha manten is still ngalamun at the window, that is!"

Mesha was aghast, and soon he stroked his chest, slowly.

"Mother ah, surprise Echa!" gerutu Mesha closed his window.

"Gek ndang bath, soon the paes will come to decorate you, Nduk!" mayang's orders gently.

Mesha looked at the room that had been decorated since yesterday as a bridal room. Some of the equipment for the bride's makeup is already on the corner of the room.

"Today, the show was flush the same night midodareni, Nduk ..." said Mayang again, before coming out of Mesha's room.

Mesha.

"Yeah ... How else? This is my achievement, nineteen years old, married!" mesha murmured in his heart, laughing at himself.

Mesha's cell phone screen suddenly shimmered, He grabbed the thing lying on the dresser.

"How's my future wife doing? I can't wait to see you ... miss you!"

Mesha grimaced reading the incoming message, he just looked at the written message, like reluctant to reply. The love for Giyan, however, had not grown in Mesha's heart, making him feel even more guilty about the man.

Mesha plays a bead bracelet on her wrist. He sought calm from there. Suddenly there was a knock on the door of the room. He walked over and opened the door. Mayang's face, his mother's poking.

"Sir, this is his helper coming. Be prepared!" mayang's orders gently.

"But, Madam ... Echa hasn't had a bath," saut Mesha.

"No need to take a bath also nothing, it will be flush ..." cut Minah, the spokesperson paes.

In the end, Mesha sat in front of the dressing table. Minah's hands deftly, began to prepare the makeup equipment, and held it on the dressing table. A few minutes later, after Minah made a prayer-like comment, she began polishing Mesha's face.

In another room, another makeup artist handles the makeup and costumes that Mayang and Bagas wear for the day. After completion of the procession, they were both led by paes to carry out the tradition of adol dawet.

After Mayang held a small basket on his waist, he walked to a place where there were pikulan like a hawker seller, while Bagas, walking behind while paddling him. Outside, several neighbors had arrived to follow the procession ahead of the wedding.

"Daweeett .. daweeeett ... Dawetnya Sir, Mom, Mas, Ma'am, Dek .. sweet seger. If not sweet, the monggo is bawang wae bakule ..." said Bagas using a microphone that was greeted by boisterous laughter from the people present.

Deftly, Mayang serves buyers who pay dawet with crew or broken tile.

After the adol dawet procession is completed, the paes store Mesha at the place where the flush event will be held. His parents stood there waiting for him with happy smiles.

Mesha still did not show a smile on his face, not like other brides who are happy to welcome the wedding day.

"Cha .. smile, Nduk!" mayang orders with whispers in his ear.

One by one the family and relatives watered the Mesha using water in brass vessels mixed with set-up flowers. He still maintained his fake smile, as the flush procession was over and both parents escorted him back to the room.

In the bridal room, Mayang as the mother of the bride, began to gnaw Mesha's hair, as a gesture of eliminating all bad things ahead of the wedding. The horror is completed by the paes, who then decorate the bride-to-be for the next procession, sungkeman.

Mesha's cry broke out as he began to hunch over with his parents. A lot of wojangan, and pitutur delivered in the procession.

Meanwhile, at the Wiryawan residence, the flush procession for Giyan was being carried out with great solemnity.

As the sky began to darken, Mesha who returned to her and looked so enchanting in a kebaya, sat in her room waiting for the procession of Midodareni to begin. He was agitated, his hands still playing around with beaded bracelets still coiled around his wrists. While beside him, Zafia who had just come a few hours ago, sat with him.

Seeing his friend getting restless, Zafia grabbed Mesha's hand and grabbed him. Mesha turned to look at Zafia and smiled.

After the jonggolan stage in the Midodareni procession is over, it is time for the tantingan stage. The stage where the bride's parents enter the bride's room, asking for the bride's steadiness to undergo the wedding.

Mesha spoke in a vibrating tone of voice as his mother extended a microphone to him.

"Oh .. nggih Mr, Ibu .. nggih, kula mangertos sinten niku Mas Giyan putranipun pak Wiryawan punika. Nggih, lamaranipun kula tampi, ananging, kula nyuwun bebana densosaken Twins Mayang Dewa Ndaru you guys chess weda ...."

After hearing Mesha's reply earlier, Mayang and Bagas came out of the bridal chamber for the next stage, handing over the vedic chess, which contains the housekeeping guidelines, to the bridegroom, Giyan.

The event continued the handover of angs-numbers or souvenirs in the form of food, coil buttons or clothing, and an heirloom shaped dhuwung or keris which means that the groom is expected to be a protector for his family later. The event closes with prayer so that H day is carried out smoothly.

During midodareni, both brides must be awake until midnight. Meanwhile, Mesha was still sitting dumbstruck, in his bed accompanied by Zafia.

"Sha, I get it, it's not easy for you to go through this. But I also do not want to see my face gloomy on the big day," said Zafia while embracing Mesha's shoulder.

Mesha tried to singly smile, for the sake of his best friend, even though it was not easy for him.

Mayang went into Mesha's room and said, "Already, Nduk .. it's past midnight, rest, so tomorrow can be as soon as the self becomes a manten."

"I'm out first, Sha. You rest, gih!" sela Zafia's.

"You're here, Fi. Come with me tomorrow, please!" saut Mesha pleaded.

Then Mesha turned to his mother, asking for approval, "Can you, Mom? Let Echa feel more comfortable, Fia will be the friend of Echa, ma'am ...."

Mayang nodded.

A few minutes after Mayang left the room, Zafia and the paes helped remove the bun and all the accessories attached to Mesha's body.

"It turns out to be a complicated marriage, Sha!" zafia chirps that Mesha laughs.

Connect ....

**nggih Father, Mother .. nggih, kula manggos sinten niku Mas Giyan putranipun pak Wiryawan punika. Nggih, lamaranipun kula tampi, ananging, kula nyuwun bebana densosaken Twins Mayang Dewa Ndaru you guys chess weda: Yes father, mother, I know who Mas Giyan was Wiryawan's father's son. Yes, I accepted the proposal, but, I asked for the condition of finding twins with Catur Vedas.