The long-awaited day arrived.
The room had been decorated in such a way that it looked like a fairy tale in the real world. Under the pouring rain, it did not dampen the spirits of the two families and the invited guests who had filled the room. Mahardika was sitting face to face with Teguh Saputra. Her father, as well as the person who acted as the marriage guardian on this happiest day. "I marry and give in marriage, ananda Mahardika Wijaya bin Frans Adi Wijaya with my daughter, Eka Maheswari Saputra binti Tegus Saputra, with a cash dowry of 10 million, five grams of gold, as well as one unit of house and a set of prayer tools, paid in cash!" "I accept the marriage and marriage of Eka Maheswari Saputra with the aforementioned dowry paid in cash!" said Mahardika with one breath. "What about the witnesses? Is it legal?" "Ya!" said the witnesses simultaneously. So did the guests who shouted in unison. Then the headman led the prayer. Mahardika raised both hands, assuring every prayer that was said. Not only him, but all the people who filled the room also agreed. Occasionally Teguh Saputra was seen wiping his tears. His emotions were so high after completing his duty as a father. "Please present the bride to sign the marriage book," said the wedding chairman, who was on duty today. Mahardika felt relieved now. Like a disease, he was finally healthy. There was no longer anything holding him back. Finally he had officially become a husband to a girl who was only 21 years old. Eka, accompanied by Annata and her two best friends, walked over to Mahardika there. Today, Eka really became the center of everyone's attention. Dressed in a typical Sundanese wedding dress, Eka looks very beautiful and graceful. Mahardika gaped, looking at the woman who has now officially become his wife. Eka smiled gently, as did Mahardika. She extended her right hand and Eka took it with mixed feelings. Happy, joyful, and emotional all at the same time. The invited guests were busy taking pictures with their cell phone cameras. Didn't want to miss the moment of ring installation and others. Mahardika put the ring on his wife's ring finger. Then Eka, who put the ring on the finger of the man who is now legally her husband. Eka kissed the back of Mahardika's hand as a sign of respect. Now it was Mahardika's turn to kiss Eka's forehead, as a form of affection. The moment was recorded beautifully in everyone's memory. Mahardika's warm touch created a great rush in Eka's heart, as if there was a high-voltage electric current striking her body now. *** 3:00 am. Such a beautiful day has passed, but the happy impression is still felt today. Mahardika and Eka were already in the room, which had been decorated so beautifully, creating a romantic impression for the happy couple. On the big bed, rose petals had been sprinkled. There are many candles scattered around the room, making the atmosphere even more romantic. Eka had just come out of the bathroom. She has changed her clothes. While Mahardika sat on the sofa playing with his cell phone. Eka walked slowly while feeling a great rush crashing through her body. Yes. Tonight should be a beautiful moment for her and her husband. They say this night is called the first night. "Are you done, honey?" asked Mahardika, who got up from the sofa. Eka was surprised and nodded slightly, "yes. If Uncle Dika wants to go to the bathroom, go ahead." Even though they are married, Eka's habit has not changed, namely calling Mahardika as 'Uncle'. Mahardika eroded the distance, so that he and Eka were now only a few feet apart. "Why, do you still call me 'Uncle'?" Mahardika asked softly. Eka raised her head, now looking straight at the man, who never imagined before would become her husband. "Because I like it," chirped Eka, looking adorable in Mahardika's eyes. "Even though we are now officially husband and wife, I will still call Uncle Dika, 'Uncle'. I'm not comfortable calling him 'Sayang, Ayang, or anything else,' it's too serious for me." Mahardika chuckled. He was so excited that he pulled his wife's nose. "Ouch, Uncle... It hurts," Eka complained, pulling Mahardika's hand away quickly. She rubbed her nose then. "Why do you like to pull my nose so much? What will happen if I have a long nose like Pinocchio? People will definitely demonize me later." Eka grumbled while puffing up her cheeks. Instead of being annoyed, Mahardika was even more annoyed by his little wife's innocent behavior. Mahardika moved her face forward, so that the distance between her and Eka was really intimate. Then he said, "No one will dare to say anything bad to you. I will protect you and will not let you be insulted. This is my promise as a husband. Remember that." Next she walked past Eka, towards the bathroom. Eka was frozen like a stone statue there. Mahardika's words were like arrows that went straight through her heart and hit her right in the heart. Eka did not understand why Mahardika treated her so gently and warmly. In fact, all she knew was that Mahardika was strict and indifferent to women. At least that's what Bambang Wijaya had told her. Fifteen minutes later. Mahardika came out of the bathroom. Wearing a bathrobe that was only knee-length. Eka closed her eyes and turned around. Ah, if I'm honest, this was the first time Eka saw another man, besides her father and brother under the same roof. "What's wrong with you, dear?" asked Mahardika in surprise, walking towards the dressing table. "I'm embarrassed, Uncle," Eka said, whining a little. Mahardika chuckled, "What are you ashamed of, dear? I am your husband, dear. So why be embarrassed?" After spraying perfume, Mahardika swung her legs over to Eka, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. "I'm embarrassed anyway." Eka was still reluctant to turn around, even though Mahardika had persuaded her. "Hadeuh... This is you, sweetheart. So innocent." "Let it be. I've never been in a room with a boy. Besides, why are you still wearing that, instead of just putting on your clothes? I'm embarrassed to see it, Uncle." Mahardika smiled slightly at that sentence. His heart felt relieved that the woman he married was truly capable of maintaining her honor. Unlike most girls out there, who freely invited men into their rooms. "Yes, you don't need to be ashamed, dear. I am your husband. We are officially husband and wife. So, whatever is inside me, you can see it." Can you see? Eka rounded her eyes. Her mind started to wander."Come on, Mommy, let's have lunch together," Eka asked a little whiningly, while tugging on Annata's hand.The look on her face was deliberately pitiable, so that Annata would give in to her desire to have lunch together.Since it was lunchtime, Dika intended to take Eka to the restaurant they usually went to. There happened to be Annata, Eka also wanted his mother-in-law to come along. "Just you guys. I don't want to disturb your togetherness. Mom has to go back to the boutique too. I have something to take care of," Annata gently refused, as well as giving an explanation. However, her son-in-law seemed reluctant to understand.Eka's behavior was like that, but neither Annata nor Mahardika took it seriously. In fact, they seemed to be made more colorful by Eka's behavior."Heum, Mother mah. I really want to have lunch with you. We haven't eaten together for a long time," Eka whined even more. Annata was not angry at all. She faced her casually and calmly. Dika, who was watching fro
One day before Eka entered university. Dika was still in the office and had just finished his meeting.[Dek, you get ready, I want to pick you up.] Dika wrote on the chat application.Eka did not immediately answer. It seemed that she had not been online since 09.00. Dika kept watching his cell phone screen and wondered where his wife was? Usually she is always quick to reply to chats. Ten minutes later, the chat still hadn't been answered. Dika, who was impatient, grumbled in annoyance. Finally, he chose to call too.The phone was immediately connected. Not long after, there was a voice from the other end.[Assalamualaikum.] A female voice, very familiar to Dika.[Waalaikumsalam, Mother?] Dika was a little surprised, because the one who picked up the phone was not Eka, but his beloved Mother.[What's wrong? Do you miss Eka?] Sentenced to that question, Dika mumbled. [Heum, where is Eka, Mother? Is she with Mother?][Yes, Eka is with Mommy. Mom took her to the salon. Tomorrow she wa
The next day. Everyone gathered in front of the dining table and took their seats. The newlyweds looked very happy. Dika was so happy when he looked at his wife's face."What the hell, Om. Look around like that," Eka grumbled in protest because she was constantly given teasing looks from her husband, making her a little uncomfortable."So what, Dek, if I keep looking at your face?" asked Dika casually."It's not nice to be seen by Dad and Kak Ar." Eka glanced at Arkana and Teguh, who seemed to be whispering to each other."Then, what does it matter? Yes, let it be if Dad and Kak Ar pay attention to us. After all, we are not committing a sin. Right, Father?"Teguh Saputra nodded, wordlessly. But that smile meant many things."That's not what it means, Om!" moaned Eka, so excited that she pinched her husband's waist.Dika moved his hips slightly. His wife's anxious pinch, "Don't pinch, Dek. There will be something..." She paused her sentence, then smiled mischievously."Ih, what the hel
In the evening. Eka entered the room, where Dika was sitting on the edge of the bed. His thumbs were busy moving his cell phone screen. He had a serious look on his face as he stared at the flat object. "Om, what are you doing, so serious?" investigated Eka while walking up to her husband.Because of her curiosity, Eka sat right next to Dika. Her face deliberately brought closer, the pair of eyes glanced at the cell phone screen Mahardika was playing with."I'm looking for a university that suits you, Dek," Dika replied casually. He showed the screen of his cell phone with the university buildings displayed, just as he had described.Eka looked away from the screen. Her mouth formed a big O and made a mumbling sound, "ouhhh.""Actually, I have my own choice for the university," she added quietly. Dika turned off his phone screen. Now her sitting position was slightly crooked, facing Eka, who was biting her lower lip. Looking a little uneasy. "What is it? Tell me," Dika pleaded gent
"Assalamualaikum..." Eka and Dika said their greetings in unison, as they entered the room. "Waalaikumsalam," they replied while turning their heads simultaneously. "Grandpa!" Eka shouted spoiled while running a little, stretching her arms, then hugging the middle-aged man, like a child welcoming her father. Her behavior was very enthusiastic.The middle-aged man welcomed her no less enthusiastically. Hugging his favorite grandson-in-law. Yes. Eka's status is the daughter-in-law of the Wijaya Family."Grandpa is here too?" asked Dika, immediately recognizing the figure of a middle-aged man, who sat next to Teguh Saputra."Yes, Arkana invited you, Grandpa," replied Bambang Wijaya, while throwing a smile at Arkana there."I really miss you, Grandpa," Eka said in a spoiled tone, as she clung to the middle-aged man's arm."Grandpa also really misses Grandpa's favorite granddaughter, who is the most fussy and nagging." Bambang teased Eka back while tugging on her tiny nose."Ouch, it hur
After dinner."Do you really not want to stay here?" asked Eka, a little pleading. "Yes. I don't want to disturb you guys who are enjoying your days as newlyweds," Arkana replied casually while ruffling the top of her sister's hair."But, I still miss you," Eka whined pleadingly.She and Arkana had not seen each other for more than two years. Yes, although they often communicate through video calls. However, it still feels different when you can meet eyes directly. "Later we'll stay at home, Dad," Dika snatched a solution. "Don't be sad. We can stay at Dad's house later. So you can satisfy your longing there.""It's true what Dika said. You can visit my house. I'll be there." Arkana smiled, responding to Dika's words.Although they were five years apart in age, Dika's status was sister-in-law and Arkana's was brother-in-law. So, Dika had to be more respectful to Arkana."Okay. Tomorrow I, along with Om Dika, will stay at Dad's house and I don't want Ar to go out with friends. You ha