Don't despise my Shortcomings

Don't despise my Shortcomings
Smile Happiness


"Naqi sullen!" Grandfather with a gentle tone, and a fluffy smile, looking very happy, called Naqi to come closer to him.


Meanwhile, Naqi, who was already disappointed and arrogant towards grandfather, only snorted a rough breath, and threw away his gaze. The man thought that Mr. Latif had called him to ask him to congratulate Adam and Rania, the newlyweds. All eyes seemed to be on Naqi without exception the newlyweds who were happy. But Naqi was still indifferent, not heeding Grandpa's call.


"Naqi, come. Notya Qanita says if you want to get married, sit here. We'll talk about it now." Grandfather in his soft voice tried to seduce Naqi who still insisted on sitting down, and instead sold expensive. Throwing away the view as if he no longer needed it with his grandfather. Naqi who was actually still angry, coxed and hyacinth finally lifted his body lazily, and memorized the people who were still gathered. Again everyone was as if the gaze of his eyes was observing Naqi's every move. Risih, Naqi felt uneasy when he noticed like that, he was not Cyra who was used to the gazes of his fans who were not even small in number.


"Sit down" said Grandpa, referring to the chair Adam had been sitting on. While Adam was already standing behind Naqi, so was Rania standing beside Adam. Adam's hand was holding Rania's hand.  It was as if the man who had just been holding a husband was frightened when Rania would be taken by someone else.


"Qanita says you're marrying Cyra, is that true?" ask Grandpa firmly and of course seriously.


"Yes as Mamih said," Naqi replied in a tone that still seemed to be irritated.


"If you're given the chance to get married now, are you ready?" ask Grandpa again. This time his eyes were more serious.


Naqi was certainly surprised and perhaps his heart would have been dislodged right then and there, but he remembered never having tasted the sweet taste of making a real Mochi dough, so he had to stay healthy, she said, in order to make mochi dough with his bocil wife. "Se... now Cake?" asked Naqi in surprise.


"Yes, why? Don't you want to? If you don't want to then Grandpa won't agree if you want to marry Cyra again," Grandpa replied, his tone still remained firm and serious.


"Mommy.not so Cake, but Cyra has not come yet, when I married Cyra did not know that today is the marriage of both of us. If Naqi even really wants to be asked for marriage at this time, ready to be born mind." Naqi replied with great certainty.


"Therefore you do not have to fear that everything is safe, only your certainty is clear you want not to marry Cyra?" ask Grandpa again so that the others also hear with Naqi's answer.


"Ready cake, ready!" naqi replied firmly and confidently, so that many laughed, happy with Naqi's answer. And now Naqi had forgotten that he was angry with his grandfather, instead the man was moved and wanted to hug the current lord Latif also with gratitude. It seemed that Naqi was already a little aware and open that what his grandfather was doing was his intention to surprise Naqi. The proud and happy smile on Naqi's face replaced the resentment and hatred towards his grandfather. Dear Mr. Latif sat across from him if not for sure he was hugged.


Not long after Cyra came out, this time she walked along with momy, where in the middle was Cyra, who had been filling Naqi's mind since, anxious to think of Cyra. It turns out that his future wife was already in this building and was preparing all for her wedding. Naqi looked at his future wife with full of desire, her lower lips in a bite unconsciously because of so gerogi and happy, happy smile could not be separated from Naqi's face. She did not expect that all of this was an event for herself and Cyra. Whereas from yesterday Naqi had cursed lord Latif with inappropriate words.


"Grandfather, this is Naqi not dreaming right?" naqi asked Mr Latif but his eyes were still staring in amazement with his future wife who was now sitting next to Naqi. Subjecting in embarrassment Naqi too excessively looked at him, so the soft laughter of the invited guests had already sounded. The shortcomings of the couple did not hinder Naqi's happiness, because Naqi had already accepted Cyra's shortcomings with Ikhlas. For him it was no different for Cyra to the others. Equally beautiful, but in the eyes of Naqi Cyra the best.


"You are seen continuously or want to be in the right position. Jamu grandfather has been waiting, for a gift later tonight," said Mr. Latif, so that Naqi immediately held a kabul ijab. Penghulu had been waiting from earlier, but Naqi was still cool to look at his future wife.


"You Kek," replied Naqi already no longer staring at Cyra. The old man thrust out a paper that Naqi had to memorize in order to justify Cyra. The dowry was also only determined before the kabul ijab event, and from Cyra and Naqi's decision it was decided that the mascawin consisted of ten million dollars and a foundation for caring for others. Well, that's what Cyra asked for, actually Naqi could have given her a dowry that was more than that, or more than her previous marriage, but Cyra rejected it, instead, because maybe Cyra there is a sense of trauma when married with a ten billion mascawine and the stock actually ended in divorce, so Cyra this time chose to marry a mascawine that is not burdensome and hopefully useful for many people.


""I married and I marry you brother Abqari Naqi Ralf bin luson All Latif with my son Najiha Benazir Cyra bin Maheza Ji Zhien with a dowry of ten million rupiah and one unit of Yayasan Peduli Sesama, paid in cash."


"Well ....." said the witnesses clearly.


Weeping should be heard from momy Ezra where she remembers her husband Maheza who is not there yet even saw her son born into the world but her husband has returned to grace. "Darling, you may see from heaven that our son is married today, pray that our son will be happy with his husband forever," inward Ezrah prayed for his daughter and daughter-in-law to become husband and wife and now happy.


(Maybe there is something strange why bin is different from the previous marriage? Yes, Kifayat did not say I was Cyra's father, but his real father Cyra was Maheza. If the marriage was legal or not? It doesn't seem like it's because the victim isn't his real father)


The rankings one by one through Naqi and Cyra passed through the glare of happiness clearly visible from the faces of Naqi and Cyra. Even Naqi had approached grandfather and embraced him, making peace, even Naqi said an apology and gratitude for preparing this lavish marriage.


The invited guests came and went to change somehow how many Mr. Latif invited his business partners until Naqi and Cyra felt tired of standing still.


"It seems that Grandpa deliberately made us soy sauce so that there is no overtime at night" Naqi whispered beside Cyra's ear while rubbing her already achy legs.


"Good dong, Cyra so you can go to sleep" answered Cyra so jutex.


"Enak... Drop of responsibility, later readers protested if ga in love Nunu Nana," replied Naqi, conveying the uneasiness of the readers.


"Let's do it, othor says it's better to hang." Cyra laughed chuckling.


Naqi thought again. "Ok is also an idea, Othor," Naqi's inner grin looks from the two.


Nine o'clock the event has begun to decline and Naqi and Cyra are preparing to move on from the ban. Well, the wedding was only for his favorite grandchildren Naqi and Cyra. While Adam and Rania who are jealous Naqi only ride kabul after that they enjoy the event as invited guests.


Cyra and Naqi walked hand in hand, happily, to the hotel room prepared for their long night.


Naqi pushed open the door when she managed to enter the security key. Intentions would pounce on Cyra as soon as she got inside the room.


"META.....!!!" screeched Naqi and Cyra simultaneously.


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