"I accept the marriage of Ferania Saski Gunawan bint Teddy Rosdiana Gunawan with a dowry of twenty million rupiahs paid in CASH."
"How are the witnesses legitimate?"
"It's official. You guys are husband and wife."
Speeding up the wedding time is not easy. What's more, some invitations have been distributed to both family and relatives. High school friends of one generation, Daffa, and Fera were also invited to attend the wedding. Although not many came because of the schedule change that moved from the weekend to weekday, the two young couples who are now legally married were quite happy because the event was going wisdom.
"As long as it's, Fera! Wow, finally, so you are the one who married Daffa," Monic said to Fera and hugged her.
"Monic, please. Stop bullying her!" hissed Fitri Monik's best friend, Fera's old school friend.
"Hahaha, relax. By the way, thank you, Mon, Fit, for coming."
The two women passed by, and Daffa looked annoyed and whispered something to Fera.
"I told you, we don't need to invite Monic. From then until now, that's her still the culprit of gossip!" hissed Daffa, annoyed.
"Nah, it's ok. I don't take it personally. After all, they are our friends too, the other time was invited, but they both did not?" replied Fera indifferently.
Indeed, Monic was known to be a popular student in the school of her time. It happened because she was the daughter of the principal. Unlike Fera and Feli, who are famous in school because of their myriad achievements, Monic is not very diligent and only enjoys spending time gossiping at her school.
For their contemporaries, the news of Fera and Daffa's wedding was the second shocking news after Feli's untimely departure. Everyone did not expect that Fera would marry the former lover of her late twin. This sometimes makes them the subject of gossip among some people, especially their school friends.
"I don't care about what people said, Honey. I'm just scared. You're hurting to hear it all," Daffa explained.
"I'm trying to be positive. They don't know who I am and what I've been through. After all, there are you who always support me. So I'm fine."
"Thank God. Ah, your best friend, Andi, is still hard to contact?" asked Daffa.
"There is no news at all. I'm also confused, but I want to do it again. Can we don't talk about him? there are still many guests."
The two continued the event with a smile. The traditional Sundanese wedding dress was all white, makeup and jasmine woven dangling to Fera's right shoulder, making her look stunning or different from usual.
Yes, Mrs. Firda's request, aka Fera's mama, was granted by Mrs. Arni. Now, they are officially family in law. Mrs. Arni understands very well how the feeling of losing her husband, plus the child who also left, as experienced by Fera's parents, cannot be imagined by the Daffa mother.
The two are now besan and friends who plan to live together. It's just that Fera is still confused about where she will live post-marriage and the fate of her mother, who only has herself as a family member.
The first night after the wedding, the couple spent the night at the house that Daffa had bought in advance.
Their mother also stayed together tonight. So, Fera didn't have to worry about thinking about her mother.
"I didn't expect it. We can get this far, Babe. Indeed, God has the best scenario for the life of his servant."
"According to you, are we going to be like this forever?" asked Fera.
"AMEN, we're just married, and I hope we can be like this forever," said Daffa while teasing his wife. He kissed her forehead, and that night they passed beautifully as the world belonged only to the two.
"Mrs. Arni, is it ok for me to stay here?"
"I already think of you as my sister, don't hesitate with me, Mrs. Farida. After all, the children are on their honeymoon again. Whom do you want to be at home? I won't have the heart to see you alone."
Fera hurriedly cleaned up the house and prepared breakfast for her husband the next day. Today, he had to attend a meeting with one of his coffee shop business investors.
Drrtt
The message came in on Fera's cell phone placed on the side table of their mattress. Daffa, who opened the letter, was astonished to see the content of the message.
CONGRATULATIONS, MAY IT LAST.
X
Messages coming from unknown and undetected numbers come from nowhere. Daffa tried to reply to the letter, but he's not sending the text yet.
"Babe, who send you a message like this? It's kinda weird," Daffa shouted.
"Hmm, did I not save the contact name?" said Fera from behind the bathroom.
"No."
"Try to call'em," Fera said.
"The number is not active."
Fera, who was curious, immediately approached Daffa and saw the content of the message. Ah, she also forgot that she had not told about the paper containing the same strange note, and there was an X at the end of the writing.
"I think it's a prankster or a mistranslation."
"Uh, there is an X underneath. Is the sender the same as the one who sent the letter yesterday, huh?" said Fera.
"Letter?" asked Daffa.
"I haven't told you?"
Finally, Fera recounted what she experienced in the morning before the incident her father died. Both of them did not understand what had happened.
"Well, as long as it's not dangerous, it's still ok," Fera said.
"But, disturb too, Babe. It's like a terror."
"Yeah, I know. Babe, can we drive? I'm afraid that I'm late,"
Daffa rushed his wife to the café that now belonged to the two of them. Even so, the name of the leader written is still Fera's name. So, it was Fera who led the business affairs at her café. Still, on leave, Daffa waited for his wife at the café until he finished the meeting.
While waiting, he was still curious about the messages Fera had received. He was just worried. The statement came from people who wanted to do bad things to them.
Daffa's daydreams split when she saw the dull paper tucked into the main window of his Lover café.
Then he took it with the intention that the cleanliness of the café was maintained and pleasing to the eye.
Almost throwing it away, he saw a fragment of the word 'FERA' on the folded paper.
'YOU'LL NEVER BE HAPPY, FERA! X'
Daffa then tore the paper apart and threw it in the trash.
"Who the * is this lunatic?"