The clock still shows at 05.00, all Adiwangsa relatives have been busy passing by preparing all the needs of today's event. But not with Adelia. After cleaning herself, she just sat pensively in front of the dressing table. Looking at her face in the mirror, thinking about her life after the wedding.
"It's a non-Adelia room. The bride is already inside, please come in!" say Mbok Darmi to some bridal makeup people who have come.
Knock...Knock...Knock, " Excuse me."
Adelia woke up from her daydream, "Oh yes ma'am, please come in."
"It's time for wedding makeup, miss. Can we make up now?"
"Yes, please."
The skilled hands of the Wibisana family's choice of makeup began to dance on Adelia's beautiful face. Polish after polish he gave to turn his bride into Queen today. While Adelia was being groomed in her room, the wedding organizer crew was no less busy. They check all the equipment and supplies so that nothing is missed.
"Good Morning om"
"Oh yes Emily, Good Morning too"
"Sorry I just arrived."
"Ah, no problem. Adelia is being made up in Room 102, be with her!"
" Excuse me, Sir, " Emily turned around and began to walk into Adelia's room.
Adiwangsa looked at Emily for a moment, " Emily, wait son"
"Yes om?"
"You are a trustworthy person. Stay like this, son."
Emily just smiled, she understood Adiwangsa's intention to keep Adelia's past a secret. With a nod of his head, he continued his steps.
You don't know my heart, Sir. I feel so guilty for letting this happen. It's not true, but I can't do anything either. What if Chan returns to the city? What am I gonna tell him?
"Hi Emily." Without realizing it, Emily's feet had brought her all the way to the door of Room 102. "Come in, man, I've been waiting for you."
"Oh, yes, del."Emily broke in.
"You just came?"
"Yes, del, I'm sorry I'm late. I have to take care of some household needs first before leaving here."
"No problem Emily."
"Adelia, what's wrong with you?"
"Huh? "I'm fine, Emily."
"Don't lie to me. I know you're hiding something from me, right?"
"I'm afraid Emily"
"Hi, What Are You Afraid of del?"
"I'm worried about my life after marriage. It's all too soon, Emily"
"Hust... Adelia, listen to me. You've come to this point and need to keep moving forward. About what life you will live after the wedding later, we will not know before living it.
"What if I make a wrong move?"
Emily was silent. For her, this question was the hardest.
"Excuse me, Can we continue with the makeup?"
"Oh please ma'am," Emily said to the makeup artist.
In Adelia's room, Emily tries to banish her evil thoughts while waiting for her best friend to finish her makeup. A little later, Adelia changed clothes. The white wedding dress, decorated with sequins and tiles that combine perfectly, and the hairdo and makeup that support, succeed in making Adelia look like a queen.
"Wow... perfect del, you are so beautiful with this kind of appearance"
"Really? The family has chosen everything for me."
"Yes, they are very lucky to have a son-in-law like you"
"No Emily, I don't feel anything like that"
"Adelia, everything will be fine, okay. Whatever happens next, I promise I'll always be there for you."
"Really Emily? You promise?"
"Do I look like a liar?"Emily tried to break the ice.
"Hahaha, you're not fit to talk like that"
"In ten minutes, the show will begin. Let's get ready for the main building."
"Ah well. Emily, help me!"
"Sure, calm down buddy!"
Adelia is getting ready to go to the contract table. Mr Adiwangsa, Mbok Darmi, and Emily were ready to stand beside him. All eyes were on them, admiring how graceful and beautiful the bride was. Slowly, Adelia stepped onto her feet, followed by Mr Adiwangsa and the others.
Adelia, my friend, you can finally feel being a bride. Even though things are different now, I'm still standing behind you, my friend. We don't know what will happen in the future, but when you remember everything later, please forgive me for not being able to do my best. I'm powerless in this situation. Emily felt sad.
At the table Akad (marriage contract), Hendra, and the Wibisana family have been preparing. They stood up to welcome the arrival of the bride. There was no feeling nervous or happy, and everything seemed normal to Hendra.
"Well the bride is here, we will begin the procession of the marriage contract"
Everybody sits back. Tuan Adiwangsa occupies a chair beside the contract table, shakes Hendra's hand and follows the speech of the penghulu to say Ijab Qobul (marriage promise). Mr Adiwangsa's voice trembled. He could not contain his feelings.
My daughter, you have become a son's wife. You will not feel sad anymore. You will feel like a whole family with happiness that always envelops your days. I still love you, son, and I'll always be here for you.
Immediately the mood changed. The families and invited guests shed tears as they watched Mr Adiwangsa cry.
"Legitimate " shouts from the place of Akad are so clearly audible to every ear. Chan, I'm sorry. Emily felt something in her heart. His body was limp. His heart was hurt to see something that should not have happened before his eyes.
Kring...Kring…
Emily's cell phone rang, and she immediately took it out of the bag. His eyes widened as he looked at the phone screen showing a name. Emily hurriedly went to find a conducive place to take the phone.
[Ha... Hello Chan]
[Hello Emily. You finally answered my phone]
[Ah yes, Chan, sorry, I just found out if there's a call]
No problem, Emily. By the way, how are you?]
[I'm fine, Chan, how are you there?]
[I'm good here too]
[Em... Once you call me Chan, what's wrong?]
Oh, no, I miss Adelia. I don't know why I was so anxious to ask about her condition]
Is this what you call a husband and wife relationship? What should I tell Chan about Adelia now?
[Hello Emily, are you still there?]
[Ah yes, Chan, I'm still here]
[So what about Adelia's condition?]
[Em... Adelia is fine, Chan. He's fine now]
(Thankfully, I'm so relieved to hear that)
[Now that Adelia has returned to Chan college, she can slowly accept me as her best friend]
[Really? This is very pleasant news for me, Emily]
Emily just smiled, she was holding something heavy inside, wanting to feel like she was telling the truth, but she couldn't. Unknowingly, tears rolled down her cheeks.
[Emily, are you crying?]
[Hah, no, Chan, I was just peeling an onion, so I cried over it]
[What? Shallots? Are you busy, Emily? Sorry to Bother You]
[No problem, Chan]
[Alright, then, I'll hang up the phone first. Please continue the onion peeling activity. Haha]
(Still teasing me.)
The call ended. Emily took a momentarily breath, trying to let go of the little heavy burden she was carrying.