Love Because of Mandate (Revised)
Chapter 68

This morning was a busy day. Everyone is getting ready to go to Ambarawa. The will continue. Although the conditions are a little disappointing.

Papah Bagas, Mamah Anin, Umang's grandfather, Hana, and Maryam are one car. While Papi Raka and Mami Salma one car with Luna, Tristan's father and Bunda Tari.

"It's all ready, right? Wedding dress, dress for bang indra, dowry?" mama Anin asked Hana and Maryam. They nodded.

"OK, let's go. They must have been waiting for us" said Papah Bagas happy and impatient. The car was traveling at a speed leaving Semarang and heading towards Ambarawa.

"Sister Han, who will Ali bang?" ask Maryam who saw Hana more silent. Maryam pityed to see how Hana was doing. It's not just once he's had a bad event like this.

"Just like his parents. Later I finished therapy I went to Ungaran pakdhe budhe grandfather. Maybe it's the night" Hana said as she looked out the window. Mamah Anin nodded.

"Said papi and mami, right?" ask grandpa Umang. "It's cake"

"Han" call Mamah Anin. Hana. "Yes budhe?"

"Why you, baby? You still imagined the events of the past?" ask Mamah Anin carefully. Hana nodded. Mamah Anin clasped Hana's hand. "Listen to budhe nduk, make the events of yesterday to increase our vigilance. Defeat the trauma, dear. Trust me, everything will be fine. Everyone will protect you. Budhe doesn't want this beautiful budhe pounding to be a crisis of confidence again"

Hana. He hugged his budhe. "Thank you budhe, Hana was really scared. Every time Hana is alone Hana will remember that"

"That means Hana has to concern herself. What if Hana learns to cook? Hana wants to cook, right?" the Mama Anin. Hana smiled cheerfully.

"Who's the teacher budhe?" Mamah Anin raised her eyebrows and glanced at Maryam. "What mah?" ask Maryam.

Maryam knows her mother's idea. "Ah, no ah, Maryam won't! Ngajarin Kak Hana is difficult Mah, different times pepper the same coriander just can not? No ah" refused Maryam.

"Ih, what is it? Who said sister can not be different in pepper with coriander?? Can do! Don't underestimate brother, huh??"

"Rubber? Try to mention the characteristics of coriander and pepper" challenge Maryam. "It's really a ngeremehin kid! Pepper that is round rather large brownish color. If the large round coriander is white!" Answer Hana confidently.

Everyone laughed at Hana's response. "Is that budhe??" ask Hana plain. "Precisely dear, if the big round white is candlenut"

"Huh? Wrongly? Ahahaha"

"No, what did Maryam say?? Mah kak Hana tuh. Same as Luna. Can rose the blood of Maryam if used as a teacher for them" Maryam still refused to teach Hana cooking.

"That's arrogant! Watch out later if you can cook! Not fighting your duel! Huft!" hana said confidently. Mamah Anin smiled. How to fish so that Hana talks more turns out to be able to.

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Ambarava

The group has arrived at the hospital. Muti's room was conjured up in such a way as to meet the needs of the contract. Hana, Maryam and Luna help her make up. Just a little polish, but it makes Muti look more beautiful, and ciamik is combined with its dangers.

"Oh, how's this one hand? Are they infused again?" muti asked confusedly wearing his danger. Hana tried to insert the infusion into Muti's kebaya arm, but it didn't fit.

"Aah!" hana got the idea. He removed the hose that was stuck on the infusion bottle quickly and stuck it again.

"Sama-sama" answered everything. Sigit was already dashing with his white beskap. Mamah Anin helped to put a pull cloth on Sigit's waist. And finished.

They're waiting for pengghulu sir. Sigit riled and paced back and forth because of groggy. Doctor Ais trades along with two people. "Assalamualaikum" they said. "Greetings waaikum" replied everyone.

"Not nervous candidate manten?" ask Doctor Ais. Sigit nodded and nodded. "Include everyone, this is doctor Ayu Larasati, a psychiatric specialist, and this is her husband Mr. Duta Wicaksana" Ais doctor introduced the two men.

"Hoh, minister?" said Father Indra, papah Bagas, and papi Raka together. Ambassador smiles. "Former sir, I'm not a minister anymore. Mr. General Indra, Mr. Danyon Bagas and Mr. Danyon Raka. Long time no see? lastly during a work visit to MSMEs that are controlled by you. Haha. How are you?" ask Ambassador. They shake hands

"Alhamdulillah, we are good. So, this doctor Ais acquaintance is his wife, the minister, uh I mean the former minister anyway? If this is the case, we already know doc" said Indra's father. "Let's sit down please"

Tristan's father whispered something into Bagas' papah's ear. "The witness is one less, because Ali came late. Piye?"

Papah Bagas talks to Indra's father. They're emblazoned. "Sir Ambassador, can you ask for help? The witness is one less, are you willing to be a witness?" ask Papah Bagas. The Ambassador nodded. "God willing I am ready"

Penghulu came with oak Modin. Making Sigit even more groggy. Cold hands. Pak penghulu led the event. "Monggo mas Sigit, handshake with Mr. Indra"

Sigit shook hands with Indra's father. "Do you want to practice first or directly?" ask pengpenghulu again. "Just go ahead sir" replied Sigit steady.

"Well, later when Mr. Indra mentions the last word of harvest, the genengan directly answer yes" said pak penghulu. Sigit nodded.

Pak Penghulu had Sigit take the position of Indra's father. He set his breath. "Bismil was born Rahmanirrahim, Sigit Nagendra Ardhitama, today I marry and marry you to my daughter named Mutiara Insani binti myself, with a dowry a set of prayer tools, with a dowry, and 5-gram gold bars paid for harvest"

"Well!" said Sigit. Makes everyone laugh. "The answer is to say ijab qobul mas Sigit. Responsible business is legitimate or not it is the business of witnesses. Is this the witness's or the groom's?" said pak penghulu. Sigit scratched his non-itchy head. He didn't realize he was saying that.

"Repeat huh? Read the prayer first. Drink first let's not groggy" said Mr. Penghulu. Sigit did pak penghulu's advice. "Monggo repeated Mr. Indra"

Sigit mwnshake Indra's father's hand again. "Bismilbornrahmanirrohim. Sigit Nagendra Ardhitama, today I marry you and I trust you with my daughter, Mutiara Insani binti myself with a dowry a set of prayer tools and gold bars 5 grams paid for the harvest!"

Sigit took a breath. "I received the marriage and marriage Mutiara Insani bint Indrajaya with the dowry paid for the harvest!"

The chief asked the witnesses. "Well!" say those two witnesses. Everything was moved by that atmosphere. Muti to her tears.

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