Pura-Pura Jodoh
About Qailula Suha

Apparently, Frans wasn't lying. The bespectacled man had prepared a big surprise for Lula. And right now, inside that villa, the Rainer family was waiting for Lula's arrival.

"Congratulations on your graduation, dear ..." mother Zahira with her slightly bloated stomach hugged Lula's body.

"But I'm off making father and mother proud! lula B's value."

"No problem, you're still the greatest in our eyes!"

Lula took off mother Zahira's embrace, looking at her fixedly.

“Why even come here? I was waiting there!” his protest.

“Kan, is the show here?” Zahira tells her daughter who is hugging Rainer.

"Congratulations, my child!"

"Thank you, Dad .. Sorry, Lula can't be your pride yet!" lula's eyes suddenly like pricked needles. It was painful, and slowly the lining of his eyes began to be inundated with clear liquid.

"Come, the guests who came are tired of waiting for you!" take Zahira's mother, and lead Ben.

Lula was still unmoved, she was perplexed as she felt that she had not made any event in this place. Her lips widened, forming a sweet smile, one hand clutched spoiled in the arms of the husband. "Daddy gave me a surprise, to Lula," he said.

However, his lips were immediately locked tightly when he found the in-laws standing not far from them. Not only him, grandfather, grandmother, Oma, the opung were all seen present. "What's this re-knowing papa Ferdinand, Dad?” whispered Lula, as the distance with them grew closer.

“Of course not, this is our show!”

“Kita? dad's birthday is it?" ask Lula and answer them yourself. "No!” she knew Frans' birthday was four years old, as it fell on February 29.

“Our wedding reception.” Frans answered lightly which Lula considered a joke. The girl was stupefied, completely distrustful of her husband's words.

“Kan, just-there!” Lula hit Frans' arm, not a hard blow, just a form of his passion for the husband.

Frans chose silence, he took Lula's arm to join the guests present. Instantly Lula's eyes widened to see the many guests present there. And most were her husband's office people, although there were groups of Barracuda High School alumni who attended.

The question is, Lula, where did they park the car? Why not see the car in front of the villa?

“What are they doing, Dad? Win the tender? so this is a Thanksgiving. So?”

Frans is tired of explaining, so choose to be quiet and let time answer. "look at it later!" he still stepped slowly to entertain the guests who came. The event was held more relaxed, because it was only intended for the closest people. Importantly there are cameras that are always on record their activities all.

As the seconds passed, the sunlight slowly began to lean towards the west. Lula with red kebaya dress, the more busy entertaining guests, filling his stomach with served snacks.

Slowly and surely one by one they congratulated him. She realized that her husband was not lying. IT'S A SHOW FOR BOTH OF THEM.

Finally, as Lula's steps increasingly towards the beach, his eyes were able to see the rows of cars parked not far from the villa. Then, his view fell on the writings of Happy Wedding Frans Agung P & QaiLula Suha D.

“Say to get married on the beach!” ledek Frans, when he realized Lula's expression looked so shocked.

“And we're married, Dad cook yes marry twice.”

“Only once, the recipe can be dozens of times. Consider this our real marriage! In the past, we were just pretending!”

Lula laughed timidly, rubbing her palms repeatedly. Instantly he wanted to run chasing the waves on the beach. But selow Lula your leg still hurts! Someone was warning Lula.

“When is Daddy planning this?” Lula was curious, she wondered when her husband was planning this party. Frans' almost 24-hour feeling was always beside her.

“A month ago.”

“Ah, Thanks Darling!” Lula suddenly embraces Frans' shoulder leaving a kiss all over the man's face.

“That's no shame to see your family!” seductive Frans though in his heart felt a great happiness.

“Ah yes. You are my husband! Halal coco!”

“Cie-cie swami!” sindir Frans, who suddenly likes to tease Lula. “Not angry anymore, right?”

“All for you! Let you not be careless!” Frans pinched Lula's cheek with anxiety. Then invite Lula to meet her friends who have been there first, she does not want this happy day filled with debate.

Apparently the event was like a two-volume reunion. Of course, some of them were shocked to hear that Frans was married at that time not Priscilla but QaiLula Suha, the daughter of her own best friend. When Frans was asked what the reason was, it was because Priscilla had run away on the marriage contract. He's honest.

“So, you're actually in love from orok huh, Frans! Bu guru cravings lo nyariin, it's because your inner bond is equally strong Lula.”

“That's it, that's the soul mate of the embryo!” Frans answered, ketus.

“Honey, lo was born first!”

“Lula, ati-ati lo yes! he is so fierce!” one of them told Lula.

“Om, can't talk chapter **-*** here. Lula is a child! The sins! Can't be rich!”

Lula's answer actually provoked laughter from Frans' colleagues. “I can't imagine how Frans will be. You are the temperature of the matter ngajarin Lula that is as clear as gini dew!”

“Heh, don't get me wrong it's temperature now!” timpal Frans doesn't accept his friend like that.

“Daddy!” Lula threw a sharp glare, which was immediately greeted by the laughter of his colleague.

“Rain, not so I incer child Lo made be made ghost. Handed first with Frans.”

“Let's be quick anyway, lo! she's boking already from her mother Lula cravings!”

“Tu zahira is pregnant again, there is a mo boking so besan Rainer is not!”

The chatter makes the commotion never stop. Until finally, Frans and Lula, were asked to go to the beachfront stage, which was decorated with white fabrics and flowers. They both were required to make a sacred promise.

“Eh, not ready for this!” Frans refused, as there was no preparation at all. He is not the type of poet who is good at stringing a word into a sentence of seduction.

“Once! Your Indonesian language value is good!” meet someone from them.

“It's been a bag-beg-so!” Frans came forward while leading the timid Lula as Frans clasped her hand tightly.

“LOGS I THROW TO SEA!” threaten Frans while throwing sharp glances at his friends. "SERIOUS MODE!"

“Let's listen to Frans' fight!” someone exclaimed as Frans grabbed the mic the host had brought.

The man was seen taking a deep breath in control of his heartbeat. Only he and his team of technicians know if this afternoon's event was witnessed by Pagara Group's followers. After controlling himself, Frans began to speak. “QaiLula Suha Damanik, born in Jakarta about 20 years ago

… I used to call him Lula, calling him Sweetheart when he was making out, calling him Bebeb when he was in the bathroom ..”

The colleagues coughed, a deliberately contorted cough, while Lula who was in front of Frans just laughed embarrassedly. Anxious also with the Frans style that is pretentious like a land crocodile. “Daddy yes, inappropriate! Lula shy ...” shriveled and only Frans can hear.

Instead of stopping, Frans looked at Lula more intensely. Deliberately locking Lula's gaze so that it was only aimed at her. “Say .. I've known her since she was in the womb. This was our first introduction. In the past, I remember him asking for a young mango, and just ask my father-in-law, of course I got it first!" frans' memory is now thrown away in his memories several years ago. When Zahira accidentally hides Rainer in his apartment. Because the man was terrified to find out Zahira was pregnant. "If told too long, about Lula it will never run out.” Hold it, Frans held back his words, to swallow the saliva. Then smile towards Lula who looks dazzling with red kebaya. Holy hooch! can you put it on the bed now? “The first doll, was a Chucky doll, which may now be stored in the warehouse by her father The first chocolate is Cadbury, which was immediately swallowed up to the straws and ended up I got sprayed by mother Zahira. The first candy is leg candy, the first dress in black, the first hair tie flower shape. The first book is a picture book of boy band smash. Never finished telling me about QaiLula Suha.” Frans mende - rough.

“Next!” shouted his colleague, after which it returned to silence.

“Lula is known to people, is a stupid girl, banged up, grusah grusuh, stubborn. But the Lula I know isn't like that. She's a diligent girl, smart cook, smart take care of husband, generous, soft, still fond of crying. And a few months of living with it was so much fun. The beginning that I thought was a mistake now I feel like the luckiest man who can have it. There are a lot of secrets he has that are not worth revealing, and I think that if I were to uncover them here, you would fall in love with him. So better, I keep it to myself.”

“Ah, cheat!”

"One, I'll take it down! She looks sexy when she laughs!"

"Woo!!! woey sober! Bucin Lo yes!"

“Teraju. But what I'm trying to say right now is that I really love Lula, loving her not just black on white, not just our agreement at the beginning of the marriage. But this heart is willing to sacrifice for him. About Lula…. Thank you!” the speech ended with a brief kiss on Lula's red lips, which made everyone cheer up in excitement. Unlike Lula whose face is now met with red, holding happy and ashamed.

“Lula, your turn dong!” someone cheered loudly, followed by another guest present.