
After returning from graduation, in fact Aksara and Arsyilla did not go home immediately. Instead they followed Mother Kanaya and Father Bhishma who had ordered a restaurant in the Capital area, of course, to have lunch together to celebrate the graduation of her eldest son. The script this time chose to take off the toga robe that he had worn, so that the man only wore a white shirt and black pants, the tie had also been loosened. Meanwhile, Arsyilla is still wearing a kebaya, because she cannot take off the kebaya she wears carelessly.
“We have lunch first,” said Mother Kanaya so invite Arsyilla and Aksara to lunch together.
Unbeknownst to Aksara and Arsyilla, apparently at the restaurant her in-laws had also come. Yes, there's Papa Radit and Mama Khaira waiting inside. The couple stood up and welcomed his son-in-law who eventually graduated at graduation.
“Congratulations Aksara, finally you graduated also .. Now you are no longer a student,” said Mama Khaira while hugging her daughter-in-law.
Aksara also nodded her head, “Thank you Mama .. ideals Aksara as a child used to want to be a Lecturer like Mama, but instead Aksara can only be a photographer,” reply Aksara.
Yes, Aksara still remembers all her memories as a child. He wanted to become a lecturer. However, when he grows up, he can only be an Architect.
“It's okay, Aksara .. being an Architect is great too. As long as you know, Syilla was a child who wanted to become an architect. Presumably your ideals are exchanged,” said Papa Radit.
Hearing Papa Radit's words, the whole family laughed. Didn't expect so many funny stories framing the story of their sons and daughters. Aksara who aspires to be a lecturer actually becomes an Architect, while Arsyilla who has aspirations as an Architect after adulthood actually becomes a Lecturer.
“Ayo-ayo .. we while eating, so after this Aksara and Syilla can rest. Moreover Syilla wearing kebaya so definitely engap,” said Mother Kanaya.
Until finally they enjoy the dishes that have been served at the dining table. During lunch, apparently the two families discussed all for the reception party Aksara and Arsyilla.
“You guys discussed the reception you two well .. you want what kind of reception Syilla?” ask Mother Kanaya now to her daughter-in-law.
“If Syilla anyway want to wipe the concept of Garden Party, Mother .. bride does not have to stand on the pelamin, but can chat with the invitees,” explained Arsyilla.
“If you are Aksara?” ask the Bhishma's father now.
“Aksara follow Wife only, Father .. whatever Aksara also want, it is essentially this reception just to introduce to relatives and business colleagues and lecturers only if we are married. There is no longer a dividing line between lecturers and students, because Aksara is now no longer a student,” explained Aksara.
Arsyilla also chuckled to see her husband, “Iya Kak .. You are indeed no longer a student, but time will remember that you are my student, and I am your lecturer,” Aksara said.
Laughter again decorated the room. Indeed, in fact Aksara has graduated and graduated, he is no longer a student. However, they will still be remembered as a couple of students and lecturers. At least his family and parents will remember and remember him.
“Iya Honey ... it's okay,” Aksara replied steadily this time.
“Pak Radit and Bu Khaira themselves how? Presumably we have to move quickly for the reception Aksara and Arsyilla,” said Father Bisma this time.
“We agree, Mr. Bisma .. After all, the happiness of Aksara and Syilla is number one for us. Let those who determine what kind of concept because it will be a beautiful and historic moment for their journey both, ” said Papa Radit.
In preparing for the reception, sometimes parents want to be alone. However, this time Papa Radit judged that let Aksara and Arsyilla determine, because all of that would be a beautiful moment for both of them.
“Alright .. we will rent a hotel and carry the Garden party concept as Syilla wants,” explained Mother Kanaya.
“We will prepare for the decoration and catering, Bu Kanaya,”, said Mama Khaira.
The reception is a party for two families. It is better for both sides of the family to take part in the reception party of the eldest son of the Pradhana family with the eldest daughter of the Raditya family.
“Good Mother,” sahut Aksara assented his Mother's speech.
After lunch together, Aksara and Arsyilla return to their apartment unit. Along the way, the two laughed together and remembered the graduation event that had just ended.
“Finally ... have also graduated this Husband. Officially, you're no longer a student, sister. Congratulations,” Arsyilla said this time to her husband.
“Iya Honey, thank you. So how about, we buy Wedding Gown weekend for you and print the invitation, baby. Only one month, so we have to pursue,” said Aksara.
“Iya Kak .. sure buyin me Wedding Gown, it must be expensive Kak. No rent only?” ask Arsyilla.
Aksara also nodded his head steadily, “Iya .. later to acquaintance Mother only. There is a Mother subscription designer, just calm down Honey. Anything for you I will buy,” Aksara said so convincingly.
Arsyilla then looked at her husband's face, “See the photographer how many digits is Kak?” ask this time.
“Why Honey?” ask Aksara again.
“No, just how it looks like your money is a lot to buy Wedding Gown for me,” reply Arsyilla.
Aksara then laughed, “Make you, while I can .. I will definitely fulfill it and grant it, Honey. The Wedding Gown section that you can capture later as a memento if you ever have a dress that is so beautiful and according to your taste that you wear at our wedding reception,” reply Aksara.
“I sometimes do not feel good Kak .. even though rent is also not a problem,” said Arsyilla.
“Let's just Honey .. All I've prepared. I will be a responsible man and husband. Since I went to school, I have been saving to marry you,” Aksara replied.
Of course, Arsyilla laughed at her husband's reply. Which child may still be in school to think about getting married. Aksara's answer seems not to fall into Arsyilla's logic until the woman laughs.
“Isshss, really bad pinter anyway. Where there are school children already thinking of getting married,” said Arsyilla this time.
“Ada .. I proof of that. My allowance is always saved because I have the confidence to marry you,” replied Aksara.
“Stupid no one knows, Brother .. hello who knows also if we will be a match like this,” reply Arsyilla again.
“The fool is indeed from God, Honey .. only there is still human effort. We are given the same free will of God to find and get our soul mate. Why did I become a stalker for years if you can't marry you,” says Aksara again.
Arsyilla nodded as well. Ah, right .. her husband has been a stalker for years. Her struggle was so persistent, so Aksara could predict that she could finally get Arsyilla.
“Ah, yes .. I forgot who my husband is. Yes, Hubby. Not in vain to be a stalker and tube from small to marry me,” said Arsyilla still with a laugh.
Aksara then clasped Arsyilla's hand, bringing the back of her hand closer to her face and Aksara anchored her kiss on the back of Arsyilla's hand.
“I've prepared everything thoroughly, Honey .. I don't want to marry you and live with you without any preparation. Including financial preparation. Even since marrying you, I have also prepared for our son later. I want to be a responsible husband for you and a responsible father for our children,” Aksara said this time with so serious.
Really, Arsyilla is so happy because the man who asked for her is really a very nice man. The man who was full of preparation, even his future had been prepared in advance by her husband. Naturally, this time Arsyilla's heart overflowed with thanksgiving for having the Aksara by her side.