365 Days Towards Halal

152# Day H

“And marry those who are still single among you, and also those who are worthy (married) of your true servants who are male and female." QS. An Nur Verse 32.

Marriage became one of the worship recommended in Islam and became the sunah of the Prophet. And today, the time has come, when Queen and Raka will marry. To exercise the Sunah and justify their relationship.

Today the sky is clear, the atmosphere at Queen's house is so crowded. Laughter and jokes sounded boisterous from the living room. Queen is still in her room. She is being groomed by a make-up artist, to perfect her appearance on the wedding day she has long been waiting for.

Her lips quivered as the make-up artist applied lipstick on her thin lips. He was really nervous about facing the Kabul Ijab which will be held in a few hours.

While in a different place, Raka also looks nervous. The 33-year-old man was ready with a captain wrapped his athletic body. He kept staring out the window. He continued to pray for the smooth running of his and Queen's wedding.

"Live one step away Raka. You can, of course," he said to comfort his overly nervous self.

Madam Amara knocked on Raka's room door and went inside her only son's room. Madam Amara stepped closer to Raka with a smile on her already aging face.

Madam Amara tidied the collar of Raka and rubbed gently on Raka's cheeks. He almost cried to see how handsome his boy was.

"Raka, I love you very much. If you love your mother too much. Never hurt your wife. Because after all, your wife is a future mother too. The mother of your children."

Raka looked at the two eyes of Madam Amara who started to turn red.

"God willing, Mom,"

"Son, I know, I'm not the perfect mother for you. But one thing I want you to tell me. After all, you are the most meaningful person in your life. Indeed, Mother's love is not always spoken. However, I know, you must have felt it."

Madam Amara's tears started to melt on her cheeks. It has no power to resist the mixed taste in his mind.

"Raka knows Mom, '" Raka said.

"Alhamdulillah, if you know. One mother's request when you release your status from bachelor to marriage. Never repeat your parents' mistakes. If Mom and Dad make a lot of mistakes, don't do that to your wife and kids. Give them time in between your busy lives. Give them your love. Give them everything, as much as you can. Create a paradise at home, if you want an angel in your house."

Raka nodded with a face that held haru back.

"Household, how is the nahkoda. Mother said this, for the safety of your household. Don't think about Mom, always keep your wife feeling. Make him happy born and inner. Because, his parents, raised him with love and affection. If you can, you give more than both parents. There is no wicked wife, all depends on the priest. Do you understand?"

Raka nodded and hugged her mother tightly.

"Thank you Mother" Raka said with tears on her cheeks.

"Be a real man my son. Be the greatest priest. Then your household will be saved the world and the Hereafter. God willing."

Their embrace felt even tighter. Letting go of the baby to start a better life is the duty of all parents, and of course the last task that is so heavy felt by parents. Between happy, sad, willing and unwilling, all become one. Only prayer can remove this unusual feeling.

"Now are you ready?" Ask lady Amara.

Raka nodded with certainty.

"Let's go" said Madam Amara while holding Raka's arm.

They also went to Raka's hotel. Where the wedding ceremony was held.

As for Queen, she had just finished in the dress up. His hair was neatly arranged with a very beautiful Javanese bun. At this event, Queen wore a graceful set of kebaya. The white kebaya symbolizes the sanctity of a bride. As well as a bun that is so conditioned with the meaning and elegance of Javanese women.

The three Queen parents looked astonished at their daughter who looked so gracefully charismatic. Just like the palace princesses who look so classy with the kebaya they wear.

"Queen, Masya Allah..." Said the Mother who looks very admiring her daughter.

Queen smiled sweetly, but even though she smiled, her eyes looked teary, holding back feelings that she could not express to her parents.

"You are so beautiful, son" Mother said as she hugged Queen tightly.

It was seen that Andra's father and Gunawan's father tried to hold back their cries by winking their eyes.

"May you be happy, son, may all our affairs be carried out on this happy day" said Mother Again.

"Aamiin Bun," Queen said as she wiped her tears that began to melt from the corner of her beautiful eyes.

"Queen," said Gunawan's father. The middle-aged man approached the Queen slowly. At that time Mother also stepped away from the Queen, to give the opportunity to Gunawan's father, talking to their daughter.

"Son, I realize you're doing too much wrong. However, the regret that most of you cannot forgive is, this real father of yours, cannot marry you to your future husband." Said Gunawan's father while crying bitterly.

"Dad's sorry son, I'm sorry," Gunawan's father cried until his shoulder was shaken. Just this time, Mother and Father Andra, as well as Queen saw Gunawan's father crying bitterly like that.

Today, there is no prestige for Gunawan's father anymore. He could not help but cry and apologized to the Queen. The child who is present without the bond of marriage between Mother Farah and herself.

Queen could not stand the tears anymore, she hugged Gunawan's father tightly.

"It's okay Dad. No need to regret. What's important right now, is Dad's sincere prayer for Queen."

"Yes, son, yes...I will always pray for you" said Gunawan's father.

Then the man went out from the Queen and wiped his tears with the handkerchief he had just taken from his pocket.

Now, Andra's father walked up to Queen. His body was trembling, his tears were still flowing. No words could come out of his lips. He just hugged Queen tightly and kissed her forehead. Then, he let go of his embrace and departed from before the Queen.

Compared to the unwillingness of Gunawan's father, Andra's father is more unwilling when his little girl who he loves so much, now must choose his idol. That taste is so heavy. But, for the sake of the happiness of the little girl, he had to be strong to release the girl who felt like she had just been carrying and holding a stool yesterday, and laugh and joke with her character.

"Dad!" Call Queen.

Andra's father's footsteps were restrained He turned his head and looked at the two Queen's eyes that were covered in tears.

"Thank you for your love and affection for Queen. Today, Queen please, let the Queen marry the man Queen chose" Queen said as she sobbed.

Andra's father came back to the Queen, and wiped Queen's tears that almost ruined the make-up on Queen's pretty face.

"Don't cry, then the make-up is erased. You're so beautiful today, and I'm so happy with your marriage. God willing, my father gave you my son. Be happy with him, you deserve to be happy. But the one thing I asked for, came to visit Dad often, so that I wouldn't feel like I lost a hundred percent of you,"

The Queen's cry exploded. He is no longer able to speak. Queen immediately hugged Andra's father once more. But this time it felt tighter.

"Thank you Dad," Whispered Queen interrupted her cry.

Andra's father just nodded and continued to hug Queen, until he felt ready to take Queen to the place where he would release his little angel to start a more perfect life.