A Different Heaven
Helping Husband
Everything will be beautiful in time, this is for the good of her husband. He just gave up some time. Inner Rena.
He has been away from his parents since childhood. She always relented if her mother who had worked as a TKW chose to live in Dubai following her new husband's family in the country. He was always accustomed to a life that always relented, acting on the situation until finally dating Angga a husband that was perfect for him. It won't be hard to give up on this. But I don't know not at the moment.
Giving up on polygamy is not as easy as the shadow. He continued to strengthen his heart which was beginning to feel uneasy.
How not, her heart suddenly bitterly saw her husband who looks handsome and dashing wearing a white basofi shirt. She recalled the moment she found out and her husband looked the same, at the time perhaps the happiest woman in the world. Soon her husband will do the same with another woman he never thought would come into her life.
Rena still has to look tough, he does not want Angga to feel burdened by his decision.
"You're such a handsome Mas," praised Rena to Angga trying to keep smiling rubbing Angga's clothes.
"Stek put the pecans on," Rena grabbed the peci on the table.
Is it possible that I'm the only woman in the world who helps her husband prepare to marry my future middle sister.
Rena fixed her husband's kiss that had been perched on the head. "Duh, more handsome, so want more qobul ijab," joked Rena covered the anxiety of his heart.
Angga grabbed his wife's hand, kissed the hand of the woman who had been with him four years lovingly.
"I'm sorry Mas De, because Mas all so like this, really Mas always wanted only you to always be Mas's wife."
"Ssttt .. all is not our desire Mas, but it is God's destiny, we must still hushnudzon of God's will."
"Remember Mas, if later Mas become khilaf. Remind Mas if later Mas do wrong to run our new household. Always reprimand Mas if Mas does something that hurts your heart." Angga grabbed his wife's body in his arms.
If most people feel happy about getting married, it's the opposite. The guilt on Renata still enveloped Angga. How hard his wife's heart was.
The sound of knocking on the door blew away the atmosphere of this tidal warmth. Rena walked towards the door answering the call from outside.
"We're out soon" Rena replied.
The young man immediately left Rena's room.
"Come Mas, Mr. Bram is already in the mosque."
Angga nodded, clasping Renata's hand out of the room.
They will prepare for the mosque in the city chosen for the procession of ijab qobul. After arriving in the city the next day, Mr. Bramantyo who takes care of the marriage of Celin and Angga. Mr. Bramantyo kept his promise to the people to marry Celin three days after returning to the city.
Indeed there is nothing fancy in this marriage, only the procession of marriage contracts carried out in the mosque attended by family and village devices and community leaders.
Although it had got a little cons from the Angga family, but eventually they agreed and understood the circumstances that occurred. Angga's parents were also present in the marriage of his two sons.
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