A Different Heaven
Pledge
Celin's entourage had already arrived at the mosque ten minutes after the arrival of the Angga family. Bu Sinta and Renata stood up to welcome Celin. Led the graceful girl wrapped in white kebaya to sit with them. With an awkward feeling Celin followed the footsteps of the women who welcomed him.
"It turns out that you're actually prettier son, exactly the Turkish drama artist that I saw on TV, deserves someone who wants to do evil to you," said Bu Sinta.
Celin just smiled faintly, really the words of his future father-in-law made him feel more guilty to the first wife of his future husband. Moreover, his sitting position is now aligned next to the long white hijab woman.
Rena took a quick look at Celin, her honeymoon sister who looked so beautiful. The face of the blaster wrapped in a veil increasingly radiates an aura of beauty even though the makeup used looks simple.
Vigorous feeling again overshadowed Rena. But he continued to pray that he would always be given a lot of patience with what he considered this test.
While Celin chose to sit quietly among the women - women who loved her future husband. He felt a mixed feeling, the atmosphere of marriage that was far from his expectations. He did not even dare to look at the face of the first wife of his future husband. All seemed tense, no one dared to throw jokes like brides in general. Celin realizes, maybe the relatives present respect and keep the feelings of the first wife of her future husband.
After hearing some advice from the ruler. Mr. Bramantyo's hand shook the hand of Angga who was in front of him. Verily Angga never thought would do ijab qobul both times. He thought he would always and only be with Renata until the end of his life.
"Abhimana Akbar, I marry and marry you to my biological daughter Celina Brigitte Bramantyo with a wedding dowry a set of prayer tools and gold jewelry paid in cash!"
"I received the marriage and marriage of Celina Brigitte Bramantyo with the dowry in cash!" With one breath.
"Well,"
"Well." Right."
"Alhamdulillah."
Prayer also began to be prayed.
"Please bring the bride" said the pengulu.
Ms. Sinta stood up to take Celin to meet the man who is her husband now.
Renata suddenly froze after hearing the legitimate word of the people in the mosque. Indeed his heart suddenly ached, his spirit covering his anxiety slowly faded to see his husband who was so stunned to see his new wife.
Angga looked at the woman who was now legitimately his second wife. Suddenly her heart was pounding as she looked at the very beautiful face of Celin who was different when wearing a veil. His new wife just looked down embarrassed in front of him. It was completely different from a few days ago covered in fear on his face.
Angga touched the top of Celin's head who was now his second wife. He wanted to recite a prayer and asked Celin to raise his hand to assure his prayer.
"Allahumma Inni As’aluka Min Khairiha Wa Khairi Ma Jabaltaha ‘Alaihi. Wa a’udzubika Min Syarriha Wa Syarri Ma Jabaltaha ‘Alaihi.” Angga tried to smile even though it was a little awkward after reciting the prayer.
Celin grabbed Angga's hand and kissed the back of her husband's hand with reverence.
Angga glanced at Renata, seeing a sweet smile on his wife's face. Whether it was a sincere smile or a true falsehood, he could not be sweet with his other wife in front of Renata.
On the other hand he must not hurt the heart of Celin who had just become his wife. Once again with an apology filling his chest, Angga kissed Celin's forehead gently.
While in the female guest line, Renata's heart is like that of a knife blade, a stabbing pain, seeing her loved one kiss another woman.
O Allah, It is not that easy, it feels like this, my jealousy as if ready to burn my body to see Mas Angga with other women, Arangkam my patience O Allah, strengthen my heart when seeing my husband with his wife.
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