A Ghost To Mak

Weddings

"Nrank ...." Paul opened the door of the house, looking for the figure of the Mak he was looking for was not in his room. Even in the kitchen, also in the fields he did not find. Paul took off his glasses, put them on a small table. He rested his body on the chair, the wind coming in from the open door made him comfortable until he closed his eyes.

"So, Tumben's brother is home." The middle-aged woman appeared from outside the house. Paul, who had closed his eyes and almost fell asleep, opened his eyes and looked at the Mak sitting in front of him.

"Mom, you can't stand it."

"Why?" ask Mak. It was not usual for him to see his only son like this.

"Abang wants to immediately make Laila halal for brother .. It turns out, the trials before the wedding are many too, huh?" said Paul.

"Why? Fitri chasing after Brother?"

"Humm .. He came to the store. And Laila saw us talking to each other." Paul supported his face with both hands, his thin lips slightly washed.

"Continue?" tanya Mak Nur was curious.

"Laila's angry. Because Laila thinks you have a relationship with another woman. But ... Thank God it is finished. I made it clear to my brother's future wife."

"Alhamdulillah if so. Mak shower first, it's out of the house at the end of the alley, there's a need to be there." Without waiting for Paul to reply, Mak Nur passed from the living room.

**

Time goes by so fast, that the time of ta'aruf for a month is not felt. Laila received Paul's sermon and the wedding day was set. Abi, Mak Nur is also a big family both give thanks because the ta'aruf process also runs smoothly.

Paul's shop is getting crowded, the turnover is good, "Allhamdulilah, Bang. Crowded shops. This must be the sustenance of my brother's future wife!" exciting Ridwan. Although he was two years younger than Paul, he was married and had one son.

"Well, Wan?"

"Yes ...." Ridwan smiled happy to see the hue of the boss's face again improved. It looks even happier than before. Because the wedding day is less than two weeks. Paul is getting busy preparing for his marriage to Laila.

The man was very grateful, having a Mak who took care of him himself until now. Thanks to Wak's help, the preparations for the wedding are in order.

**

Laila's modest home now looks luxurious. Blue tents stand firmly in the yard, with beautiful Javanese decoration neatly arranged there.

After the dawn prayer, the bride's fairies came to polish Laila's face, as well as the relatives who will participate in the fence ayu. Long days Laila's extended family from Java was also present on her happy day.

"It's mah, not beautiful anymore. Her husband would be crazy. Oh my God, it's so beautiful!" exclaimed the fairy, praising the beauty of Laila after dressing up. Wearing a white kebaya, also a typical Javanese siger that adorns his head wrapped in a veil, adds a graceful impression.

The girl's room was decorated in such a way, studded with red rose petals on a mattress wrapped in white sheets. After Diras, Laila sat on a chair placed on the right side of her bed. The newlyweds will come out if the bridegroom finishes chanting the qobul ijab.

The leaflets get tighter as the clock ticks on the wall. Time seems to go so fast. Glanced at the clock on his phone lying on the table. At nine in the morning, it is estimated that Paul and his extended family will arrive soon.

Abi Anwar looks dashing wearing typical Javanese clothes, he and his family are preparing to welcome the arrival of the prospective son-in-law.

**

The middle-aged woman then sat on the edge of the bed, her face down. Paul then turned his body, sitting in front of the Mak.

"Give me the sustenance of my brother, from birth until now, Mother." Paul buried his face in the lap of Mak Nur, accompanied by Isak who escaped from the thin man's mouth.

"Sincere inner birth, Bang. Ridha Mak will always be with Brother." Both hands of Mak Nur touch the head of Paul covered with tops commonly worn by the groom. Paul sobbed, not usually he was this crybaby before the Mak.

"It has. No cry. Later the eyes of Abang sembab." Mak Nur raised his son's face, his two hands that began to wrinkle wiped the tears on Paul's face.

The two then went out of the house, meeting relatives who had gathered to follow the bride's house.

The dowry, as well as some of the luggage that will be given to the Laila family, has been prepared in an open tub car. Without wasting much time, the group set off towards Abi Anwar's house.

Thirty minutes away, Paul and the family arrive at Laila's house. His arrival was warmly welcomed by Abi Anwar and his family who were waiting. Sholawat also echoes a welcome greeting from the loudspeaker. Some relatives also helped receive gifts brought by Paul's family.

Abi Anwar invited to enter the room to be used ijab qobul. Accompanied by Mak Nur and Wak, Paul follows Abi Anwar who enters a room decorated in such a way with a small table in the middle.

The bespectacled man turned to his right and left, looking for the figure of his future wife. Paul seemed agitated as he sat cross-legged, with Abi Anwar sitting in front of him, his father sitting to his right.

After a long conversation, too. Finally the time came for Paul to utter a sentence that would make him Laila's rightful husband.

"How, brother Paul. Ready already?" ask Abi Anwar. Paul is sure.

The middle-aged man reached out his right hand, greeted by Paul.

"Ankahtuka wazawwajtuka makhtubataka binti, Laila Nazilatul Anwar bint Anwar, 'alal mahri ten grams of gold along with a set of prayer tools, hallan."

(I marry you, and I marry you with your betrothed, my daughter - the name of the bride - with a dowry or dowry - paid in cash).

Abi Anwar swung his hands that shook with Paul. The glasses guy took a deep breath.

"Qabiltu nikahaha wa tazwijaha alal mahril madzkur wa radhiitu bihi, wallahu waliyu taufiq," he replied.

(I accepted his marriage and marriage with the dowry (mahar) mentioned, and I am willing to do so. May God always give you gifts).

"How are the witnesses?" The gentleman wearing a black suit looked to his right and left, waiting for answers from witnesses.

"Well!" exciting Wak. Followed by the word 'legal from relatives and neighbors who were also present in the room also outside the room.

Barakallah lakuma wabarakaalaikuma wajam'a bainakuma fi khair ....

Tears should also be happy when the wedding prayer is chanted. Now Paul managed to confuse Laila, the girl of his heart.

Laila was led in by one of her aunts and sat down on Paul's right side. Mak Nur put a white scarf on both heads. Embarrassedly, Laila kissed the back of Paul's hand with ta'zim. So did the man who kissed Laila's forehead. Look at the happy eyes met in a sacred bond.