ABHIMANYU WORLD

Chapter XCVII: Ijab of Kabul

Today the atmosphere of Andre's treatment room was somewhat different from usual. Some chairs were removed, replaced with carpet titles. Several dusks of mineral water drinks have also been prepared, as well as boxes containing cakes and rice. Andre was still lying agitatedly. I don't know why I don't see the look of joy, when it should be an important day in the history of life. Today is the beginning of a new chapter in his life.

I've been on standby at the event site since seven in the morning, when the carpet was untied. I think Andre is a little nervous about this event. Understandably, the event is held in a hospital room, even though it is normally in a mosque or home. No wonder Andre's face looked anxious. Though Farhan has given a cult about this sacred procession. Of course Farhan can tell the story, because he has officially given up his bachelor status a week ago.

“That's natural. There must be a feeling of nervousness before undergoing the procession ijab kabul. It's a sacred procession, once in a lifetime. Saying his pledge should not be arbitrary and wrong. Wrong should be repeated until the witness says it is legitimate. Especially when you see relatives and relatives, the most horror events in life. But, if it's past that, it feels plong. Like passing through complicated moments in life,” Farhan explained.

Andre's guts shrieked. From the morning he had been transformed by a makeup artist, riddled like a baby, and dressed in a neat suit with a hunchback. With such an appearance, Andre looks authoritative and more mature, far from the impression of a sloppy and fashionable young man. Andre's parents, along with his two younger siblings, have also arrived at the hospital. They wear formal clothes that are quite neat.

We waited for those moments impatiently. No guests were invited, only close relatives. I feel lucky to be a witness in this event. In my heart, there is envy that I cannot cover. It is very happy to be in Andre's position. Wearing formal clothes, coupled with a girl of love, pledging in front of the ruler, of course is a very dramatic moment. Is this just a dream?

To go to the ijab process, I feel very far away, because my partner is not clear. All are still in the process of exploration, without any certainty. Even so, I don't need to be too scared, I'm still relatively young. Some men choose to postpone marriage until their 30s, for a variety of reasons. Most men postpone marriage for reasons of establishment. They wait to have their own house and car, so as not to bother in-laws. If you wait like that, maybe only 50 years old will get married!

Inneke was also ready in the room, having undergone the makeup process since morning. Inneke's makeup looks natural, not memorable menor. He wears a semi-modern white kebaya with transparent sleeves, barpadu with a beautiful patterned pullcloth and well-groomed hair. How graceful, like royal princesses.

In contrast to Andre, Inneke's countenance looked happy. He looks calmer facing this kabul ijab procession. I don't know what this woman feels. Of course, the procession of kabul ijab or marriage contract is one of the historical moments that are second to none. Inneke's parents and family were also present. There was also Mas Arbie who looked different that day. Perhaps Inneke's brother was a little embarrassed, because his sister had been overstepped by him who first married.

“So when is the prescription, Ndre?” my many.

“Let's go, Bi. What matters is legitimate first. Reception is easy, while waiting for me to recover and increase sustenance first. Surely I will invite you,” said Andre.

“But this year right? Don't dawdle. Ntar Inne's stomach was a big hunt, continuing to cause the guests question marks. If you can distance the marriage contract the same recipe is not too far,” Doni's advice.

“Yes this year. Which is obvious after Abi graduated his kayak. Don't forget, Abi will finish this graduation. While I don't seem to have. My final assignment is a mess. But God willing next semester,” said Andre.

“I'm still one year away from graduation. Well, later you will stay in contract one by one. So sad me,” muttered Doni.

“But the promise is yes, even if later we have separated from each other, we remain friendly. Let's support each other. Ntar we reunian while bringing their respective wives,” Farhan added.

“Then, pity Abi dong!” chirps Doni.

I don't know why I have a bad feeling. Maybe Doni was about to make a heart-wrenching sentence. I prepared my mind for this.

“He wants to be single for life hahaha!”

I've guessed.

Doni said with a satisfied laugh, whereas I only blushed in embarrassment. Anyway, I love them. It feels that if this silaturrahmi is cut off, it will be very unfortunate. Even though I am a victim of bullying, I am still happy to be able to get together with my friends.

Exactly eight o'clock, the tour party has arrived. Without much talk, the committee has arranged in such a way. Since Andre could not get up, Inneke sat down on a chair beside the bed, while the pak Penghulu was also ready with his equipment. The witnesses, consisting of the uncles Andre and Inneke, were also ready in their respective positions.

Fifteen minutes later, the procession is ready. I was lined up to be a documentation section, so busy women take pictures of important moments. Many interesting objects that I shot, including the sad face of Inneke waiting for precious seconds.

Mr. Penghulu has already shook Andre's hand, and hinted for Andre to repeat his words. Andre's face paled. While repeating the words of the ruler, his voice trembled slightly from nervousness. Thankfully not repeating.

“I received the marriage of Inneke Rosita Dewi, binti Ahmad Budianto with a dowry of five million rupiah cash and a set of prayer tools paid in cash!” said Andre lantang.

“How are the witnesses, legitimate?” ask penghulu.

“Sah!” answer the witnesses in unison.

Alhamdulillah ....

The guests who were present whispered. Then the groom is welcome to put a ring on the bride's finger. There is also the process of signing a wedding book, then there is the most awaited moment, the moment of kiss! Everything was neatly documented in the camera shots I held.

A pretty moving procession. Some women shed tears. There is a sense of happy mixing. Inneke also has no power to stem the clear details that pool in the eye pelup. The granule slid down her blushing cheek. Newness mixed with happiness. While Andre, looking clumsy, confused how to. These were the first moments of his life bearing the title of husband.

The sermon of marriage is delivered by the ruler, containing deep meaning about various marriage counsel. Guests hear the enthusiasm while the mangosteen. For myself, the science is a little too high. Let alone the science of marriage, the science of conquering the heart of a girl I have not had. I don't know, after this I can still study with Andre or not. Even though his love is always waiting. I hope I'll be just as lucky as Andre.

Good luck, Ndre!

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