Abraham and Asyila 2

The law!!

The Abraham Mahesa Residence.

Morning time.

Dyah touched his chest which continued to pound incoherently. The wedding day he had been waiting for with Fahmi was about to happen.

“Yes Allah, why did the heart of the servant from earlier keep pounding like this? Please don't make the servant die quickly!” dyah Pinta.

“Why even bring dead everything?” ask Asyila who came suddenly.

He was shocked and almost fell back.

“Be careful, Dyah! Why is it so easy to be surprised?” asyila asked teasing the bride-to-be.

“How not to be surprised? Aunty suddenly came,” complained Dyah.

“Iya deh, Aunty apologized,” said Dyah featuring a regretful face.

“Aunty why come here?” ask Dyah.

“Hmm... Can't you come see your own nephew? Yes already, then Aunty just go,” said Asyila who wanted to step out of the room.

Dyah quickly restrained Ashila's hand so as not to leave her alone.

“Aunty just so tattered, Dyah did not mean to expel Aunty. However, at this moment Dyah was completely unable to think. From earlier, Dyah's heart was pounding uncontrollably, afraid that it might even become heart disease,” said Dyah.

Asyila was silent at once and in the next second, she laughed freely knowing the contents of Dyah's heart that thought the heartbeat was heart disease.

“There's a funny ya Aunty?”

Asyila bit her own lips and stopped laughing. He came closer and sat down where Dyah had previously sat.

“Come sit here!” bring Asyila.

Dyah nodded small and sat back in his seat with a position pointing towards the mirror so that Dyah could see directly the reflection of his face that had been perfectly grasped by MUA.

“Dyah dear, almost everyone feels the way you are now feeling. In the past, Aunty even felt very constrained. You also know the reason, because Aunty and your Uncle used to be betrothed. In fact, Aunty never knew who your Uncle was and your Uncle Aunty didn't know. However, after your Uncle's long struggle and intense curiosity, Aunty emboldened that night to find out who Aunty's husband was and Aunty's own husband was the man Aunty loved,” bright Asyila while remembering her love story with the husband.

I listened to Asyila very seriously. It could be said, Dyah knew very well the struggle of his Uncle to get the heart of an Asyila and Dyah also involved in bringing the two closer in order to continue together.

“And you know, at the wedding reception of Aunty and your Uncle, Aunty was really nervous. Feelings that can not be described with words, really make your Aunty is nervous not careless,” said Asyila.

Asyila smiled broadly as she touched both of Dyah's hands.

“This is not heart disease, Dyah. It's something to be grateful for, we know you're a very nice girl. Soon, Fahmi will be your husband and every action you do will be your responsibility. Aunty hopes, you can live a happy household life, mawadah and warahmah.”

Dyah nodded and immediately hugged Ashila's body very tightly.

“Dyah, before the wedding you should not cry. Be careful your makeup fades,” said Asyila remind Dyah not to cry.

Dyah finally did not cry, however he did not want to look ugly on his happy day.

Arumi goes inside to tell her that the groom-to-be has come and the wedding is about to take place.

For that, Arumi asked Dyah to get ready and will come to follow when Fahmi has finished saying the qobul ijab.

“Asyila, Mom stay first. After Fahmi has finished saying ijab qobul, I will come here after the bride,” said Arumi and rushed to the living room.

Dyah bit her lips and saw that she was riled up. Repeatedly Dyah sighed at him which looked so heavy.

“You why, Dyah?” ask Asyila trying to calm Dyah who looks furious.

“Dyah scared, Aunty,” Dyah replied.

“Fear why, Dyah? What are you afraid of?” ask Asyila curiously.

“Dyah was afraid suddenly Mas Fahmi made a mistake,” Dyah replied.

“What kind of mistake? You are afraid Fahmi mispronounced or suddenly forgot, so?”

“Iya Aunty,” Dyah replied.

“Drust everything to Allah, God willing everything will be fine!”

At the same time, Fahmi who had just arrived immediately sat opposite his future father-in-law. He looks impatient want to quickly become the husband of Dyah.

“How, Nak Fahmi is it ready?” ask Penghulu.

“Ready!” fahmi exclaimed excitedly as she raised her hand by making a fist like one who wanted to fight.

“Alright, then we start. Come Mr Temmy!”

“Good, Sir,” said Temmy and immediately shook hands with his ideal son-in-law.

The holy event was immediately started and with one breath, Fahmi can say the qobul ijab well and correctly.

“How are the witnesses?” ask Pengghulu sir.

“Sah!!!” exclaim them and clap their hands vigorously.

Fahmi cried with tears, he hugged the body of Temmy who is now his father-in-law.

“We titip Dyah ya Nak Fahmi, if Dyah makes a mistake please rebuke Dyah well!”

“Papa do not need to worry about Dyah, Dyah completely has become the responsibility of Fahmi,” said Fahmi who continued to hug Temmy's body, “Fahmi will try her best to guide Dyah and try her best to become a reliable husband by Dyah,” Fahmi added.

The atmosphere of the living room was so heartwarming, Abraham who had witnessed the wedding cried tears. Finally, his nephew had married the right man.

“Thank you, Abraham,” Yeni said to Abraham, because it was Abraham who was very meritorious to introduce Fahmi to him and also her husband, Temmy.

“Thank you to Allah, Ma'am. This is all by the permission of Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala,” Abraham said.

Pengulu sir asked the bride to join immediately and immediately, Arumi rushed after Dyah and Asyila who were in the room.

Arriving in the room, apparently Dyah was crying and for her the makeup on her beautiful face did not fade.

“Grandmother, thank you,” said Dyah who now alternately embraced Arumi's body.

“Don't say that, Dyah. You actually made Grandma cry, now you are already the wife of Nak Fahmi. Grandma is very hopeful, may you both always be in the protection of God. May your marriage be sakinah, mawadah and warahmah. Aamiin..”.

“Aamiin yes Allah.”

Asyila carefully wiped off Dyah's tears using a tissue, after which Asyila and Arumi helped the bride to meet the groom in the living room.

Dyah went hand in hand with Asyila and also Arumi. His heart was beating violently along with his steps that were getting closer to the living room.

When he reached the living room, everyone's gaze was immediately drawn to the bride.

“Aunty, why are there so many?” tanya Dyah lirih, because Dyah thought that the one who would come at his wedding was a close relative only.

“Many how Dyah? Not up to 30 people,” reply Asyila who is no less clean.

Dyah finally sat right next to her husband, Pak Penghulu then asked Dyah to kiss the back of Fahmi's hand.

Pak Penghulu immediately gave an explanation to the two in an ordinance after marriage. Both of them look very serious listening to the explanation from Pak Penghulu.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said a young man who looks so exhausted like a person who has just run a marathon.

They all immediately turned their heads and did not forget to reply to the wrongs of the young man.

“Kevin!” Dyah's eyes widened to see Kevin who suddenly came.

With a breath that was still panting, Kevin walked in and without awkwardly gulped down a glass of water very quickly.

“This is for you and your husband,” said Kevin and gave a wedding gift to both of them, “Congratulations on your marriage, may you always be happy,” added Kevin and after that he left just like that.

Dyah feels bad about her husband, but Fahmi still quickly tells Dyah that he is okay. For Fahmi, Kevin is a good guy. And Fahmi did a prayer, so that Kevin can immediately get a good wife.

To dilute the atmosphere in the room, Ashila asked the others to enjoy the dishes. Then, Ashila busied herself to make a fresh ice drink that turned out to be exhausted.

“Thank you, already proved,” Dyah said while holding her husband's hand very tightly.

“Thank you too, have received Mas as Dyah's husband,” reply Fahmi.

“Mas, handkerchief! I love you,” said Dyah shyly.

“Freaky girl, I love you too,” reply Fahmi.

“Wordy girl? Hmmmmm... So, that was Mas Fahmi's first impression of Dyah?” asked Dyah and at once also crammed.

“Ya want how else, thanks to you like it immediately makes Mas interested,” explained Fahmi as it is.

Dyah at once klepek-clepek heard the explanation from her husband.

“Mas Fahmi could have,” Dyah said while pinching her husband's arm so anxiously.

Rahma from a distance seemed happy to see Dyah and Fahmi who had been legally husband and wife. Rahma also hopes that in the future she can get a good and responsible husband.