Akad Shackle

The marriage of Rahma and Tama

The expected day arrived. After the dawn prayer three MUA people had come to the house where Rahma lived. They are sent to first decorate the bride and will take her to the building where the wedding ceremony and reception takes place at exactly eight in the morning.

Busyness ensued in the house, everyone preparing to show their best performance on the wedding day of their loved one, Naura Rahmania. Rose gold color became the dress code for Rahma's wedding. Not only the nuclear family wears the same color. But the entire extended family had prepared the same special clothes as them.

Leaving the busyness at the residence of the family Rahma.

At the same time in a luxurious house precisely in a room that has shades of white ash looks a young man who is walking back and forth still wearing a cocoa shirt and sarong cloth after dawn prayers. His lips did not stop commuting, reciting sacred sentences that he would say in the future.

She was Tama, the closer the time for her to utter the qabul ijab, the more nervous it became on her face. Until it does not feel time continues to run, the morning sun is not realized Tama has crawled up and warm the universe.

Tama continued to recite the words ijab qabul, he did not want any errors in his pronunciation. Since the completion of the dawn prayer, continued with dhikr and do'a also tadarus he continued to repeat the series of sacred sentences. A sentence that would make it lawful over a Naura Rahmania.

"I accept..."

tock..tok...

Either the exercise I how many times the sentence was finally cut off by the sound of a knock on the door of Tama's room.

"Mama, what's wrong?" tanya Tama with her innocent face, in her hand a piece of paper inscribed with the phrase ijab qabul is still grasped.

"Astaghfirullah Tama, why aren't you ready? I still wear that glove!" mama's loud voice jolted Tama who only gawked at the reaction of the mama as she opened the door and asked.

"Do you know what time it is?" follow Mama Tama still with a loud voice because annoyed to see her son who was still dressed the same when performing the morning prayer.

"Huh? what time is it ma?" Tama turned her gaze towards the wall clock that was attached to the wall of her room.

"Huh, seven o'clock? why mama did not tell me anyway" with a surprised tone Tama even blamed the mother for her delay in preparing even though today was the day she was waiting for.

"You are yes" said Mama Tama stopped because the son immediately darted towards the bathroom after opening the sarong and koko clothes in a hurry.

Thirty minutes passed, Tama was ready with a suit designed specifically for brides with the same color as the kebaya worn by Rahma.

"Mama, we will be late" this time Tama who is chasing the mama who is still busy to and fro checking every car that will go to the building where the wedding of the son took place.

It was not without reason that Mama Tama did that, she wanted to make sure that no one was left behind. For the special moment of the son he intervened directly to take care of all the things needed. Mama Tama does not want to lose this precious moment in her life, preparing and giving her best for the historic day of the son, her only child.

"Before, another one" shouted Mama Tama from the car parked right behind the luxury sedan car that the bridegroom and her parents would ride to the building where the contract took place.

"Okay, everything is ready. Be careful on the road, sir" Mama Tama's message to the driver.

There are three cars parked in the main yard, one sedan as a bridal car, and two other cars that carry hand-drawn items. While outside the main house fence row of luxury cars big family Mr. Hakim and Mother are ready to be the escort of the bridegroom.

"Bismillah" said Tama slowly, he sat next to the driver, while in the back seat Mother and Mr. Judge were ready to accompany the son.

Forty-five minutes took Tama and the group to arrive at the event venue. The marriage contract will take place at exactly nine as planned.

As agreed, Tama and Rahma's wedding reception will be held on the same day, after the reception session will take place.

Tama is already sitting facing a table that is specifically provided for the procession of akad. After the previous series of handover events between the two parties, namely the surrender of the family of the bride and the reception of the family of the bridegroom represented by each figure as a representative of the two families completed by first beginning with the reading of the holy verse Quranic.

In front of him Budi who is in charge of becoming a marriage guardian Rahma was ready, too, accompanied by an officer of the Office of Religious Affairs who will guide the procession of the contract is also complete with the files needed to issue a marriage license. Witnesses from both sides were already in position. Not to forget some close family members were prepared to be able to witness more closely this procession.

"Will the bride-to-be be presented at the time of the contract?" Mr. Penghulu first asked about the readiness of the bride before the contract began.

"Please no sir" Yusuf replied, he conveyed what had become the request of the brother if it will be present if it has been done ijab qabul marriage.

"Alright, let's start" Pengulu sir also began the procession of marriage contracts with rangarunan do'a, do not forget that the wedding sermon was held as one of the conditions before the ijab qabul event was held.

"I marry you, Adinda Pratama Ardhan Hakim bin Hakim with my sister Naura Rahmania bint Hambali, with the dowry of a set of instruments of prayer plus 123 grams of precious metals, paid in cash." 123, a number that has its own philosophy for Tama.

"I accept the marriage of Naura Rahmania bint Hambali with the dowry paid in cash." sparingly and in one breath Tama replied.

"How's witness?" asked Mr. Penghulu to both witnesses,

"Well!" both at the same time,

"Well!"

"Well!"

"Well!" following the calls of the guests present.

"Alhamdulilbaibbil'alamin." The series of do'apun is also named as the ultimate procession of this marriage contract.

"Please the bride to be presented" Penghulu also requested that Rahma who has been legally the wife of Pratama Ardhan Hakim be presented.

Deg

Rahma closed her eyes when she heard her name called by the ruler and asked him to attend.

The space provided specifically as a bridal dressing room is not far from where the contract takes place to be where Rahma waits. He rubbed his chest and suggested he should relax. Although this is not the first marriage for Rahma, but she still felt nervous when she had to enter the boardroom.

Modern Muslim kebaya dress in broken white makes Rahma look elegant and elegant. Hijab with matching colors and natural minimalist makeup is able to expose the aura of Rahma's beauty that has rarely worn makeup.

All eyes looked towards the exit of the bride who was walking from behind Tama was. With direction from the crew WO Tama was asked to stand and turn right to welcome the arrival of his wife.

Without a word, Tama's gaze was immediately fixed on the beautiful face of Rahma who walked towards him by commenting on the smile even though the view remained downcast. Do not forget the romantic music to be a bridesmaid accompanied by Maya and her sister-in-law.

If other brides hold a bouquet of flowers while walking towards the pelaminan, in contrast to Rahma who since coming out of the waiting room her right hand is not separated tightly grasping Athaya's tiny hand.

It is time for them to face each other. Rahma looked up, her gaze now fixed on the man who was halal for her. They also exchanged views, no words were spoken from the two. Their eyes and minds were in awe of each other. Crew WO also gave a mic to Rahma to convey her heart.

"Mas Tama is this Mas Tama's wife?" before Rahma started, the MC first asked Tama to be tempted by the two and was answered with a nod of the head by Tama,

"Alhamdulillah" said the happy MC,

"Mbak Naura, isn't this Mas Tama Pratama Ardhan, the man who just legalized Mbak to be his wife?" connect the MC with a seductive tone. Rahma nodded her head and replied while blushing.

"Alright, please Ma'am" MC also let Rahma start talking.

"For my husband Mas Pratama Ardhan Hakim" Rahma's voice sounded sad with a gaze that did not switch daei to look at the face of the man who had legally become her husband