ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Season 2's. Chapter 19

Revi.

Morning in the house.

We and our family were picked up by a messenger from the palace to go to the court.

In the ward later I and my family will stay overnight to start all the wedding ceremony processions that must be done in a sacred, religious, and conditional with cultural values.

In the courtroom, the atmosphere was already crowded. All members of the kingdom, the press and everyone involved in this event seemed to rejoice in welcoming this great celebration.

Along the way, I did not escape the attention of the public who saw a carriage pulled by six white horses.

I smiled warmly and clenched my hands together as I got off the horse carriage.

Honestly, I was very stubborn, but after all this is a procession that I have to go through with a pure heart, and calm. I should look happy today.

I was taken to the knight ward to carry out the procession of my appointment as a courtier, because after all I am an outsider who will be a member of this family as well as a cultural servant who must be involved in preserving the culture of my family.

I got the titleJatiningrat as my new name.

Kanjeng Prince Haryo Jatiningrat.

After the procession of my appointment as a courtier, I underwent a flush procession conducted by Gusti Kanjeng Ratu Rinjani after the flush event performed by Dalilah in the Kencana ward was completed.

We are separated even though we are still in one area.

***

During the day in the kesatrian ward, I followed the directions and procedures of the wedding ceremony according to the traditions in the palace with Kanjeng Harya tumenggung Susilo. Abdi dalem sepuh who helped me how to do sowan and worship prostration

the correct to ngarsa dalem using keraton language, Jawa Alus.

This incident caused quite a laugh because I was still not fluent in using the Javanese language properly.

"Sorry." I clenched my hands together while smiling in shame.

"Grabbing..."

***

The night has fallen.

After a long day in the kingdom. I went back to wearing a kejawen shirt to do the Midodareni procession.

But before that was done, Ayahanda Kaysan accompanied Dalilah through a Tantingan procession in the form of a statement of Dalilah's readiness for this marriage in the golden ward.

In this procession, Ayahanda Kaysan has been accompanied by Kyai penghulu and KUA officers.

It was only after Dalilah expressed her readiness to marry Kanjeng Prince Haryo Jatiningrat-it was me and signed the marriage license. Gusti Kanjeng Sultan Kaysan met the prospective besan to be suave and get to know my family personally and personally.

Leaving the title and only being a father who wanted to marry his daughter, he was very different from his daily life as a King. He is more friendly, relaxed with a cool mood even though he remains authoritative with a very strong charisma.

For me, this is so extraordinary.

I smiled embarrassedly as I handed it over

music boxes and white roses are symbolic of tonight's offerings, while the actual offerings are already kept indoors.

"The marriage is actually to build a somah hall, which means a house that must be able to make the family content happy in it!" said Ayahanda Kaysan while smiling warmly at me.

"And I as a father want to see my son happy with the man he loves. I let my daughter you take!"

I clenched both hands and nodded. "Excite!"

"Whoof tock?" ask Ayahanda with a witty face.

I grinned at the horse and the sound of laughter was heard again in the knight's ward.

The atmosphere warmed up again as family-friendly relationship resumed, mommy and Daddy also rilex following each of these wedding processions.

No exception princess, although she could not see every step of the wedding procession that I did, she knew Dalilah would be her mother. Therefore, he followed Bi Tutik's orders as long as I went through this step without being left behind.

"I have to go back to the badge ward to submit this invitation and the proposal I have received!" said Ayahanda Kaysan while smiling warmly.

We all nodded and clenched both hands respectfully.

Midodareni comes from the word Widodari which means an angel descending from the sky. Hopefully, the angel lends her beauty so that the bride looks as beautiful as an angel.

I also imagined the Dalilah would be as beautiful as an angel.

A seductive sweet smile, a soft voice caressed the soul and an adorable graceful step.

I am impatient but also still deg-degan during the process of ijab qobul has not been implemented smoothly.

Tonight feels so sacred and full of cultural values that I just finished living.

I am so amazed by this kingdom, which still upholds cultural values and applies them directly even though there are some who have been left behind because of the challenges of the changing times.

***

After dawn it reverberates, and the cool morning air is so soothing.

I again prepared for the most sacred and religious procession in the royal mosque.

The procession of the ijab qobul which marks that the Dalilah truly belongs to me.

"Have you memorized, le?" ask the courtier sepuh who has been with me since yesterday while being a royal santri.

"Congratulations, sir." I smiled broadly.

"Related?"

I nodded and put on a blangkon.

But a piece of paper I still bring for rote and cheat.

"Breakfast first mas let not faint, because after Ijab later and and again for the reception and kirab bride. From

I nodded obediently and ate breakfast shyly.

"Indeed like this at first, because everything takes a long process and hands-on learning! The most important thing is to adhere to the basic rules and adab in the palace well. Because your new family actually does 95% of the activity outside the palace walls like most other people!"

I clenched my hands together and nodded. "Excite, sir."

"Wes let's go to the mosque! Later that straightforward but calm, ojo nervous lan grusa-grusu."

I clenched my hands together and followed the courtier out of the knight's ward.

Outside the kesatrian ward, downstream the courtiers and relatives of the big family happened so lively and solemn.

I smiled warmly, nodding while clenching both hands as some people greeted me.

This morning I was wearing a white kejawen shirt with bones and a rag. Two jasmine tucked in each of my ears under the blangkon I was wearing. So did the jasmine ronce hanging on the keris tucked in my back.

I'm really going to marry Dalilah Sekar Kinasih this morning. Sometimes, I still don't think that this is really happening so real, not just an expectation.

I followed the instructions before entering the mosque to perform the qobul ijab.

There, in front of the pulpit, Gusti Kanjeng Sultan Kaysan was already sitting cross-legged to become his daughter's marriage guardian.

He really is the one who will marry his daughter directly to me.

I clenched my hands while sitting cross-legged.

The atmosphere becomes religious when prayers are offered by pini sepuh religious leaders before the procession ijab qobul.

I clenched both hands before holding the hand of Gusti Kanjeng Sultan Kaysan to carry out a procession of ijab qobul that is so sacred.

"Abdi ingsun, Kanjeng Prince Haryo Jatiningrat. Dina iki ingsun dhaupake sira kalayan putraningsun Putri Gusti Kanjeng Ratu Dalilah bakanthi dowry holy book of Quran sarta kesat iki prayer."

"Kula Abdi Dalem Kanjeng Pangeran Haryo Jatiningrat dinten menika ngestoaken dhawuh deputy Dalem Ngarsa Dalem Kanjeng Sultan Kaysan kadhaupaken kalayan Putra Dalem Putri Gusti Kanjeng Ratu Daliah, kanthi dowry of the holy book of the Quran and a set of prayer tools, Salajengipun nyadhong berkah pangestu dalem, Sembah nuwun."

I clenched my hands together after the ruler and the witnesses said the right words and the prayers were again said.

Thank God I am relieved. Dalilah and I officially became husband and wife after I signed this marriage letter and made a condolence to my father-in-law.

One by one the family left this mosque to continue the wedding procession in the Kencana ward. And Ayahanda Kaysan was the first and last person to be in this mosque.

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