BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL

57. Validly!

Since last night; mama and Dinda have been in the Swis hotel, one of the five-star hotels around South Jakarta. We also just found out that this hotel belongs to Ken's parents.

In the morning I was immediately dressed by Aunt Wira. Even though Ken's mother had offered her fairies, I still chose my stepmother because she already knew what kind of makeup I wanted. Flawles and without eyebrow shaving.

"Tante, I'm sorry, it's so early in the morning to come here" I said to Aunt Wira, as she prepared at the dresser. Actually papa and Aunt Wira have also been asked to stay at the hotel so that the morning is not rushed because the agreement was held at eight in the morning. But because there is other business, so before dawn just arrived at the hotel.

"It's okay, Ra. We are family. Although before our relationship was not good, but from now onwards, Auntie hopes we become good, really like family." said Aunt Wira with a smile at me.

It didn't take long, the decorating process was done. Long white kebaya I have also been wearing. I'm getting more and more pangling with myself. Especially Mama, Dinda and Aunt Wira.

"Later, you wear simple makeup like Auntie taught you, sure, Ken will pangling to see it. It's so pretty, Ra!" said Aunt Wira.

I smiled hearing it. For some reason, my heart immediately argued when I remembered Ken's name. Only a few minutes left, then he will say kabul ijab until our status changed to be valid in the eyes of God.

Oh Allah ... Launch it!

I waited in the room right next to where Ken and papa would say kabul. In the room was also provided a television that could monitor the conditions in which the agreement would take place.

"How are you feeling, Ra?" asked Aya, Dini and Risa who accompanied me.

"Eitherway. Cold heat, gurgling as well." I said, while continuing to monitor the television where it was clear papa began to hold Ken's hand.

"Brother Ken Willian Bin Arthur Willian, I married and I trust you with Rara Alia Giani Binti Muhammad Heru Widianto with his mascarine gold jewelry weighing one hundred grams, cash.” said papa.

“I accept the marriage and marriage of Rara Alia Giani Binti Muhammad Heru Widianto with her mascawin which is above cash.” replied Ken.

"How are the witnesses?" ask pengupulu.

"Well!" answer both witnesses and all those present.

Alhamdulillahot.

Accompanied by my three best friends, now I walk to the place of agreement, to Ken who is currently officially my life companion.

The man, smiling, looked at me. There is a lot of love that emanates from both of his neutrals. Just like I felt for her. When we were so close, it was only a few centimeters away. There were no words to say, other than laughter and happy crying. Yeah, I feel so happy. Never been this happy.

"Ra, thank you for being my wife." she took the ring she had prepared, and then put it on my finger. Slowly, I felt Ken's hand touch. Really, I hope, that hand will continue to touch and hold it, until we age.

One more ring was given to me to put on Ken's finger. A white ring but it has a lot of meaning to us.

"Thank you, Ken." I said. Even so slowly, but I'm pretty sure Ken heard it.

Slowly, I grabbed the hand, then I kissed it with full reverence. The hand that now replaces my father as the person in charge of my life in this world. A hand that will take care of me with love.

"Ra, are you happy?" Ken whispered in my ear. It was so close that his breath felt like an electric shock to my body.

"Hm," I replied, of course, with a reddened face, but tried to behave appropriately because the cameraman started taking our photos. "I'm ashamed." I said.

"Why?"

"Halal is okay."

Just now he was about to be nosy, but I dodged it immediately, making Ken anxious. "Take a look at you later!" he even threatened.

After the accident, we both bowed to both parents. I couldn't help but cry when I held my mom's hand. Not feeling, twenty-two years passed, usually the mother who was always beside me, now I will leave Mama. It feels so sad.

"Mama" I cried in my mom's lap. Apparently, it was so crowded when he finally had to separate. "Thank you for giving so much love to Rara."

"You should be happy, son. I don't want to see you sad anymore. Understand, Ra." pinta Mama.

"If you were happy, Rara would be happy, too."

"We are happy together, son."

Then when I faced papa. The figure did not say much, he just whispered words of affection and forgiveness in my ear. Well, even though papa has only been in my life for the past few years, but I can't deny, papa is one of the most valuable figures in my life.

"I'm sorry, Dad. Thank you for receiving papa again." whispered papa.

After that we had to prepare to attend the reception. The first time with Betawi customs, the event will take place until Zuhur. After that, a short break to pray and eat, then the event with the custom of West Java to the Maghrib later.

"Ra, come here for a second!" call Ken, when I'm just getting dressed.

"What?" my answer.

"Attent."

"No way." I'll pass soon, while Ken's back pouting.

***

The wedding reception that the Ken family held was much more festive than my shadow. The guests who come so much, the makeup is also very elegant, as well as food and drinks that never run out.

The group of employees from the office also came. They made a deal to call me boss, 'cause I'm officially Ken's wife.

"Hi mbak Rara, congratulations" said Bianca in her signature style. "Our competition is not over, ma'am. I'm not gonna give up Ken just like mbak. I'll wait for the double." whispered Bianca as she spiked.

"Astagfirullah." I was really upset to see Bianca who was still cynical to me. Ken and I are both halal. How could he hope that Ken would soon become a widower.

Finished shaking hands, with other friends, Bianca took a picture with us. At first he tried to position himself to stand beside Ken, but Ken swiftly moved to my right side again, even he so fondly embraced my waist.

"Love you my wife" said Ken in a voice so loud that it was clearly heard by Bianca who was on my left side.

Ken's impromptu attitude was successful to make Bianca upset, he came down from the pelaminan with a frowny face. While Ken chuckled, triumphantly.

"You're a prank." I said.

"Nothing. If anyone tries to interfere with our happiness, then I'll deal with it." said Ken.