Bismillah Love

SAH

With all the preparation is extra fast, thanks to the help of Mr. Wahid the Dean of pengulu affairs was sorted out, not about money working, not about money working, but because of the friendship of Mr. Wahid with Mr. Ikhsan, the chairman of KUA and the ruler.

Today Thursday they have gathered at an AA hotel that Aydan rented for the event as well as for the prospective in-laws to stay over in jogjakarta. Qianita and Yusuf have also arrived at jogjakarta yesterday afternoon.

All have gathered both Aydan and his mother and some relatives, Mr. Wahid and his wife, and some lecturers who can be trusted according to Mr. Wahid and certainly Syafeera and family , just waiting for pengghulu sir.

Syafeera was still in front of the mirror, looking at the reflection of her own face. somehow her heart at this time, she herself did not understand how her own heart condition. wrapped in a beautiful white dress, with a white headscarf wrapped around her neck, complete with a small crown on top of her head, Qianita and Hanum were the ones to decorate her..

"Beautiful deck.." praised Qianita, there was no answer just a small nod and a smile that was noticeable to her compulsion.

"Kok that sich his expression...?? Happy Donk, it's a sacred day..."

"She doesn't know what to do.." she answered still with eyes that look at herself from the reflection of the mirror, he should be happy on his wedding day but how is it right now, married because of a misunderstanding, eh not a misunderstanding, because actually dad believes in them, then what is it for?? because of fear of judgment of people out there?? or because of responsibility?? responsibility for which?? I don't know if he's confused about what else to comment.

"happy Donk Sya.. sad marriage.." this time Hanum spoke up, encouraging the friend.

Syafeera just winked her eyes.

"sir Aydan is a good man, you know that too, so I believe he will treat you well.."

"okay?? yes he was kind, but cold, like a chunk of ice" he was shrivelled but still able to be picked up by Qianita and Hanum, and they could only look at each other and publish a thin smile

No lam then the mother came, "Pak penghulu has come.." mother told. Syafeera turned her body to look at the mother with a glass, then hugged the waist of the mother

"hey.. later make up nempel all the tablets in the clothes of the mother" said the mother tried to cover her worries, however the mother is very understanding of the mood of the princess, she said, you have to marry in this way.

"Yes do not want.." softly, now the mother crouched down, cupped the beautiful face of the princess covered in clouds..

"Mother believes Aydan is a good man, and another mother-in-law you seem to love him very much you are..."

"Start with Bismillah, intend because of Allah, then God will give us convenience" added Mother.

Up ahead, the pengupulu is already facing Aydan.."how can we start..??"

"can sir." Reply Dad

"Would you marry me directly or be represented by me??" ask pak penghulu to father

"i'm myself sir." replied Dad.

"Okay, son Aydan please hold the hand of your future in-laws..." Aydan complied, and now Aydan's and father's hands shook hands

Pak Penghulu told them what to do, for this father the second time to marry the princess.but different this time, the princess's marriage was far from his dream all along. what about Aydan? there is a sense of groggy that hit him, because his facial expression looks ordinary, flat and so calm.

"I accept his marriage and his marriage Syafeera Hadibah Putri binti Hendra Wirjaya with mascawin shaped cash gold ring.”

With one breath, smooth as a highway, Tampa obstacles.no one even radiated groggy facial features, what because this marriage Tampa love base??

The word SAH was heard echoing in the room. Syafeera hugged the mother before the mother brought her before Aydan who had officially become her husband. Mother tried to strengthen the princess. Mommy understands what the clouds are covering her daughter.

Syafeera walked towards where Aydan and the others were gathered, a simple yet graceful white dress that looked beautiful attached to Syafeera's body, either because of her beautiful dress, or her beautiful Syafeera, which was beautiful, all who look will be amazed to see, even though only a simple polish on his face.

Syafeera was sitting on the sofa right beside Aydan sitting down. bowed down and according to the direction of the pak pengulu, there was a sense of awkwardness and doubt, but the mother stroked Syafeera's back, as if channeling strength, as if she was trying to find strength, Syafeera grabs Aydan's hand and kisses Aydan's back.

Aydan holding his wife's crown, yes his wife the girl in front of him has become his wife, while reading the newlyweds' prayers.

“Allahumma inni as’aluka min khoirihaa wa khoirimaa jabaltaha ‘alaih. Wa a’udzubika min syarriha wa syarrimaa jabaltaha ‘alaih.”

"o Allah, I ask You for His goodness and the good that You have set upon him. And I take refuge in Thee from his ugliness and the ugliness which Thou hast set upon him"

Then switched to kissing Syafeera's head.

Father and Mother's eyes glazed over this scene, even though this marriage has an element of coercion, but Aydan pointed out that this marriage is not a game, he really meant it.

There was no chatter for these two brides, silence for each other, but in contrast to those who came, they said during and the best prayer for them.

The event finished pak penghulu and the guests returned to their respective homes, staying Syafeera family, Aydan and the mother who was in the room. Hanum has also come home.

"Syafeera here..." Panggi mother Aydan asked him to sit next to her

"Sorry yes The event is simple, the reception will follow ya..."

Should he nod?? this is not a marriage in which he wants. dream not, even he hopes this dream.so that he can soon wake up from this dream.

"Mother knows this is not easy, but you have to get through this all together, your journey will just start" added Aydan

Syafeera tried to smile, and nodded her head.

Father and Aydan also seemed to be talking.not the horror that was discussed, just a father's message to Aydan.

"Dad sure you're a good guy, daddy's a bad girl daddy, he's a little hard, so please be a little patient huh.." said Dad.

"In Shaa Allah... Aydan can't promise Syafeera happiness, but Aydan will try to do his best and make her happy"

"Never play a hand when you are angry or he makes a mistake, Do not shower him with property, but shower him with religious knowledge, I entrust Syafeera to You, I'm sure you can bring him closer to God..."

"In Shayah Allah." answered Aydan with a mantab.

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