Brother-in-law Looked at my Aurat

Ijab Kabul

I couldn't sleep, stroking the stomach I felt was bigger than yesterday. My marriage is less than a day away. Not only deg degan, I was also worried about my stomach changing bigger unnaturally.

Getting up from the bed, I stood in front of the big mirror. Holding my stomach with two hands, then sighing heavily. Naya thinks I'm pregnant, just a pregnant woman in the first trimester. What other trials are these?

[Sister Zian accepts me for who I am, right?]

I sent that message to Kal Zian. Check one, Brother Zian at this hour must be sleeping.

Until before dawn, I still could not close my eyes. The message I sent was two blue ticks. Brother Zian's mark has read my message. He typed in a reply.

[Why ask like that, Dek? We're almost married. Never doubt my sincerity]

I smiled and typed in a reply.

[If my stomach is not slim, Brother Zian is not ilfil, right?]

Brother Zian sent a reply, the three emoticons laughed and a sentence that relieved me.

[😂😂😂 Want your belly slim or fat, I'll still marry you, Dek]

[Sister Zian bucin, deh. I'm upset because my stomach is getting fat, brother] I reply.

[Fat over eating, huh? No problems. I'm sticking with you😍😁]

Doubt to tell Brother Zian that my stomach is fat drastically. Not because of eating. I ended the chat so that Brother Zian did not think.

[Passionate, Brother. See you at ijab kabul]

[Ready, Deck]

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"God, you are so beautiful." Naya looked at me in amazement. I just smiled at the reflection in the mirror.

My face is finished, also has been wearing a pink dress with matching color hijab decorated with accessories and a small crown on the head.

"Your mother even without makeup is beautiful, let alone this kind of makeup," said the mbak MUA while tidying up my hijab.

I smiled, my face was getting more beautiful after making up.

However, when my hand held my stomach, the smile on my lips disappeared. I returned to my mind, especially .. My dress arrived at an impromptu permak in the stomach so it can fit. Pretty embarrassing, 'cause I'm afraid I'm gonna get pregnant first.

"Your future husband's family is here, son. Let's go to the living room." Mama entered my room to tell Brother Zian and the family has arrived.

"Yeah, Ma ...." I wave. Imagine soon to be sister Zian's wife.

"Don't groggy dong, Ma'am." Naya teased me making me blush in shame.

We welcome Kak Zian's family with great joy. I stole a glance towards Brother Zian who looked handsome in a black suit.

"Mbak is lucky to get a man as good and handsome as Kak Zian," whispered Naya. I immediately lowered my head while stepping slowly, led by Naya to follow the procession of kabul ijab that will be implemented soon.

Sitting next to Kak Zian who is ready to say kabul in front of the penghulu. Papa is also ready to be my marriage guardian.

The event immediately began with a word of welcome and continued ijab kabul. Brother Zian said kabul ijab in one breath smoothly, tears shed from both eyes. Tears and happy.

The word "Sah" signifies that I am officially the wife of Kak Zian, the older brother of Mas Raka. Tears are pouring down my cheeks.

Everyone in the living room said hamdalah.

Brother Zian faced towards me while extending his right hand, I greeted and kissed my husband's hand.

Brother Zian wiped my tears, he touched my crown, recited prayers for the newlyweds and blew slowly.

The event continued with a prayer together.

I held onto a stomach that suddenly seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles. Trying to endure the pain by biting my lower lip.

I wasn't strong, and started hissing slowly. Brother Zian turned his head after the prayer ceremony was over.

My family and Kak Zian's family who were present began to stand, the next event will be a photo session.

"Why, Deck?"

"My stomach hurts, brother. It hurts ...," I grimaced grimacing and started crying softly.

"No, it hurts a lot. Like a needle pricked."

"Astagfirullah. Let's rest in the room." Brother Zian stretched out his hand to invite me in.

To stand up, I can't. My hands and feet started to get ice cold, while my stomach hurt more and more. I am not ashamed to cry making those present at this event look at me.

"I went to my room, yeah. " Sister Zian held me in his arms, his face showing concern.

Some relatives approached and asked. Brother Zian replied with a worried tone. Panicked faces were on me.

No exception Papa and My Mom, seeing me being carried in by Brother Zian, he then followed to the room. Naya also walked quickly behind Kak Zian.

"Aduuuh .. sakiiit, sakiiit ...." I pounded when I got to the bed, my bed decorated with rose petals was instantly warped because I was like a hot worm.

Brother Zian helped Naya open my dress, then wrapped my stomach in eucalyptus oil.

This was no ordinary stomach ache, it might have something to do with my suddenly enlarged stomach. Eucalyptus oil does not work at all. I was in more pain and started screaming.

"We're going to the hospital" Zian said. Mama helped put on loose clothes and instant shirt hijab after MUA opened the hijab I was wearing during the kabul hijab event.

Brother Zian is not thinking about changing clothes. He carried me to the car still wearing a suit.

"Sakiit .. sakiiit ...." I screamed.

"Silence, Deck ...." Brother Zian held tightly to my hand after getting into the car. My parents and my mother-in-law went to the hospital. The show got interrupted because I was in pain.

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After the doctor checked, and my stomach was done on the X-ray. No disease was detected.

The doctor said there was no problem in my stomach, nor in any other organs. Bizarrely. I still scream in pain. Then what disease is this?

Only after taking painkillers did my stomach get a little light. Feeling tired so much, making me weak.

My family was waiting outside when I was transferred to the inpatient room. It's just me and Brother Zian in this room. He still held my hand, looking at me pityingly.

"Hopefully recover quickly, yes ...." Brother Zian kissed my old forehead. There was a sense of calm that momentarily flowed in my race room.

"Nr ...."

"Hm?" Brother Zian looked at me. His face was very close, his warm breath hitting my face.

"I'm sorry" I said as I touched her thinly-mined cheek.

Brother Zian raised his eyebrows. "Sorry ...?" ask Brother Zian.

"Yes, I'm sorry, our first night is not in the ornate bridal room, but instead we will spend the night in the hospital. Brother Zian isn't disappointed in me, is he?" ask me while stroking his left cheek.

Brother Zian smiled. "I'm not disappointed, Dek. Hope you recover soon yes, and we can the first night. Taped later yes."

"Want!" I was amused by Brother Zian's joke. Especially when Brother Zian kissed me again. Feels good in the heart. "Sister, why kiss her on the forehead?"

Brother Zian took off his kiss on my forehead. He squinted his eyes, "Then would he like to be kissed what?"

I chuckled looking at Brother Zian's face right in front of my face. Both of his eyes turned to look at my lips. I put my lips together. "This part,” show me.

Brother Zian laughed softly as well. "Yes, I close my eyes first."

Brother Zian closed his eyes and tilted his head, his lips also raised. His funny expression made me laugh again. I know Brother Zian wants to comfort me.

Not until Brother Zian's lips on my lips, my stomach again hurts like being pricked needles, even now it hurts more ....

"Sakiit, Brother. Sakiitts ...."

"Aren't you sick yet?" Brother Zian opened his eyes. He probably thought I was marking it like I just was.

"My stomach hurts again, brother. Sakiiit, more sakiiiit ...." I groaned, my two feet kicking.

Brother Zian widened his two eyes. "Astagfirullah. I'll call the doctor ...."

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