Butterfly Cocoon

Chapter 30

The clock shows at nine in the morning, Ransi is still struggling with her beautiful dreams and leaves a map drawn on the pillow sourced from her illusions. Ara and Sarrah were getting ready to go somewhere special.

"Ransion up!" sarrah shouted while shaking Ransi's body.

"Huam. what the hell is a disturbance, usually I wake up at 11 on holidays," said Ransi while yawning.

"We have to go somewhere, hunt for a bath and get ready everything is waiting." Sarrah pulls Ransi's hand towards the bathroom.

Ransi said, "Where is this one going? What do you mean? I don't get it."

"Bandah! I'll explain later." Sarrah pushed Ransi's body into the bathroom and closed the door.

Ara who had just returned from the boutique went straight into the room, after Sarrah who went inside. On a very important day both prepare everything that Ransi needs. Clothing, make up, and henna.

"Why can this henna be brightly colored in a few minutes?" asked Ara by holding a henna with a Halal logo.

"Of course you can, because you buy this henna online imported from India, within a few minutes will produce maximum results. Jandi you don't be sad don't worry" explained Sarrah enthusiastically.

"Hehehe. Best of all, Sarrah."

"Clearly dong Sarrah is that."

"You think this room is a place of association.Who wants to marry? Why is there a bridal kebaya in my room?" Ransi was confused when she entered the room to be greeted with a wedding dress located on her bed along with songket.

"By the way," Sarrah said while forcibly sitting Ransi.

"What the fuck Rah, why was I forced to sit in a dressing chair."

"Eh, what else is this, why is the brother of henna," continued Ransi shocked when Ara put henna on her feet while Sarrah put henna on both hands Ransi.

"Don't move a lot later the results are not the same," cetus Ara.

Ransi Semkin does not understand what Sarrah and Ara are doing at this time.

"Ran, today Zayan will justify you."

Duarrr..

Could someone have put a bomb in the Venus aisle.

"Sister will soon be betrothed by bang Zayan."

Duarrrr..

For the second time the explosion seemed to bomb Ransi's body.

"Deflecting? Winnow? Zayan?" Ransi doesn't understand anymore.

"Ustadzah Fatmah, ustadz Ibrahim, Furqon, the ruler and the witnesses are waiting at the Nur Venus Mosque we have to hurry there. I hope you can be happy with your love Ran, now you have a lot of changes, of course, the more trials that will hit you when the word hijrah is firmly established in the heart." Sarrah hugged Ransi's body with tears, Ara hugged her brother tightly.

It is true that Ransi has undergone many changes. She works in a restaurant, covering her aura, cursing her headscarf and long clothes. All because of Zayan? Of course not, it has often crossed Ransi's mind to migrate and change himself but he does not know when exactly and lately Ransi has managed to establish a heart to get closer to knowing the Creator.

That night Ransi wept bitterly before the body of Fatmah recounting her sin in the past, a sin that still looms in her memory.

"Fa biayyi alai rabbikuma tukazziban. Which favor of your Lord do you deny?" when he heard the Fatmah Ustad reciting the verse along with its meaning, Ransi was crying more and more. For him the sins he committed were unforgivable and forgivable. Ustadzah Fatmah hugging Ransi's body gave a place for her tears to break.

"It is never too late to emigrate, do it all out of the will and sincerity of your heart Ransi. Insha'allah, you will find complete happiness."

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Ransi entered the mosque with Sarrah and Ara. We see ustadzah Fatmah, ustadz Ibrahim, Furqon and several other people sitting while facing towards the ruler.

Ransi sat next to Zayan who was wearing a black suit with a peci on his fist. Real or not he wants to stop the time right now and look at Zayan with a long time.

"In a moment, sir" stop Ransi.

Zayan stared at him with one eyebrow frowning at why Ransi was delaying the kabul he was about to say.

"Bang Zayan, I want to talk to you, we can go out for a minute."

Zayan nodded and stood up, while the others gave the two time to talk.

How could Ransi continue the marriage, she was a despicable and dirty woman who always dreamed of having love and now the dream was real. "I can't continue that dream because a woman like me doesn't deserve to be with a straight man like bang Zayan," Ransi's inner self.

"Bang Zayan, I can't continue this marriage." Seen once Zayan's face was disappointed with Ransi's words.

"What's your excuse, Ran?"

The question that shouldn't have come out of Zayan's mouth, what's your reason what kind of stupid question it is.

"Because I don't deserve to be your life partner, Bang" and what kind of answer comes out of Ransi's mouth.

"Then who do you think deserves to be my old friend?"

Ransi looked at Zayan with a hard-to-understand look.

"I do love you Bang, but I realize that brother never put his heart on me."

"Before you put a brown wooden bracelet on my hand, Zayan Hidayatullah loved you" Zayan said.

"How can you love a 7-year-old?" Well at that time Ransi was in the third grade of Elementary School while Zayan was already 15 years old.

"That's love. It's hard to guess, it flows by itself, it can't be expressed by words. All this time I wasn't looking for you Ran because I was busy turning myself into a priest who would lead my wife one step closer to the door of heaven."

Ransi's tears slowly trickled down hearing Zayan's words so deeply.

"I'm so dirty and don't deserve to be your wife."

"If you're dirty I'll clean you up with good manners."

"I'm a hina."

"If you feel contemptible, I will teach you how to repent in the way of Allah Subhanahu Wa Taala."

What should Ransi do other than cry bitterly in front of someone she loves.

"My lips are often felt by the men out there."

"I will guide you to read the Quran, that your lips may forget that taste and be swept away into the Surahs contained in the Quran."

"My body is meaningless, this body is often touched and explored by many men."

"Close your aurat more deeply so that you feel safe and comfortable to migrate."

"With all that, Zayan can still make me a wife.

"of course. I love you because Allah Subhanahu Wa Taala. Dirty body, despicable, whatever it is I don't care because I believe that you are born an angel in my life. Regarding your past, not one bit makes me think that you are a despicable woman, well you are still Ransi and will forever remain like that," said the words that Zayan made Ransi stunned.

Ransi looked deeper and deeper at Zayan. "He's human or.or.I don't know if I can say anymore. Men like bang Zayan are very step up in this world," he cried inwardly.

"But how soon are we getting married?" ask Ransi to convince.

"Good things should not be delayed especially when it comes to marriage. Don't think about anything but our wedding today. Stop crying, please, for now I can't use my hands to wipe your tears but you can continue your crying when the witnesses say Valid because then we've become a halal partner and I'll wipe your tears as clean as possible until the cry no longer looks wet your cheeks," Zayan's answer makes Ransi happy, eager for the woman who is capable of dancing along the passage of Venus evaporate the happiness that is embedded in her heart.