Certified Old Virgin

Ijab kabul

With the doctor's permission, I was finally allowed to marry next to my mother. It was after going through a series of stages and questions by doctors. The situation is currently precarious and therefore approved.

At the moment I only wear ordinary clothes, Edo was only wearing a shirt and skullcap. Sednag dowry, enough rings and some money. Edo said he didn't have time to look for tools or other jewelry.

It feels strange, I who always make a festive party, the happy atmosphere when the bride and groom get married in a novel, now even feel the opposite. I am sad to be married to this situation. No dress, no makeup and no joy.

At this time, Edo and Ijab qabul. We were married by a penghulu who served in KUA near the house. Her predecessor also became my guardian because I was an orphan. Fortunately he wanted to and we were asked to have to finish the related documents immediately after this ijab was passed.

"Where are the witnesses, legitimate?" ask penghulu.

My doctor and my sisters, and Edo's mother said it was legal in unison. It means I'm legitimately a wife of Edo, the guy next door. In this instant, right now, the predicate of the spinster I threw down.

"I promise to be a good husband, thank you for believing in me, Dis," Edo whispered shortly after pecking at the top of my head. Then tears also seeped. I never thought I could finally marry him when I never dreamed, never imagined that I would marry him. The idea of marrying her just came to pass.

After I thought Edo was the person I was looking for, he was the one who was always there when I needed to be. He also always comforts me when I am dizzy and sad. About Irka, it seems we're done, our story is just the past.

I approached Mom when everyone was out. I approached him and saw him for a long time. The aging face that always nagged me if there was one thing that was bothering me, was now asleep.

This guy used to be, the guy I call Mom used to nag. He said that's what Mom's for. Mother without nagging is not mother. Now the guy's asleep.

"Mother." I held my mother's hand and kissed her.

"I'm married, Mom. I'm not single anymore, now I have a husband. I'm not gonna be a spinster anymore." I wiped the tears, then took a deep breath. Tight, but I tried to hold on.

I kissed Mom's hand again and showed her the ring. "Emak see? Edo give me a nice ring, Mom. I married her to him. He said he liked me a long time ago. You agree that I'm with Edo?"

Silence, Mak is not upset and it makes me sick. Tight, engap.

There is still no lawfulness.

I held Mom's cheek. "So, Mom, wake up, yeah, don't sleep mute. You don't want to see me in a wedding dress? Do not want greetings with guests then itung money envelope? Wake up, yq, Mak. Not gini. If you don't wake up, I won't talk to Mom. I'm cramming."

After saying that I bowed. Unable. Tears are seeping more and more than seconds.

I miss Mom. I want Mom to be healthy. Wanted to hear him nag.

"Sister Girl."

Lecture back and find my two sisters approaching.

"Emak must be healthy" said Lulu, whom I comforted.

I looked at Mom and saw her eyes spewing out water, and then shortly thereafter the sound of a heart detector sounded.

"Emak, Brother, Mother!" lulu Exclamation. Panicked. I also held my mother's hand. Calling her. She attacked my mother many times.

Not long after that I went to the doctor. My brother and I were told to keep our distance.

In front of my eyes I saw everything and felt uncertain. Mixed feeling. Sad and afraid when you see your mother given a heart shock device. The tension increased over time until all the doctors saw us with their eyes.

My brother and I broke out that way.

Oh my God, is this fast?