Forever Love

Marriage Tax

After performing the dawn prayer, Qania rushed to Elin's house. His best friend had been waiting for him at home and had sent hundreds of messages on Qania's mobile phone. Qania could only sigh with the behavior of the friend. Fortunately their house was facing each other, otherwise Qania would have passed the cold of dawn to head to Elin's house.

Qania passed by her son, sister and Papa who had just returned from the mosque. Then Qania went to Elin's house. Arqasa said he would go back to sleep.

In front of the house Elin was so many people passing by with their respective busyness. Qania returned their greetings and while walking towards Elin's room.

Tokk .. tokk .

“Log.” Elin came from within.

Qania opened the door and immediately smiled sweetly at the bride-to-be who was currently just starting her grooming process. Elin rolled her eyeballs in disgust as soon as Qania walked over to her. While Qania, he only chuckles at Elin who is upset with him. Qania knew that and he was more than happy to judge his best friend.

“Mbak, please make up this friend of mine with very amazing makeup. Make her the most beautiful girl of the day. I want every pair of eyes that see it to be amazed. Can you, Ma'am,” pinta Qania while staring at the reflection of Elin's face in the mirror.

“Could have been Mbak, just leave it to me,” he replied with confidence.

Elin smiled shyly, inwardly she was very happy to hear Qania's request.

“I stay first yes. Later if I come you already have to be beautiful like Cinderella,” said Qania blinked one eye.

“Where to ih?” intercept Elin.

“I want to help. I'm bored if I have to wait for you in make up,” replied Qania.

“But you still owe me an explanation Qan,” whine Elin.

“Yes I can't explain it to you when you're in the dress up. Ntar Mbaknya hassles when you keep raving while he is working. Your makeup will be ugly if you hear my story. Not beautiful anymore. Ntar Yoga went into your room instead ngakuin you as his wife,” ledek Qania.

“Ngeles, keep looking for reasons Qan,” Elin quipped.

“Hahaha, bye my dear,” said Qania immediately came out of Elin's room before the friend got even more upset with her.

Elin snorted in annoyance. The door was closed again and the stonework began to apply Elin's makeup.

In the kitchen, Qania was chatting with the neighbors and Elin's family who were busy preparing food for the event. Occasionally there was laughter from mothers including Mama Qania when the complex mothers told stories.

“Colombus again we are today,” said bu Nia.

“Yes, we are indeed a group of mothers of packers, hihihi,” said Bu Anti.

“True. I have also marked that food,” timpal Bi Eti.

“Which Mami Ar is it, let Mommy colombusin?” ask Mrs Anti.

“I would if I could all be Ma'am. I want to eat because,” replied Qania.

“Wah pretty-beautiful doyan eat but not fat too ya Qan,” said Bu Nia.

“I don't believe that Mami Arqasa is eating,” said Bu Anti.

“Mothers who do not know that non Qania is breakfast two plates. Lunch is also added. Afternoon snacking and dinner was added Bu,” said Mama Alisha.

“Times anyway Bu?” ask Miss Anti not to believe it.

“Ask by Qania,” replied Mama Alisha.

At once the mothers who were there looked at Qania questioningly.

“I did eat a lot Mom. His body is not fat. If you do not believe I can stay at the house of mothers a day aja, make proof,” joke Qania.

“Bby dong. I will provide a lot of food if Mami Ar wants to stay at home,” said Bu Nia.

“Can be set Bu,” sahut Qania.

They laughed together while preparing their meals. Ms. Nia is the chef of their complex trust since she has been here and there invited to become a cook whenever there is a celebration. His house was not too far away, next to the house of his Grandma Tosan.

 

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“I received the marriage and marriage of Felin Renanda bint Dafa Lesmana with the dowry paid in cash.”

“How are the witnesses legitimate?” ask penghulu.

“Saahhhh.”

The answer of the witnesses was followed by the cries of the guests who had listened to the procession of the ijab qabul.

His friend who used to always break up was finally anchored his heart to Prayoga who he had always avoided and who did not know the shame to continue to beat him and finally they were paired as well. I found my soul mate at the KKN location is the right title for the story of Elin and Yoga, thought Qania.

“Congratulations Lin, is already a legal wife of people,” said Qania after she wiped her tears and put on her best smile.

“Thank you Qan, I didn't even expect him to be my soul mate,” isak Elin. Can Qania see those eyes glazed over.

“No, don't cry on this happy day baby,” said Qania while rubbing Elin's shoulder.

“Congratulations Yes Dek, finally you married the same Yoga,” said Kak Syifa who also accompanied Elin in the room.

“Thank you Brother,” said Elin.

Shortly after the door opened, Mama Elin came and hugged her only daughter.

“Happy Son, now you are legal to be the wife of people. Mama and Papa's work is done. You are the responsibility of Yoga. Remember, must be a wife yes,” said Mama Tiara, Mama Elin while hugging her daughter.

Elin sobbed, she just felt that getting married was also a farewell. He will be separated from his parents and will build his own home.

There was an MC voice saying that the groom would enter the room to carry out the abortment procession.

Soon Prayoga, penghulu and photographer came. As per tradition, if the groom can get permission to enter the bride's room, then he must throw money from the ventilation that is on the door. Qania, who was sad because she remembered her marriage that was not attended by her parents, became excited to guard the door.

“No entry if you have not yet laid a snack ya Yog,” shouted Qania who was leaning against the wall of the door. Elin, Syifa and Mama Tiara chuckled at Qania. Soon Syifa and her cousin Elin joined Qania.

“Yog Tax, tax,” Further Qania.

“Qan, you are already rich, you are still asking for taxes from me,” complained Yoga while reaching into his pants pocket.

“Different story tuh. I threw, than I did not open,” cried Qania.

Yoga sighed then he threw the money from behind the vent. Qania, Elin's cousin and Syifa's sister fought over the money. Though only a fraction of a thousand coins and the largest is only one hundred pieces of money and one sheet of fifty thousand. The rest is coins. The three were so excited to collect the money that Elin and her mother laughed.

“Udah can enter yet? Or is the tax still less?” tanya Yoga was getting upset.

Qania laughed then he opened the door for Yoga and his entourage, “Please,”.

The procession of abrogation of ablution has also been carried out followed by the signing of the marriage book. The newlyweds were led to the pelaminan.

The wedding ceremony was quite lively. Qania repeatedly took photos with the bride and groom. Arqasa who had been waiting for him while sitting in the guest chair continued to sing his lips. He was tired of taking pictures a few times and now his mother is still not satisfied as well.

“Mami, Mommy. Ar was so sleepy,” lamented when the Mami had walked towards him and Qania just laughed.

“Yuk came home dear,” take Qania with him while extending his hand. Although lazy, Arqasa also welcomed the hand of the beautiful woman he called Mami.

“Mami ih shy. Only Mami knew the frenzied photos above earlier,” said Arqasa as they entered their home page. “Ih Downin Ar, Mi. Ar already big, Mi weight,” complained when Qania without cue directly carrying it.

“Biarin aja, Mami want to be satisfied carrying Ar until Mami already can not make a sling Ar,” said Qania. He had a little trouble climbing the stairs.

“Hmm, it's up to Mami. But remember, later tonight do not kayak photos last again,” Arqasa remembrance.

“You don't know, baby, the photos are exciting. Ntar if you are already big and your friend married you will surely be excited also like Mami,” said Qania.

“Ngak. Except ...”

“Except what?” qania asked curiously because she saw Arqasa's face full of twinkle. “Honey please open the door,” pinta Qania and Arqasa also opened the door and immediately opened by his son.

“Except on the wedding day of Mami and Om Tristan,” replied Arqasa then buried his head on Qania's shoulder. Sontak Qania glared at his eyes.

“Hmm, it's up to Ar. Mami just wants you to be happy,” said Qania then dropped her child on the sofa.

“Not only Ar, but Mami should also be happy,” said Arqasa.

Qania who was crouching while opening Arqasa's shoes looked up, her lips twisting with a smile. “Mommy's happiness is when Mami sees Ar happy. Whatever Mami will do for Ar is happy because it is the source of Mami's happiness,” said Qania.

Arqasa leaned over hugging his Mami. He is very happy to have Qania as his single parent. “Still Mi. Mami the best,” said Arqasa.

Qania reciprocated the warm embrace, “Dan Ar is the most beautiful for Mami,” timpal Qania. “Yes, yuk bobo,” invite Qania then hold Arqasa's hand to the bed.

Qania hugged Arqasa to put him to sleep. Ar really likes when going to sleep his back on elus or stabbed. Qania kissed the top of Ar's head when he saw his son was asleep.

“You won Tristan. You managed to snatch me through my weakness. Very smart,” muttered Qania while looking at her phone that was displaying a message from Tristan.

Hey, you would-be mum, I miss you