Gita Dusk Geetruida

Mulligroup

Early in the morning the new house, Agastya and Aya's residence looks crowded. Tents and tables for guests to enjoy the dishes have been prepared by the neighbors since the afternoon.

"Yes, you dance, other affairs already there are cleaning up," exclaimed mama Alif. "Hey, you too Aga, get ready. Today you are king and queen for a day. Don't get tired" said Mama Alif to the man who went back and forth in the yard around.

Aya and her husband rushed into their house, there were ready some people who would dress Aya.

"Lho, should I dance, brother?" Ask Aya to Mama Alif.

"Well, you have to look your best to receive your guests on this special day. In addition to the new home thanksgiving event today is also an affirmation, let's know that Aga who was once the target of girls knows that he already has a wife," said Mama Alif with a happy hue.

"Oh, is there anyone who does cravings too?" Ask Aya.

"It is, not only the girls but also the parents, several times came to me and his brother Alif, conveying the intention of making Aga a son-in-law."

"Wow, the question .. indeed I did not choose wrong turns out, hehe."

"Well, it's done. Kak Aya who is beautiful becomes more shining," praise the makeup artist who was busy polishing Aya's face. After dressing up, the makeup artist then helped Aya put on her clothes.

"Perfect, my wife is beautiful" Agastya could not hide her happiness. Cup he put a kiss on his wife's forehead.

"Thank you, mas. Mas is also very handsome, matching me," Aya replied shyly.

"Let's go ahead, we should greet the guests and convey a word to those who come on our happy day," Agastya asked as she thrust her arm to be held by Aya.

"Hey, just a second. Before you meet the guests and sweat, let's take a photo first," prevent mama Alif who then gave a code to the photographer to immediately capture the happy moments of Aya and Agastya.

Of course Aga and Aya immediately follow the direction of mama Alif and the photographer.

"Smiling, yes. Hold."

Czech, chekrek, cekrek.

That's roughly how the camera shots after the cliches were washed. Sweet and cute, they are.

With a sunringah face, Agastya and Aya stood on the porch of her house while holding hands, greeting the guests.

"Assalamu Warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." Agastya started her welcome. "Mothers, mothers, brothers and sisters whom we honor. First of all we offer our deepest thanksgiving to the Divine presence of the Rabbi who has given us His grace, taufiq and guidance, especially to our families, so that at this time we can gather in our house in the event of tasyakuran as well as our introduction, especially my wife Aya, who just arrived to this city some time ago. As a new person in this neighborhood, it is appropriate that we ask for do'a blessing and be given instructions and advice on things that we need to know, so that we can live side by side and neighbors well, make a partnership with the people here. Fathers, mothers, brothers and sisters whom we respect, do not forget us, we apologize profusely if there are things that are not-wanted in the heart of the good brother's place, banquets or honors that are less pleasing to the heart. Once again we and our family expressed their gratitude for his presence and apologized for all the mistakes and more or less. Wassalamu’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." Agastya's welcome immediately received applause from the guests.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that guests who come do not just congratulate, because they also bring gifts and even some people give envelopes that are given when shaking hands.

"Well, really kayaking in the confines of a married person yes, mas," Aya whispered to her husband.

"Just accept it. It is a form of togetherness, because they are happy for our happiness. This time it's time we are given, another time we have to give too" Agastya replied.

"Yes, mas. So remember first when we were invited to move to Jakarta with tuan takeshi there was also a meal, thanksgiving occupy a new house as well as the celebration of our marriage contract. But ... At that time no one gave us gifts and envelopes like this."

"Eish, it's because Mr. Takeshi takes care of everything, even we get married thanks to him. Well, if here the habits are different. We who are immigrants, of course, have to adjust the culture and prevalence wherever we are."

"Oh yes, my papi also once told Clay to follow Joseph bang on duty. We must try to accept and adapt to a new place. We must respect local customs, do not bring old habits that may be contrary to our new environment and can be bad for us," he added.

"That's right, honey. The worship is 'where the earth is in incandescence, where the sky is held up'"

"True mas, mami also said the term to complement the word papi."

"Hehe, it's ah. We even talk to ourselves. Tuh see, our guests are still many who want to shake hands with," Agastya gently nudged his wife's arm.

"Congratulations on her new home bang Aga and sister Aya. The wedding too, may sakinah, mawadah, and wa rahmah" guests said as they approached the happy couple.

"God willing. Thank you, thank you for coming and thank you for your prayers" Aga and Aya said to the guests.

***

"Really relieved, the show went well" Zain said as the neighbors and friends they invited returned to their homes.

"Yes Zain, it's thanks to you. If there are no you then none of this will be accomplished" Agastya said.

"It is not because we are Ga, but because of the mercy of Allah" Zain said.

"Yes, thank God. Thank God, Allah," said Agastya again.

True, Agastya and Aya should indeed be grateful for the blessings that God has given because it has been given the ease of having a new home without having to hitch a ride on others again.

Not to mention that they had been through a great trial in their marriage, now they should be proud of their good and the participation of God for them.

Hopefully they can stay together. Will they continue to be happy? Anyone knows, as long as the earth is spinning and the heart is still beating, no one can escape the problems and struggles of life. In the future, they would face even more severe trials, what was it? Follow the story of Aya and Aga.