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Chapter XXXII (Nurul Athiyah)

I went back down the streets of Martapura to Banjarbaru to find work. On the way, my eyeball caught a familiar figure entering the cafe for a year more abandoned.

"Rafly's Knock. So here's the hideout."

I stopped the motor. Then sneak into this abandoned cafe. When inside, how surprised I was was Mama and her brother Naura too. Why them?

Curious about what they were talking about, I hid behind a wall to eavesdrop.

"May our plan succeed."

I dare to appear in front of them. "What plan?" many wonder.

Mama Naura approached me. Then he explained everything. My heart was instantly plong. It turns out that what Raffly did was Naura's parents' scenario for Naura to get better.

...*** ...

At the time of his exclamation to Naura, suddenly my mama called. Asking me to go home quickly.

"Sorry, ulun (me) must be bulik sursuratulu. Mama called me soon bulik (home)."

"Loh, what's up?" Naura's mother looks worried.

"You know what it is." (Not knowing either)

"If there's anything right away habari lah."

I got out of this place and took the bike. Deliberately a bit speeding let it arrive quickly. You wonder why Mama told me to go home quickly? Worried something bad happened at home.

When I got home, I was surprised by the many people in the living room.

Mom stood outside the door. "Finally Ikam bulik jua (you go home too). Zaini's family has been waiting for a long time."

"Why are they here?"

"Kok beapa (woven)? Yeah, proposed ikam (you) instead."

The deg!

What dream last night so today is proposed. This heart is getting faster. Happy, afraid, haru, worried about being one. Is this what it feels like to be proposed?

Slowly entering the house.

"Well, since Ananda Nurul Athiyahan has come, I as his father Zaini want to express good intentions." His father's gaze was directed toward Zaini. "Zaini, let ikam only directly convey this goodwill."

Zaini stood up and walked towards me. He knelt down while taking out the ring box. "Nurul Athiyah, will ikam (you) marry me?"

He opened the ring box. It turns out there are two. One gold. The other is silver. "If I take my application wear a gold ring, but if I refuse to wear a silver ring."

I felt as if I was breathless hearing that sentence. The most beautiful words in all of life.

"An honor and happiness of my son was proposed by Zaini, a good and virtuous man. However, the decision remains in the hands of our son, Athiyah," replied my brother.

My parents looked at me anxiously waiting for my answer. My heart is pounding. Without feeling the hands tremble. I took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. 

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, God willing I accepted Kak Zaini's proposal."

"Alhamdulillah."

The whole family was happy to accept my decision.

***

After the return of the entire Zaini family, Naura appears on the terrace.

"What was the rame-rame in your house? Keep going home first? I'm worried about knowing."

I hugged Naura tightly. "Naura, I'm proposed to Zaini. I swear, I didn't expect it this fast."

"Cieee .. the seapa (dare) again married."

"Come and marry Chef Agus. You guys fit. If united, I imagine how big your culinary business is. Fix, I'm escorting you to halal, netijen jar."

Naura smile. "Ih, what the hell. Ikam (you) first. I'm sincere."

*** 

While waiting for Naura to come out, I went for a walk to see the collection of clothes in this boutique. Who knows if there's anything suitable for me to wear to the wedding reception with Zaini.

After tired of the muters, suddenly …

"Where? Beautiful isn't?"

I turned my body. My eyes did not blink. I looked up and down to make sure Naura or not.

"God is a beautiful angel in front of me. I'm Naura, right?"

"No. Ria Ricis."

"It turns out actually said Siti, Ikam abis in Chef Agus' room. But how can you tell me?"

"Let's surprise. How do I fit in this dress?"

"Right match. Sure you want a hijab?"

"God willing. I feel ashamed of God. HE is very good still cover the disgrace that I did to Mas Agus, time to carry out his orders close aurat aja I reluctant?"

"God's Masya. Naura finally got her guidance."

"Doain aja Istiqamah hijrah to his path."

The way to find someone's direction is different. Naura one of the hijrah people found guidance through love. I hope he is Istiqamah until anytime.

***

The shadow in the mirror reflects a beautiful face with a traditional Banjar wedding kebaya. I'm alone pangling, I can be this pretty. Yes, this heart is my wedding day with Zaini.

Suddenly Naura entered the room.

"Geez, the flower (beautiful) is the newlywed."

I blushed in shame at Naura's praise. "It could be, pian (you). Ulun sebungas (i am as pretty) this thanks to the bridal makeup advice from the pian. Bay the way, pian wahayapa (when did you) follow ijab qobul?"

Naura knitted her index finger against her forehead. Seemed hard again thinking. "Hmmm .. when? Somewhen. Haha."

"Can't do that. It was proposed. Not intentionally lamain ijab qobulnya."

"There is a date. Just keep it a secret first let's surprise."

"So, I love playing with secrets."

"Oiii .. Zaini's party against the ruler has arrived. Lajui came out," said Mama who was at the door.

Because the danger is super tight, I have trouble standing. Fortunately, there was Naura who helped. He also accompanied me to the room ijab qobul.

Before ijab qobul, the pengulu gave a short talk on marriage. The ruler also asked us if we were ready to sail the household ark under any conditions? We answered, 'yes, ready.'

"Bismil was born Rahmanirrahim, I married you Zaini bin Syafullah with Nurul Athiyah bint Zainuddin with a dowry of five grams of gold and cash of twenty-five million rupiah as well as a set of instruments of prayer paid in cash."

The deg!

I deg-degan. Afraid that Zaini might mispronounce my name or my brother's name.

"I received the marriage and marriage of Nurul Athiyah bint Zainuddin with a dowry of five grams of gold and cash of twenty-five million rupiah as well as a set of instruments of prayer paid in cash."

"Where's witness? Right?"

"SAH," said the witnesses.

Thank God, all is well. After the qobul ijab, we were led to the pelaminan. However, before sitting down we asked the MC to throw a bridal flower picket first.

"Ready yeah. 1 ... 2 .. ti ..."

On the count of three, I threw a bouquet of bridal flowers. And it turns out that the ones who received the flowers were Naura and Chef Agus.

Since Naura's birthday, she has been getting closer to Chef Agus. I pray that they are partners. If they are true matchmakers, they will become unparalleled culinary entrepreneurs.

How happy I am today. I hope, my happiness is the beginning of happiness for Naura as well.