Hanifa For Devan

Halal Couple

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. I accepted the marriage and marriage of Hanifa Salma Khadijah bint Mustofa with a set of prayer tools and mascawin 45 grams paid in cash" he said with a single breath.

“How are the witnesses?"

"Huh?"

“Sah!" answer all those who are in that simple, sacred room in unison.

The bride's prayer was also chanted. Made Hanifa's eyes, Dr. Arif and uminya wet perfectly. He never thought his life would be like this. Getting married at a young age is not part of the life plan he has created.

However, his heart was happy because his ambition to become a great woman like the mother of Khadijah would soon be realized. Her struggle to become a righteous woman is in sight.

“Please put on the ring, and sign the wedding letter," said pak penghulu.

An already graceful young woman with a golden white robe handed a heart-shaped red color box to the man in front of her. Quickly the man took it. He then pulled out a beautiful white diamond ring and immediately put it on Hanifa's ring finger.

Hanifa wiped the rest of her tears with a tissue, then looked at the man who was smiling at her. With a still-unfortunate feeling, Hanifa took the man's hand and kissed him.

One other hand of the man recited a prayer over the crown of Hanifa. There was a sense of whooshing in his heart when the man softly kissed his forehead.

After the agreement was completed, pak penghulu and several officers from KUA said back home. Hanifa who was still in her umminya embrace was crying again. Either sad because he had to part with his umminya or happy because now he will be like umminya.

“Already dong, don't cry anymore. Later the beauty is reduced, you know," joked ummi Fatimah rubbed her daughter's cheeks gently.

“Now Ummi's son is married. Ifa has a responsibility. Ummi taught Ifa how to be a righteous woman, right?"

Hanifa nodded. “From now on, Hanifa's paradise has moved to your husband, dear. Your husband is heaven and hell ifa. Respect your husband Ifa as ifa respects your parents, love him more than you do. Never hurt her heart in any way. Ifa has to be a great, devoted woman, yeah."

Hanifa who was still drowning her face in her ummanya embrace only nodded. “Ummi, thank you for taking care of Ifa from childhood until now. Thank you for everything. Although Ifa is not Ummi's biological child, Ummi loves Ifa like Ummi's own daughter."

Umm Fatimah rubbed her daughter's cheek gently. “Honey, you are Ummi's favorite daughter until anytime. Whatever Ummi will do for you son. Now Ifa's focus is on Ifa's life, same focus on Ifa's household, yeah."

After removing her official embrace, Hanifa now switched to hugging her father. “Congratulations on your wedding, Son. Her favorite father is married, yes. My little daughter is a grown up."

"Thank you, Dad, you've been a great father to Hanifa."

Doctor Arif nodded and looked at his daughter's shady face. Equally dear. "Now Ifa has to be happy, okay?" he said and got a nod from the princess.

“Congratulations on your marriage." It was Jihan's turn to congratulate him.

Hanifa smiled. "Thank you, sister," he replied and immediately hugged the woman.

After all the series of events that afternoon was finished, ummi Fatimah and several other families decided to go home. "Darling, Ummi came home first. Tomorrow Ummi is here again. Now you accompany Devan yes, take care of him.”

Hanifa nodded. "Sure, Umm."

Turning from his daughter's face, now the eyes of Ummi Fatimah have been staring fixedly at the man who had just taken responsibility for his daughter.

“Nak Devan, Ummi sorry can't stay tonight. But Ummi promised, tomorrow Ummi is here again. Please take care of Ummi's daughter, yes" Fatimah's ummi advice to her son-in-law.

The advised also smile while kissing the back of the hand of the woman who has now become a mother for him. "Ummi can count on me."

Umm Fatimah stroked Devan's shoulder with gentleness. "Guard your health, son. You must be healed. You guys should be happy. Ummi was sure that Allah would grant healing to His faithful servant."

“Aamiin, thank you for praying, Umm."

“You guys are fine here. God willing, tomorrow Ummi will come here. Then, Ummi pamit yes. Assalamualaikum."

Devan and Hanifa compactly replied. “Waalaikumussalam."

After the departure of Ummi and his father, now only Hanifa, Jihan and Devan are in the room. Hanifa asked permission to go change clothes and pray Isya. After getting permission from Devan, Hanifa immediately came out.

After changing Isya's clothes and prayers, Hanifa immediately stepped foot into the room where Devan was treated. Upon arrival in the room, his face smiled to find Devan who was being solemn with his prayers, even though in a sitting position.

Hanifa approached the man as she moved her head to the right while greeting. After reading the prayer, his eyes were smiling and staring at the woman who had just become his wife.

“Udah prayer?"

Hanifa nodded. “Now you eat, yes. After that take medicine," said Hanifa immediately took a bowl of porridge that was already available there.

“A little bit, yes, I don't like porridge," Devan pinta when Hanifa's hand was about to put a spoon in her mouth.

Hanifa nodded.although now officially married, Devan still uses the language 'lo-gue', but Hanifa did not bother about it. For him, the most important thing right now is how he can accompany Devan to face his critical period.

Just five spoons of food entered his mouth, Devan's hand had stopped Hanifa's activities that would bribe him again. Despite feeling heavy, Hanifa still obeyed her husband's wishes.

“Fa, you don't marry me?" devan asked with a straight look towards Hanifa.

The girl ignored Devan's question and continued her activities.

“Fa, I'm the same lo" Devan said again

Hanifa looked at Devan, then smiled. A smile that he could not see for himself. “Van, does anyone regret when God has already guaranteed heaven for him?"

Devan remained silent. Hanifa's statement was already enough of an answer for her. Now he chooses to rest his body. While Hanifa is currently staring at the husband's shady face while seducing the Creator through prayers in her heart. Everything is like a dream. She who just received her graduation has now officially become the wife of Devanno Ibrahim.

His mind took him three hours ago. When Devan blatantly proposes to her in front of her father. He who does not know his choice, suddenly like a light when the father agreed to Devan's request.

Flashback ...

“Daddy meridhoi you, son. I've known Devan since he was a kid. I'm sure he'll be the man in charge."

“But what about Sister Wafi, Dad?"

“Daddy is sure, he will definitely understand. You haven't answered anything yet, have you?"

Hanifa nodded confirming all of her father's words. Indeed, he had not been able to answer Wafi's proposal because he ran to see Devan.

“But what about Ummi, Dad?"

Doctor Arif smiled. I am sure, Ummi will agree with your choice, dear.

“Nak, Devan really needs you right now. Trust me, everything will be fine."

After solidifying her choice, Hanifa returned to enter. His heart smiled when he saw Devan being solemn with his Quran recitation. Seeing Hanifa enter, Devan stops her teaching activities.

“How are your decisions?"

With complete confidence in the grace and love of the powerful, Hanifa accepted Devan's proposal. That would make Devan very happy. However, Hanifa still does not believe that Devan asked for a contract to be held tonight.

With an explanation from Devan, Arif's doctor who initially refused on the grounds of considering his health finally agreed. Jihan, who was shocked at the time because of her sister's request, also responded to the request.

A few seconds after that, everything was instantly prepared. Starting from asking permission from the hospital and the doctor who handles Devan's care, to looking for penghulu and KUA parties to attend the sacred event. All of them were doctors who did it. Especially telling her about this marriage.

Had received rejection from the ummi, finally with the blessing of love and greatness of God ummi Fatimah also agreed. Even volunteered to come to attend her daughter's event.

Gratitude never ceases to come from the hearts of Hanifa and Devan. Everything went well. The room was transformed into a beautiful room. It was no longer like a room where someone was fighting against his illness.

Hanifa's happiness culminates when Devan recites a prayer over her crown. Now his religion is perfect because Devan will hold his hand into the arms of the Most Giver of Love. Together they walked across the sea of life, and led them to the island of the Creator's pleasure.

Flashback off ...

Everything was spinning like a cassette tape on Hanifa's head. How only yesterday he knew the figure of Devan, until finally now has become his life friend.

His daydream instantly disappeared as his ears heard the sound of footsteps. His smile immediately expanded when he saw the man who had just entered.

“Dad," call Hanifa.

Doctor Arif smiled as he gently stroked his daughter's hair.

“Devan is asleep?"

Hanifa nodded then looked at Devan's already slumbering face.

"Dad eaten?"

“Already in the orphanage," replied Dr. Arif then sat down near Hanifa.

“Father was out of the room doctor Gibran.

“Who is he, Dad?"

“One of the doctors who will handle Devan's surgery. He said the operation had to be done quickly. If it could be tomorrow. Jihan has also agreed to it.”

Hanifa. Hearing her father's words made her sad. Doctor Arif who is well aware of her daughter's grief caresses Hanifa's head covered in hijab.

Why should it be so fast, God? If I had known Devan would be my life partner, I would have been married to him since graduation. Although I am not a lifethrower, but I beg God, let me be with Devan longer.

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