How I Love You Season 1 And 2..

85. Weddings.

The expected day arrived. The priest was so happy. With the Word and his parents. Also not to miss Aisya, they have arrived at the residence of Amira and mas Haris.

While Arini who still thinks will marry the Word. It looks sad and very sad. And everyone knows, the groom is the Priest not the Word. Except for himself.

Arini is very beautiful with a modern white kebaya wrap. Moreover, make up and hijab that is simple but elegant adds to its build. Dear bride's face this one is not happy.

" Donk smile, Rin! Nyesel nikah sama_ "kata mbak Amira who was cut off by the call mas Haris who asked him to come out briefly from Arini's room. Amira and Haris already know everything. Because yesterday the Imam told all the problems between them.

" How to be happy, twice I married someone who didn't really love me. Twice forced to marry because of a complicated situation.!"

Arini held back her tears from falling. Maybe this is the destiny that must be lived Arini thought. Moreover, this second marriage Arini no longer have any relatives at all. Sad indeed.

While Below, the Imam has sat in front of the pengulu to say the ijab qabul. Although not the first. But the Imam was as trembling as he was when he was married to Alm. Sabines.

I accept the marriage and marriage of Arini setyoningrum bint Soleh with dowry a set of prayer tools and rings. Paid cash.!

In one breath, the Imam spoke it.

Saaahhh....

Shouts of witnesses. Arini is still in the room. More and more wanted to cry to hear the cries of the witnesses.

If only, Arini would have listened to the Imam's explanation yesterday. He must be very happy now . Not even languish with his own thoughts and assumptions.

" Yuk, Rin. Out.!" take Amira.

Arini took a deep breath, nervous, sad, disappointed mixed into one.

Perhaps this is the fate that has been outlined to me. Hopefully, there is wisdom in it. Protect every step of the servant, Rabb.

Arini went down the stairs along with her mother Amira and the makeup artist who dressed her up. All eyes were amazed to see the bride who was so beautiful with a white kebaya syar'i.

While the Imam, who was sitting on his back to the stairs, seemed impatient to see Arini's expression when he knew the truth.

Arini sat beside the Imam with a flogging feeling in her heart. His head had lowered, not ready to look at the face of the man next to him. What he thought was the Word.

Pengupulu also told the two brides to sign the marriage book. Again Arini just looked down not to read or see the book. It was as if he was signing her while closing his eyes.

Likewise, when the bridegroom put a ring in her sweet finger. Arini still faithfully bowed. The priest who saw Arini's behavior became anxious because of it.

" Heiii... Lady Imam Alfarizqi. Why keep looking down.?" whispered the Imam

landing a sinking is known to Arini.

Deg, man,

Hearing the voice just now instantly made his body freeze. Then his head was raised looking ahead.

Arini's eyes widened. His heart seemed to jump out of his chest cavity. When he saw the man in front of him was the man who had originally canceled his marriage and made his hopes shattered.

" The Imam!" he said softly with glazed eyes. In the end his gaze darkened and his body grew limp - fainting.

" Rin, Arini.!" call the Imam who carefully captures Arini's body until it does not fall down.

The atmosphere became a little boisterous because of it. Ma'am Amira and mother Goddess also approached to see the state of Arini.

But, isn't it really funny. The bride fainted after being kissed on the forehead by the groom.

After a few minutes Arini did not come to his senses, the Imam with his firm hands carried Arini and brought him to the room closest to the backyard.

Amira and Mother Goddess followed him. The invitees present could only smile at such a rare occurrence.

Arini soon began to open her eyes. His gaze was immediately fixed on the Priest sitting before him.

" Thank God you've come to your senses, Rin!" imam and Mbak Amira together.

Slowly Arini inched to sit down. Aided by the Imam, Arini sat leaning against the headboard. Even though his head was still a little heavy.

" It's drink first!" mother of the Goddess.

Then Amira and Mother Goddess came out from there. Give the newlyweds time to talk to each other and solve their problems.

" Still dizzy?" the Imam asked, putting the glass on the nightstand.

Arini just silently looked coldly at the Imam who smiled sweetly at his wife.

" Fuddled, Yes!" the priest slowly grabbed Arini's hand, but was pushed aside by him.

" Mistake it yourself, yesterday when you picked up at school you ran away. And don't want to hear Mas.!"'s explanation.!"

Arini frowned, she frowned,

" That time, I wanted to explain everything, baby.!" said the Imam trying to get back Arini's hand to grasp. And this time Arini did not refuse.

The priest explained everything that had happened. It is honest that Andu kidnapped Aisya and asked her to cancel her marriage. Also about the Word plan.

Even the Imam said that everyone already knew about this.

" Evil.!" arini's jolt hit the Imam's field softly. While the one who was hit just chuckled, anxious to see Arini's attitude which he currently believed was sulking.

" But, do you like me wicked gini-rich?" the Goda Imam smirked. Arini rolled her eyes puffed.

" Here the hug.!" priest's Decree.

" No." jolted Arini pura - pura still upset. Although he was honestly happy because his fear since yesterday did not happen to him. It's just that her heart is still a little disappointed in the man who is now her husband.

" Sin, refuse the husband.!" said the Imam, then quickly without hearing Arini's approval. The priest had pulled into his arms.

Silence - silence Arini smiled there. The warm deck of the Imam's chest, instantly made him feel comfortable there. Arini could feel the warmth and sincerity of the Imam's love from the heartbeat he heard.

" If you want to be angry, just get angry Rin. Take it anyway. Just so you don't ask the mas to cancel this wedding because pak pengulu is still served.!"

Instead of answering, Arini put his hand behind the body of the Imam. Closing his eyes, enjoying the warm embrace. Then faintly shook his head there.

" Thank you for giving me another chance.!" said the Imam releasing his embrace.

He looked at Arini's sweet smiling face. Then kissed his forehead.

" Thank you, too, for keeping me and not letting me go for anyone else.!"

The Imam and Arini went out of the room, into the backyard. The place where the event is still going.

Happy, ashamed and unexpectedly mixed into one. Although the cheers from the guests made Arini very embarrassed. But he still smiled happily.

Being the queen of a day, the first experience for Arini who was married before. He doesn't feel it.

Thank you, for stopping by.

How happy. Or is it less.? Wanted to be finished now, still love this couple. Though originally the script that I made only until the marriage of Imam and Arini. Confused Author.!

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