I'm Not a Shit Carrier

I'm Not a Shit Carrier
Alisa's wedding



Week pass.


Today is the day of Alisa and Emil's wedding. Since the debate that night, Alisa now began to keep her distance with her parents.


He didn't want to hurt the parents. Her heart was very sad, when she always woke up in the middle of the night, Mama Alina and Papa Yoga cried in her prostration.


Alisa is always claustrophobic when she sees her parents' eyes look swollen. I want to run to hug them. But he did not dare.


Due to the restrictions her Papa had set, Alisa had to follow that. And arrived on this day, a sacred day for him to make a promise with the chosen youth of his heart.


Even though Papa Yoga is against. But he remained steadfast in his stance. Alisa daydreams herself in the mirror.


Seen there, her eyes are swollen and nose reddened. Aunt Irma who saw Alisa daydreaming, she came over and hugged her beloved niece.


''You must be strong, baby! Don't show everyone that you're hurt because of your own Papa! You must be strong, baby! Prove to them, if you can live this marriage as best you can with Emil! You hear, baby?? Wash your face first and compress your eyes with this cold water, so as not to look puffy! the bride can not cry loh.. do you want to marry??'' god Aunty Irma. Makes Alisa chuckle in her tears.


Alisa obeys the words of Aunt Irma. At 7:00 Alisa was already groomed by the bridal makeup artist.


The wedding will start at 9:10. Because according to the elders, if doing the wedding should be in the morning. Morning represents purity and prosperity.


Alisa who is ready in makeup, now immediately use gold-colored kebaya clothes. With batik skirt embroidered with gold thread.


Mama Alina's. Alisa looked at herself after herself. So beautiful and graceful. Everyone who saw him was amazed.


Mama Alina and Papa Yoga were busy with welcoming guests up front. The two of them did not get to see what Alisa was like right now.


Because since last night, Alisa locked herself in her room. At dawn, the door of his room opened.


At 9 past ten minutes, it's time for ijab qobul. Emil and Mr. Daman are already sitting in front of Pak Yoga.


Before Ijab qobul begins, first read the holy verse of the Qur'an. And a word of greeting from Pakde Tarman as the bride's family.


Last word of welcome from pak penghulu. Much has been said.


"Casual Son, Emil.just calm.the bride is not going anywhere. Breathe in. exhale.and then istighfar! the show will start soon! Pak Yoga as from the father of the bride please shake hands with brother Emil, to do ijab qobul. Ready already??''


They both nodded together. Emil is very nervous at the moment. On his forehead came a cold sweat. And it did not escape the gaze of Pak Yoga.


''Yes compact it turns out!!'' seda pak penghulu again.


Everyone there laughs at the cock of the penghulu sir.


Pak Yoga shook Emil's hand, and began to pronounce the phrase tawhid as an opening.


''By pronouncing, bismilbornrahmanirrahim, Asyhadala ilaha ilallah Waasyhadanna muhammadurrasulullah.. Brother Milham Syahputra I married and I marry you to my real daughter Alisa Febriyanti binti Yoga Sebastian with gold jewelry dowry weighing 15gram paid in cash!''


''I accept the marriage and marriage of Alisa Febriyanti binti Yoga Sebastian with a gold jewelry dowry weighing 15 grams paid in cash!''


''How are the witnesses?? Sah??''


''Well!''


''Well!''


''Alhamdulillah.. Barakallahu'alaikuma wabaroka Alaikuma fi khair.'' pak pengulu closes the qobul ijab with for both brides.


Emil just smiled clumsyly. Yoga is still staring at him.


Five minutes later, Alisa came out of hiding.


''Masyaallah..beautiful bride... waaah.this will make the groom can not sleep!'' seda pak penghulu again.


Alisa walked over and sat down next to Emil.


Grn, deg, deg.


Both of their hearts were beating. Wanted to look, but not brave. Because Pak Yoga is still looking at him with a flat face.


''Now Nak Emil's wife is next to him! Let's please install a dowry that has been intended for the wife.'' added pak penghulu.


Emil turned his head, and his eyes were glued to see Alisa who was so beautiful. Alisa who was stared at like that lowered her head. Embarrassed. That's how Alisa feels now.


''Well, look, the groom is dumb! Come on Emil, put the dowry.'' said pak penghulu by patting Emil on the shoulder.


Emil was surprised, ''i-iya..''


Emil wears a necklace with a red pomegranate stone pendant. The necklace was directly in his message from Medan.


After putting on the necklace, Emil extended his hand to be greeted by Alisa.


Cup


Alisa kissed Emil's hand gently, making the man tremble in cold heat.


Hadeuuuhhh.. This is the heart of this?! Just kissed doang? What if the others?? No patience euuuyyy pingin ehm.. ehm. ya raspy my voice! ishh. hiss Emil in heart.


I still can't trust you, young man! I can't trust you completely! Before you.. could actually accept my daughter like I accepted her presence! Until then I won't accept you as my daughter-in-law! If I ever hear from a bird, that you've hurt my daughter! So I make sure, do not mention his name, to see his shadow I do not allow! I promise! I'm a father! My gut is never wrong! whispered heart Pak Yoga.


Alisa stared at Pak Yoga who was also staring at her. A sad look of eyes when looking at him. Alisa knew that, she replied with a sweet smile.


Pak Yoga gasped to find Alisa smiling sweetly at him. He knew that when the time had come for Alisa would go.


Tears Pak Yoga dripped without in the pinta. Same with Mama Alina.


My daughter, now you've become someone's wife.. Mama hopes you can look after your Marwah as a wife. Only prayer can you offer to make your home life with Nak Emil happy and you will age together. Mama really hopes, after this.you'll leave, but never forget We're here your parents who raised you! Your nature as a woman must be carried out! My sincere son.. May your marriage mawadah warahmah.


He looked at his daughter there. Who received congratulations from the guests.


''Welcome to Alisa's new life...''


The deg!


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Hayoo... Who is it that came??


TB