
After a few minutes, Zahra arrived in the room accompanied by Melati and the gemoy Alifa.
That little gemoy looks so adorable. Especially in the eyes of Arshad.
'O Allah, please let us have a daughter as beautiful as Alifa, ' the inner man.
...
When everyone has taken his place. The sacred event began soon.
Zidan, Zahra's sole guardian, shook Arshad's hand.
"I married and I married you Rafa Arsyad Al Farizi bin Hasan Al Farizi's brother Zahra Mahesa bint Mahesa with a dowry of jewelry and a set of prayer tools, cash."
"I accept the marriage and marriage of Zahra Mahesa bint Mahesa with the dowry, cash."
"How's witness?"
"Well!"
"Alhamdulillah!"
Everyone was grateful for the marriage.
The average of them broke into happy tears. Zahra is no exception. Whether he realizes it or not. He felt relieved when the process of ijab qabul went smoothly. What he was afraid of didn't happen.
Zahra, who was pensively surprised by Arsyad's burly hand holding his head, kissed the girl on the forehead. For the first time he came into direct contact with a man. Even with Samuel they had never done it.
The girl pecked. His body feels stiff. Until Melati pokes him up and gives him the code.
The perceptive Zahra also awkwardly grabbed Arsyad's hand. Then kissed the back of the man's hand who is now her husband's status.
...
After the ijab qabul event is finished. Everyone chooses a break. The party will be in the evening title, and it's still around two in the afternoon.
Rosa, Hamdan, Aisha, Hasan, Laras, and Gibran. The three couples took a break at the house of Yoga and Light which is only a few meters away from Zidan's house. Arsyad is now in Zahra's room. He just found out, if Zahra really lives in Zidan's house.
The newlyweds' intip!
Look, Zahra feels clumsy to be in a room with Arsyad. Although they were already halal, but still did not make Zahra stop feeling nervous. That feeling is really uncomfortable.
Arsyad is actually like that. But, he's a man. More able to control themselves.
"Are you not changing clothes? Sorry, I mean those clothes seem a little complicated. I don't think it's going to be comfortable in prayer."
"Yes, I'll replace it."
Zahra stood up and took a change of clothes in the closet and entered the bathroom.
In the bathroom, Zahra was made a mist by her wedding dress. The long res that was located at the back he could not reach.
"Oh, it's hard. Melati anyway choose me this shirt. It's hard notya," the grunts are still trying.
But in the end give up too.
"Emmm, can you ask for help?" zahra asked while poking her head from the bathroom door. The hijab is still attached!
"What's wrong?" ask Arsyad.
He heard Zahra grumbling. In the man's heart he hoped, 'May Zahra ask her for help in getting her dress.'
Whoa, ngarep tuh Arsyad!
"Please, call Melati. Tell me, I need his help now. Help me!"
Hoho, extinct is Arsyad's hope.
"Well, wait a minute."
The man exited the room and looked for Melati.
'Very unlucky you are Ar, ' his inner self mocked.
Arsyad found Melati in the kitchen.
"I'm sorry, Zahra called Melati" Arsyad said.
"Make what?" jasmine asked while boiling water. Looks like I'm gonna make Alifa some milk.
"It seems like you want to ask for help to help open the zipper of the dress deh," replied Arsyad who made Melati cengo.
"Well, how about you? why not just you?"
"Maybe ashamed of you."
Melati then thought. Yes also. He used to be, too. Very nervous when Zidan first helped unzip her dress. But, the ignorant side of Melati kumat.
"Mbak can't. Look, I'm gonna make some milk for Alifa. He's thirsty and will be fussy if it's late. It's also Alifa's bedtime. You go there, hunt. Dzuhur time is still small. Zahra must not have prayed."