
The darkness of the sky that spread like a vast ocean in space because it was covered by a cloud with a terrible blackening cloud, indicating that today the rain will soon flutter the earth. The birds take shelter under the lush foliage of the trees, protecting their newly hatched young from falling and freezing over the nest. While the tree itself seemed to be swaying, swayed by the wind that was blowing fiercely.
Everyone in the Azlina residence seemed to be busy with their own activities. Regardless of the gloomy sky this afternoon, they were busy preparing for Azlina's wedding. Ahsan and Alfatih arrange their simple decorations by juggling the living room as a show of kabul their beloved sister. There is nothing most moving, except to let go of your beloved sister to live with a stranger who is soon to be a husband.
Salwa clasped Azlina's fingers as the girl pegged in front of the mirror after the fairy finished her task. He was unceasingly shedding tears, as if he could not accept that his youngest brother ended up getting married before he could finish his education. He felt like he failed as a big brother because he could not take care of his little sister.
"Mom, don't cry. Didn't Sister Salwa also experience this? Married at eighteen, right? And Ma'am turns out to be happy with Sean."
"But the situation is different, dear."
"May it end the same. Don't think too much, ma'am. Pray that everything goes well."
Salwa hugged her younger sister. Somehow he felt that what Azlina was going to do was not right. His premonition was not good for the marriage to be done by Azlina. Until the rubbing on his back ended the warm embrace he did to his sister.
"Take Azlina out. The bridegroom has come." Darmini's mother said in an expressionless flat tone, as if enduring the pain that might have made her cry welcoming her youngest daughter's wedding.
Salwa nodded in agreement. He wiped the tears that came out from the corner of his eyes, still unwilling to let Azlina leave her family and be owned by another family. However, there was nothing he could do but to take Azlina to meet the groom, Alvaro.
The atmosphere of the living room was so quiet, with many family members already sitting around the room. On the front side, has prepared a ruler wearing a peci and turban coiled around the neck, and with the groom who has now sat in front of the ruler, he said, position yourself facing each other with one small table to be the middleman between the two.
Salwa clasped Azlina's hand, leading her sister to sit next to the groom. Azlina looks so beautiful and graceful with a modern kebaya wrap that looks right on the body. A second Alvaro's gaze stared at Azlina's arrival, his heart pounding. That kid has turned into a queen tonight. Even now his hands are a little trembling, nervous with the pronunciation of kabul that will soon take place.
Until just when Alvaro was adjusting his breathing and heartbeat to beat in rhythm, Penghulu began to conduct a welcome lecture. The black-fisted man gave general advice regarding a marriage.
Marriage is not only about the Sunnah of the Apostle. Marriage is also the union of two people, men and women who are expected to be the media and the perfect place to get rewards and ridho from Him. Therefore, one is not allowed to play a part in the relationship of marriage, because God will hate the act as well as the culprit.
Azlina seemed to listen carefully, as did Alvaro. Their minds screamed at what the ruler had told them, feeling stifled by what they were doing.
The reason for marriage is only to put forward or aim to cover up the disgrace so that both parents are not ashamed of the actions they accidentally do, then hope after marriage can still get another partner and consider the marriage they do is only a temporary bond. Are Azlina and Alvaro now among the people and are hated by God?
And trying with all his might, relieving the nervousness in the soul, Alvaro uttered a sentence that successfully shook His Arsy.
"I received the marriage and marriage of Azlina Humaira bint Samsul Arifin with a dowry a set of prayer tools and cash of one hundred and twenty-five million rupiah paid in cash." He spoke with one breath.
The word 'legitimate' from the lips of almost everyone with Azlina suddenly shed tears.
Is this the end of his lonely journey?
Is this the end of her search?
Because after this she had been the wife of a man. A man who did not even exist for a second had once crossed his mind to become a priest in his life. A man who is not once in prayer.
Indeed, life, soul mate, and death have been recorded in the record of Lauhul mahfudz.
Azlina looked down when Alvaro's hand touched her fingers. He kissed the back of Alvaro's hand. Then, he felt a warm kiss docked on his forehead with Azlina's eyes clenched, accepting the touch with resignation.
The atmosphere became full when one by one the family members greeted and hugged the bride, giving messages as if it was the last day they met face to face. Marriage that they previously considered a game turned out to have a meaning that is so sacred and sacred. Even Brother-in-law who had always given a sharp and piercing look, now seemed to be smiling sincerely at him.
"Daughter of the Father, yes. Don't hurt him! Treat as a husband treats his wife, for we raise her wholeheartedly and lovingly. You don't want to see tears of sadness on your face. If he is guilty, rebuke him as a husband rebukes his wife. Advise him according to your capacity as the head of the family. But if you are unable to accept and no longer want to be with him, remember! He still had an old man whose door was always wide open to welcome his arrival."
The words of Mr. Samsul who was full of scourges made Azlina's heart so touched. He could not hide the look on his face. Until a hand grips suddenly adrift in between his fingers, making Azlina immediately turned towards the owner of the hand.
"I will take care of him, love him for the rest of my life. Thank you for supporting our relationship. I'm not going to waste the opportunity you give me" Alvaro said with seriousness.
Seriously? Did ya?