LOCKDOWN A Love And Covid - 19

Historic Day

January eleven to meet

Live this love story

Instinct says you are

Mine ..

- Song by Gigi

In my life..

this is the moment I am so looking forward to.

To belong to someone.

To be proud of his life

This second I understand..

That love is sometimes only fought with confidence and interest

If both parties are confident and interested in each other, they will build love in a way that is not expected

Cold dawn gripped my skin, although this thick jacket made in south korea I wear, still this cold penetrated into my bones. There's been no silence in my house for one night. One last night before I got married.

Everyone prepared my show and all the necessities that had never been in my company before. I used to dream of a simple wedding, only with a white dress that I rented and no guarantee at my wedding. Enough eating, then inviting the poor faqir in my area. Because in my reference book, walimah is not luxurious in guarantee but luxurious in food that is given to the faqir. However, I will respect the request of my father, I have proposed to increase the portion of food that will be ordered to the guests.

My eyes were on a light blue dress, my favorite color since I was a kid. The color is not striking, the roof with a layer of brocade cloth which of course I shrugged, very expensive murmur I watered.

The weather is very friendly with the big day, the historic day of my life. Well I know that this is gonna be a conversation, though,I'm sure people will comment on each other behind my back if I find out I'm only 20 years old and I decided to get married at the age I just stepped on the head of two. Where girls at my age are dizzy with their campus assignments are mountainous, or dizzy to make a problem for students for those who work at school. Today there will be 1800 invited guests, I hope I did nothing wrong in front of my father's guests, my little wish for this historic day.

The kuseret foot to the balcony, the most comfortable place in my life, this is where I pour word for word for a work that takes me to a new world, through the work many institutions invite me to convey knowledge, and I have to do so,and the intermediary of the work can be said, I met my future husband. My steps stopped, from up here I saw the perfect decoration. I didn't expect that this wedding party was outdoor-themed. Even in 99% of the delusion I created in this decoration is a traditional Javanese party along with kebaya and keris clothes that are slipped on my husband's batik sarong. Oh just imagining it makes me giggle to myself. White lily flowers, gardenia flowers, and roses strung perfectly, jasmine flowers do not escape the decoration, but the smell of lemon grass out of nowhere is so fused with the aroma of flowers. Maybe an extra parfume I thought for a moment. My eyes shimmered towards the sparkling bridge, my heart contact was not relaxed anymore, I think I was really nervous about this.

I made sure that I should be fine and not stumble when I would greet my husband later.

"Yasmiiiin ..." That shrill voice came from behind my back, I recognized it. Azalea is the younger sister of Abdurrahman, the second daughter of bulik Nuri and om Rahman, who has grown up. I smiled broadly at him with a long, shiny pink dress, just like the cloth used to cover the guest chair in the yard. But I can't say, if my mouth says that maybe he'll keep me quiet for as long as he wants.

After he hugged me with his big body he sat down, his mouth pursed spoiled.

"Not ask why."

He told me I was chuckling slowly.

"Well, what is it..?"

"I don't think you know, you leave me dong, who am I the same?" All of a sudden, questions were asked to me.

"Noramaa ... In a tree house there are people of your dreams." My god is with him

"Who is tho..?"

"Nephew of my future husband.." Azalea held her mouth but was powerless, she laughed until I saw her big body shaken with laughter.

"Haaaa haaaaa hahaha who uses those glasses yak..?" He tried to stop his laughter I was sure of it, everyone in the yard looked up including I saw one of them there was Firhan. I hope people don't think that it's an explosion of my laughter, oh don't beg me.

"Iyya.ihhh silent you nduk people see us you know.."My face is asserted by the figure of brown skin mature in front of me.

I sighed, it felt like I could watch people laugh to make awkwardness, bebaran, panicked, happy, cheerful, and afraid I disappeared for a moment.

"That's the theme of nature, the flowers are installed bin in the chain according to the request of your future husband." Azalea.

"Oh yes..? Which one..?"

"The place for the marriage contract."

"Keep what try......." Azalea said he hung up and then he grinned

"The place of the ring is very good, if I see your future husband muh mbak, he's a natural child, eat it in the design of your wedding nature kayak." Guess Azalea while laughing.

Iyya right what Azalea said, the figure that currently stands like a foreman who told his men to organize every corner of this event is really a natural child. Seen from the outdoor party he prepared, the concept he had in uniting with the dream of father. Only a place to take food that is closed, maybe worried if there are 2 food due to rainwater because the weather can sometimes change over time.

Slowly the sun rose, the heat had not completely removed the fog in the air, but clearly I saw he was in a hurry to leave the perfect decoration area. His steps half ran towards the tree house. Henna services and make up wedding services come to make me have to prepare myself. I washed my skin with ablution water, asking Allah to be facilitated in this event.

"Oh beautiful mother's son ..." Praise mom from outside the door while completing her journey to my room.

"You're really beautiful today." continued my mother almost to tears holding my hand

"Oow me too... "My grandfather is raucous

"Ooh no no, daddy's son can't cry." My father's voice came from my doorstep. I was more moved and pounding, since yesterday I tried to hide my worry and happiness which turned into trembling but this second after I was in makeup in such a way I could not hide it anymore. I can't make this rhythm in the heart slow down for a second.

Under the shade of the sun when dhuha, accompanied tasbih and tahmid to always wet my lips.

Relatives gathered, I was opposite a well-groomed figure in a calm blue shirt lined with a long black suit. Only he was clear in my view.

Only he made my tears almost fall but I held back. In this second I really saw that he was not as fresh as yesterday, behind the smile he developed there was a stroke of fear and worry, and, I'm sure he's nervous about having to deal with my dad on a half-meter-sized table so that his hands will merge.

I'm sighing.

I was nervous amazingly, I saw my hands trembling, if I opened my mouth I might rumble my teeth would sound intertwined. Though I knew the sun was as high as a spear, the heat was already felt by everyone, often I saw them wiping the sweat on the forehead. Except for me, I don't feel any warm light here. I feel like stage fright. Suddenly it was cold all that was inside me.I no longer cared what the people behind my back were talking about. I was only able to encourage myself that I was okay even though all eyes would be looking at me.

Test one two

The mic experiment made my heart thump uncontrollable, my mom clasped my finger.

"See your future husband .." ask mom.

"Don't be nervous, you'll have to calm down later she calms down." Reciprocity. I don't know who the research is from and where my mother said it but I obeyed her words, I looked into her eyes, she turned her head and smiled at me, as I felt the blood rushing towards my face,I'm sure my face will be red this second.

I saw a conversation going on between my father, Firhan and the pengulu.

Dad turned on the mic then extended his hand to Firhan, I looked at him always from across here.

"Of ananda Firhan Avecenna bin Fauzan Avecenna I marry you to our daughter Yasmine Adelia, with a dowry of a set of prayer utensils and gold jewellery worth 15 grams in cash." My father's words were welcomed by him

"I accept Yasmine Adelia bint Abdullah Sayyaf's marriage with the dowry in cash."

LEGITIMATE!

Within seconds my tears could not be contained anymore with my smile and laughter.

It's only a matter of seconds that I'm officially Avecenna's mistress.

She smiled happily at me, my mother leading my slow steps towards her who was already standing in the shade.

He smiled at me, I held out my hand he welcomed me, I kissed the back of his hand as proof of my obedience, I looked at him and a kiss landed on the top of my head sign that he was ready to be in charge of me, now all the responsibilities of my father have been fully handed over to my husband.

I greet guests, although I would like to continue to be with my husband.

Firhan Avecenna

I've become your wife now.

Armed with a belief I never had, I am now officially your queen.