Love In Pesantren's

The end of good intentions

Haqi who had just arrived at his home was greeted with the relief of his family. How not, Haqi left for two days. Things that are considered pamali by parents because Haqi is a bride-to-be.

Currently at the house Haqi seems busy ahead of tomorrow's event. They prepare pre-existing luggage and decorate it into a beautiful delivery.

Salamah and the women were struggling with it until Haqi sat beside him in a doldrums.

"Ke Pesantren up to two days what is it?" ask Mrs Salamah.

"Not a thing" said Haqi.

Haqi leaned his head against the mother's shoulder and held her from the side. Haqi seemed to want to harvest his energy that was yesterday drained away.

"Mi ...." Haqi called his mother.

The mother gave a subtle deheman response to her son.

"I was angry with the Sypa yesterday" Haqi said.

Mrs Salamah stopped her activity and raised Haqi's face which was on her shoulder.

"What's the problem?"

Haqi shook his head and said, "no Mi, only I can't control my emotions. I'm afraid the Sypa thinks I'm grumpy Mi" Haqi said.

"Yes, look what the problem is. If the problem deserves to be angry, Ummi sure Sypa nerima really." said Mrs Salamah.

Haqi turned his head back to his mother.

"It's still the same with Ummi."

His sister who had been listening to him now began to talk to tease his sister. Her sister knew that her brother was being troubled.

"Diem ah! No more talking" said Haqi.

Haqi got up from his seat and left the busyness that still occurred in the living room of his house.

Haqi chose to lay himself on top of his bed. Looking forward to tomorrow, Haqi is now struck by the same fears as his wife. The difference is, Haqi was afraid that Hulliyah could not accept his habits when angry.

Haqi was afraid that he would not be a worthy husband to Huliyah.

Haqi always tried to establish himself as the female companion of his idol. The woman he secretly admires then fate unites them in a winding way.

Haqi.

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That day came, the day that was anticipated to formalize the sacred bond between Haqi and Hulliyah finally came.

Since the dawn had only revealed a hint of its light, a crowd had already been created in Haqi's house. Starting from queuing to the bathroom to scrambling clothes between mothers.

While the others were busy with his affairs, the newly-dressed Haqi looked at the mirror that reflected his reflection wearing a white-colored shirt. Looking a little different than usual, Haqi experienced a tremendous nervousness when he married Hulliyah a few months ago the nervousness was gone because he wanted to protect.

Dawdling in front of the mirror made Haqi even more nervous. Fortunately the sister immediately realized it because they were ready to leave early so that the event was finished sooner.

Haqi and his family consisted of two cars, in the first one was his uncle and his other brother. While Haqi one car with his father and mother and his sister-in-law who drives a car.

Inside the silent car Haqi mused still in disbelief that this day had arrived as well. The day he dreamed of came too. The car drove along with the asa that mingled with joy.

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In the house of Hulliyah busyness is not much different happens all family members prepare. For the second time Hulliyah's face was plastered with colored powders that beautified its appearance.

There was sadness implied from Hulliyah's heart. Will Haqi come?

Is Haqi different from Beni?

Hulliyah was traumatized by an incident last time that required her to swallow a bitter pill left on the day of marriage.

Not much talk Hulliyah seemed to follow the flow that runs and the time that goes.

His mistake yesterday may not backfire which will destroy hope. Hulliyah again imagined if it was true in the ravine is Haqi then what would he want?

Hulliyah was already in front of the ruler but the bridegroom did not come.

The mother sat next to her daughter trying to calm her that everything would be fine. It felt free when the ruler had awoken from his seat. Whispers from a very loud neighbor made Hulliyah's guts shrivel and cover her ears wrapped in a veil and also the decoration.

Hulliyah closed her eyes and also her ears trying to pull away from reality that would probably reoccur.

Until suddenly the mother rubbed the shoulders of Hulliyah then smiled.

"Your husband is coming, son."

It is like the thousands of lights that come when trapped in the dark. Tremors ensued, Haqi's entourage was greeted like a great guest. Hulliyah gasped between happily mixed haru, Haqi different. Yes, Haqi is different.

When Ijabkabul melodious from Haqi's mouth that was clearly heard in Hulliyah's ears. Haqi, who asked Hulliyah to his father and made her his legal wife, is now officially in the eyes of law and religion.

Hulliyah's skin creeped out instantly coated with smooth feathers that brushed together.

This happiness became real after all the events, finally Haqi was officially accepted into his family.

Happy tears slid down the cheeks of Hulliyah who was covered with the typical putty of the bride.

Haqi turned his head to the side staring fixedly at the wife he missed. His legal wife who now completely belongs to Haqi.

When Hulliyah looked at Haqi, the husband still did not take his eyes off. Finally praising each other through the eyes, the words flattering each other read through the gaze of each other.

The next procession passed one by one. Now they stand to receive congratulations from the guests whom they did not invite much.

Some of Haqi's friends and Hulliyah's santri friends who appeared there. Mama with Bi Haji was also present to give her blessing.

Unfortunately, Nimas and Ustadz Zamzam did not appear there. They are unable to attend to witness the end of the struggle of his best friend.

However, the happiness does not diminish. Haqi and Hulliyah dissolved together in a happy ending story. Prepare to crochet the beauty of love in hoping for his ridho.

No life is always to the liking. The key to a happy life is intention.

If our intentions are good then the results are good, but if our intentions are bad then what is picked is bad.

End of story *by* Rf Rivi.

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