Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 43 Marriage over the wound.

...'Don't show kindness to make others survive. But show me your ugliness and see who survives.'...

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Dinda sat on the edge of the bed after the waiter, who had informed her of Adit's arrival and asked her to wait, had left.

The noisy voice of his three friends who are busy talking about his future will be pursued in what way, in fact, does not disturb his mind from the event that took place. Do'a was always pronounced in the heart, for the smooth running of the cobul ijab.

For almost half an hour, Dinda was busy with her own thoughts regardless of her friends. Until someone surprises him.

"Din, look, what did I ask you?" Nurul shook Dinda's shoulders slowly, resuscitating her from the subconscious.

"Well, ask what?" pekik Dinda jerked a little and glanced at Nurul who had suddenly been sitting next to him, when Nurul had been sitting on a dresser chair for a year.

"I heard from, Emil. The culprit, Emil's friend, huh?" repeat Nurul that Dinda did not listen to.

Dinda nodded weakly, saying, "Yes, his name is Danu."

"You can, huh? Emil's friend has the same problem, you?" sahut Soraya chimed with a frown.

Dinda sighed before saying something, "I'm not sure, but it might have something to do with the girl, Danu," Dinda replied grimacingly.

"You know the girl?" The womb is curious.

"Meet me a few times" answered Dinda honestly.

"Trus, what's the connection?" ask Nurul.

Again, Dinda sighed and blew it slowly. Actually, he did not want to think about anything in the historic moment in his life this time. But apparently his friends did not understand.

"Maybe the girl's scared, if I tell her husband about their affair."

"Astaghfirullah azim thing," cried the three loud simultaneously made Dinda fall in shock.

"Astaghfirullah, you guys yes," Dinda annoyed as she rubbed her chest.

"So Danu, dating someone's husband?" tanya Nurul does not believe and ignores Dinda's annoyance.

"Not a man's husband, but a man's wife" Rahimah, Soraya and Dinda said.

"Ehhh yes .. that means," said Nurul cengengesan.

"Ck, nowadays, people are crazy, apparently," decak Soraya.

"I think it's just in soap operas, huh? It turns out there are also in the real world, the girl who cheated. Hiiii." Rahimah shuddered in horror, to the extent that the mattress she was sitting on felt moving.

"May we always be kept away from bad things and always be in the protection of Allah Subhanahu wa ta'ala. Amen," continued Rahimah while cupping her palms to the surface of the face.

"Aminn," Soraya, Dinda and Nurul reply.

Suddenly the sound of knocking from the outside made the four focus their attention on the door. "Non, Adin," said someone from behind the door.

"Let me, that's open." Nurul turned and walked towards the door.

"Iya Bi," replied Nurul when he faced.

"Yes, thanks Bi. Come on Din, you've been told to come down." Nurul turned to tell Dinda who he had actually heard.

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Dinda stood up and walked with her companions and servants trailing behind her. Slowly flanked by his three best friends down the steps while looking down. He held a heartbeat that worked so fast when he approached the living room where he was going to marry.

There were no invited guests, all the guests present were only the nuclear family, workers, and also his best friend who had accompanied him. Everything is so sought to be a secret without anyone knowing other than those present, and it is forbidden to divulge the marriage.

Dinda raised her head when she was in the room to see the husband who had pledged the sacred promise of marriage. However, it immediately gasped and pecked as its gaze immediately fell upon a man dressed in a black shirt and peci in his hand, standing in the corner of the room with a middle-aged woman while looking at him sadly.

"Mas Adit" murmured Dinda.

His gaze dropped parallel to the man in the corner of the room. Surprised for the umpteenth time, his eyes stared pushyly at the navy-colored shirt man sitting before the small table-topped arch.

"Adin" the mother's voice called out as she approached him.

"What's going on?" his voice choked, flinching in place even though Mita had pulled him slowly changing position with Rahimah.

"Later, Mama explained," whispered Mita as she scooped Dinda's shoulders and pulled her along, sitting together in front of the ruler.

"Please, be offered her tactile sigh, Mas Candra," said the pengulu gave the husband's marriage book to Candra and immediately Dinda closed her eyes. Confused, angry, disappointed, and sad stir into one at a time.

Lightly, Candra's hand accepted and read it in front of Dinda. Every sentence that is spoken sounds firm and serious until it comes to the last sentence. Then, the ruler asked the man to sign the husband's marriage book.

"Furthermore, Mas Candra can read do'a after the contract."

Dinda momentarily glanced at the man who was still loyal standing in his place. Their gazes met, he could see if there was a drop of water falling from the man's eyelids.

Dinda was surprised when Candra's hand landed on the top of her head making her instantly duck willingly. He held up both hands that shook on the lap as Candra's hands looked up in front of the chest.

He wanted to protest and ask a lot of questions that lay in his mind, but he knew that it would all just be in vain when this had all happened.

"Allahumma inni as’aluka min khoirihaa wa khoirimaa jabaltaha ‘alaih. Wa a’udzubika min syarriha wa syarrimaa jabaltaha ‘alaih. O God, I ask You for His goodness and the good You have set upon him. And I take refuge in You from his ugliness and the ugliness You have set upon him" said Candra eloquently.

Dinda held her breath as the clear liquid fell when she remembered the shadow of Adit's promise to her a few days ago, and now everything had to be broken.

"Aamiin aamiin ya rabbal alamin!" everyone told Dinda of the sadness she had to hide.

"Please exchange rings, Ma'am."

Dinda saw Candra already holding a white gold ring studded with five jewels. Doubtful, but he still thrust his right hand. Carefully the ring infiltrated his ring finger.

Dinda also took the ring that was on the table in a small clear container and paired it on a large Candra that turned out to fit.

"Come, please kiss her husband's hand. Mas Candra can also kiss on the forehead, Madam Dinda. Kan, it is legal to be husband and wife" said penghulu.

Dinda's blood rippled as a chewy and warm object stuck to the surface of her forehead. Pulling away, Candra gave her hand in front of Dinda. Sighing heavily, Dinda grasped it and pulled it until she managed to catch it short.

Dinda circled the gaze in all directions until she sensed all corners of the room when she no longer found the whereabouts of the man she had hoped would sit next to her.

"Mas Adit," Dinda cried out.

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