Marriage Line Husband

Part 5: Uncooled wedding

...There is no best place but above the prostration. Because the fall is not only tears, but also the love of the Creator who is always accompanied by the overflow of His Grace~IB Learn to Patience~...

Liza tightly squeezed her two interlocked hands together. Cold sweat soaked the woman's palm. Liza's teary eyes stared at her reflection in the mirror, now wearing a white dress and a white hijab that extended to cover her chest and a small crown embedded above her head.

Eyes that had flooded with tears were staring at the photo of her late husband located on the dressing table.

"Why did God not grant my wish, sir? Why does God have to present a man who will soon be my husband..." Liza closed her eyes as warm tears washed down her cheeks.

A tightness and pain squeezed his chest strongly. He was unable to speak anymore, only tears that continued to fall described his feelings at this time. She just wanted to live a quiet life and spend her time with the rest of the love she offered her late husband until his death.

But fate said something else after he met Fariz. How can He be happy to have a marriage, while He does not love a man who in a few minutes will be his husband. He knows this is all part of destiny, but he can deny the destiny that God has set. It is not easy to force the heart to love someone while the heart still belongs to her late husband who has long died.

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The sound of the door opening made Liza immediately wipe away the remaining tears on both her cheeks. Muhsin looked at his daughter from the mirror. She knew it was hard for Liza, but she could not allow her only daughter to be a widow for life while she was very young.

"Liza, now let's get out. Fariz and the guests are waiting for you" said Muhsin, who walked over to his daughter.

"Where's the mother, Dad?" tanya Liza looked up at the middle-aged man.

"Mother is busy welcoming guests. So now come out quickly, soon your marriage contract will be started."

Liza closed her eyes and bowed for a moment." This marriage can be canceled. I don't want to marry Fariz or any man, Dad."

"Don't you go crazy, Liza! Today is your wedding and Fariz, don't think weird let alone want to cancel this wedding! Fariz is a good and right man for you!"

The anger was clearly visible on Muhsin's face. If today was not an important day, he was already furious with his daughter.

"Let's get out!" muhsin's jolt pulled Liza's wrist a little rough.

"Wait for Dad..." Liza picked up her veil lying on the dresser.

Liza's chest rumbled and tears were flooding back. He looked nervous as the invited guests were now staring at him. Highlight Liza's eyes turned to look at Fariz who looked handsome and dashing with a white shirt and a black suit attached to her body. While Fariz looked stunned looking at his future wife until a thin smile was created on his handsome face.

Sharifah gently pulled Liza's right hand and led her closer to Fariz who would soon be the husband of her daughter. This marriage was deliberately accelerated because tomorrow Fariz had to return to the city. And maybe the next two months just returned to this village.

Liza sat beside Fariz who was staring at her with a look that implied something. While he lowered his head with a sad feeling that churned inwardly.

Umi Fardah covers both the heads of the bride and groom with a light white thin cloth. The wedding was simple and only invited close neighbors.

"Can I start?" ask pak penghulu.

"Yes.." answered Fariz.

The ruler extended his right hand directly to Fariz's.

"Rubber. Whereas in this village there are still many women who are still girls, but choose those that are not sealed," Diana replied staring at the sirik at Liza.

"I marry and I marry you to Khaliza bint Muhsin Muhammad with a dowry a set of prayer tools at pay tu-nai."

Fariz took a deep breath." I accept the marriage and marriage of Khaliza bint Muhsin Muhammad with a dowry a set of prayer tools in cash!"

Uncooled tears fell from the corner of Khaliza's eyes to wet the veil she was wearing. His breathing was choked and there was pain that felt in his heart when Fariz had managed to tie it in a marriage. A shout of happiness emanated clearly on the face of Sharifah and Muhsin. Everyone raised both hands to pray which was led directly by the pengupulu.

"Now kiss your husband's hand, Liza. And instead Fariz kissed Liza on the forehead," said the pengupulu.

With trembling hands Liza grabbed Fariz's hand. Her tiny lips poked perfectly on the back surface of Fariz's hand which felt a strange rumble as the chewy damp object stuck to her hand.

Now, it was Fariz's turn to kiss Liza's forehead squeezing the strong white dress she was wearing. Her late husband used to kiss her on the forehead and now another man does.

Fariz stared fixedly at Liza's face which turned her face away.

"Why does your face look unhappy with your son's marriage?" ask Misna on umi Fardah.

Umi Fardah looked at her brother." How unhappy would I be, if Fariz made the choice for Liza to be his wife. Though there are still many women in this village or need him to find a wife in the city alone. Especially now that I'm a neighbor's gossip because I have a son-in-law of another former man."

"Astagfirullah, Fardah. Keep your mouth. Liza is a widow but don't say she's another ex-boy. It's fate, if Liza is Fariz's soul mate. There must be goodness in every destiny that God has set" said Misna. He did not think about his sister.

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Khaliza hugs tightly Danu's photo. The sound of crying was clearly heard. The cloth covering the woman's face was already soaked by her tears. The wedding is not yet over but Liza chose to leave the event with the reason not feeling well on both parents. She has not been able to accept her status now that she has become a wife.

Fariz went into his wife's room. The man was carrying a tray with food and a glass of water. He was worried about Liza.

"Now you eat first. Mother said you weren't feeling well. Later I buy drugs in the pharmacy," said Fariz while putting the tray on the nightstand.

Liza who was sitting on the side of the bed looked up at the man who had now become her husband.

"Why do you want to marry me? I am a widow, people always look at me one eye because of my status. I also still can't accept our marriage, I still love my late husband very much.divorce me...!" that speech just escaped from Liza's mouth. His current thoughts were completely muddled especially at his heart which strongly rejected Fariz's presence in his life.

"I married you because I wanted you. Do not humble yourself in front of me including bringing up your current status. Now your status is now my wife." said Fariz firmly.

"Don't keep waiting for your late husband to choose to be alone with the status of a widow. You're a normal woman, right?" Fariz's question made Liza stare intently at her husband.

"It's not just the man who holds back his orgasm when the desire arises while there is no outlet when he is not married including you as a woman, surely when the orgasm appears. And don't stay aloof and give the devil a chance to do you an insult" Fariz said.

Liza turned her face away. Nibbling his lower lip.