Married Because of Ijbar
Chapter 26. Uncover the history of 9 years ago
“Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi. I would like to thank you very much for your willingness to be here at this moment. Thank you also for your sincere words and best wishes for the birthday of Maula. Jazakumullah Khairan (Thank you to the plural women and men)” He looked at Maula's face with a smile before continuing his speech.
“In this very rare moment, I feel this is an opportunity for me to deliver one important news, he said, which for almost nine years we keep neatly in order to wait for the most appropriate time to be accepted by all parties, especially Maula.”
Me? Maula frowned Why me?
“Nine years ago, someone made his last wish. Let's say this a will with a testament is none other than my own Papa while Maula as Papa's only biological daughter, became the object of the will in this case so that it is easier to understand.”
“I? Will object?” Maula pointed at herself while advancing her face.
“Sorry, Deck. It's a parable.” Khayru immediately clasped Maula's hand which began to stare in wonder.
Suryadi's lawyer took out several photographs taken nine years ago in the town of Safi-Morocco. Maula looked at Khayru's face and grabbed the pictures after she nodded her head.
He only focused on the portrait of the old man who looked sad on the look on his face. “Papa ...” murmured with glazed eyes. “This photo when?” tanyanya looked back at Khayru.
“Nine years ago, a few days before Papa died. Precisely, when he visited Morocco.”
In the photo, Khayru and Pak Zul are wearing peci shaking hands with each other. Among them was Mr. Kyai, on the left and right were Doctor Luthfie, lawyer Suryadi and Mr. Omar.
“You don't want to ask, what's with the photo?” Khayru's question awakens Maula from her father's memories.
At that time it might not only be Maula, but everyone present was waiting for an explanation about the photo. Their faces looked at each other. His eyes looked as if he was asking, What is it?
“Continue the story,” Og Maula.
Khayru showed the photo so that everyone present could see it clearly.
“This photo was taken when I said the pledge ijab qobul as Papa.” request
“What?!”
“Married?”
“With whom?”
The questions filled their minds again. More and more demanding explanation.
The lawyer took out an object. This time a cellphone owned by Mr. Zul that he used last time in 2012. Sam*ung Galaxy S II which is fairly sophisticated in its time.
To answer the curiosity, Khayru turned on the phone with a screen size of 4.3" 800x480. Although only with the main camera which is only 30mm 8-MP f/2.6. The phone has been a witness to important events nine years ago. Inside it holds a vidio that can answer questions even though the results will be very surprising.
In Vidio about 20 minutes long, there was the voice of a weak old man, saying the phrase ijab.
Ankahtuka wa Zawwajtuka Makhtubataka Binti Maula Qiana Arifin alal Mahri 800 MAD.
(I marry you, and I marry you to your betrothed my daughter Maula Qiana Arifin with 800 MAD dowry)
Immediately answered by Khayru with a loud voice :
Qobiltu Nikahaha wa Tazwijaha alal Mahril Madzkuur wa Radhiitu bihi, Wallahu Waliyut Taufiq.
(I accepted his marriage and married him with the dowry mentioned, and I am willing to do so. May God always give you grace)
In the vidio that continued into the haru atmosphere where Mr. Zul cried in Khayru's arms after saying the words that from this second on, he handed over all responsibility for Maula to her. Everyone shed their tears as if they were at the time and place of the incident. Everything is clear enough.
Khayru took out eight pieces from her wallet. The ancient money is brown with the front image, Hasan II. There is a nominal number 100 on the bottom right.
“800 MAD. Our wedding dowry. My brother always kept it in his wallet. Now accept that one day you will not become your debt.” He put the money on the table.
“Sorry, I'm keeping this a secret because I have to wait for your age to mature. Hope you understand.” Khayru rubbed the shoulder of the crying Maula.
Maula still closed her mouth. She had trouble holding back tears while her chest grew increasingly tight. There was something he wanted to bring out, but it wasn't easy.
“After this, Brother leave it to you because basically, Brother never wants to impose a will.”
“Fish but ...” Lawyer interrupts Khayru's remarks. “Mr Zul sincerely hope you guys perfect this marriage by inaugurating it legally.”
“That we will talk about again, Om, after giving Maula time to think.”
The expression is still visible on their faces, especially the ART who had often thought badly of Khayru and Maula. They clinging to the knees of their master. Apologized and begged not to fire him. However, Khayru refused to discuss anything else on this occasion.
“We'll discuss that later. Please return to the seat.” he said.
Ariel was still looking at Maula who was crying so much. So did Risa. He still shakes in disbelief. So, this is the reason Mas Iru rejected me.
“If there is anything you want to ask, please.” Silence Mr. Kyai before he says goodbye.
Likewise with Doctor Luthfie, he said goodbye because from tomorrow he no longer lives in Jakarta anymore. The wife wants to give birth to her third child in the hometown of Bandung.
Maula tried to calm herself. He grabbed a glass of water on the table. However, because his hand shook so violently, he dropped the glass until it broke. Khayru quickly looked down to confirm the broken glass and picked it up so as not to hit Maula's feet. Shattered glass cut his hand to the point of bleeding. Maula, who was bowing at that time, had to watch the blood on Khayru's hands. He wants to scream. However, he held on until his breath stinged and then fell into Khayru's lap.
Luckily, the doctor's partner was still there to check for the condition of the maula who may have fainted due to Hemophobia relapse. As Khayru recalled, Maula's room was still a mess because of her actions this morning. So he moved Maula to her room.
“Hemophobia still relapses?”. asked Luthfie when she examined the body of the unconscious Maula.
“Actually it has been rare, since he underwent therapy. But it seems to have not healed completely. I don't know, maybe at the moment he's still in shock too.”
“Please open a few buttons Maula shirt. Loosen his waistband so he can breathe freely. Do you remember what to do later when he regained consciousness from fainting?” ask Luthfie.
“Give him a drink of warm water. If he vomits, tilt his body, ” Khayru replied quickly.
“Sip! Congratulations on being your ideal husband.” Luthfie blinked her eyes while giving a thumbs up. Khayru's face instantly became red from embarrassment.
“OK. I go home first, if there's anything, just call. I'm still in Jakarta until noon tomorrow.” Luthfie patted Khayru on the shoulder slowly before moving from her seat.
“Still, Doc. Sorry I didn't deliver.”
“Gak papa's. Now do not go far from his wife. Pepet just keep going.” Luthfie flirted with Khayru again and chuckled and closed the door.
After putting the plaster in his hand, Khayru waited for Maula to come to her senses while linking her fingers that were moist with sweat.
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MAD/Dinar Morocco \= Moroccan Currency
Regarding the will of this matchmaking can still be rejected. However, if all parties (efficers, wills, and wills) agree with the contents of the will, then such wills are allowed. It can be carried out because the will is a type of muamalah and the principle of muamalah is al-‘aqdu wal mashlahah (akad and maslahah). Medium core agreement is an opportunity (‘an taradhin/ mutually willing). There is a rule of ushul fiqih which is the shade of muamalah problem that is al-Ashlu fil as-ya’ al-ibahah hatta’ yadullad dalilu ‘alat tahrim (basically everything is allowed as long as there is no proposition prohibited it).
Wallaahu a’lam bi shawaab..
(https://ibtimes.id/jodoh-wasiat-dalam-islam-boleh-ditolak/) ”
To Be Continued ...
Well, it's been sidelined, it's his will.
But ... do not know also, yes, whether Maula wants to accept Khayru as her husband or even refuse because she wants to choose another? 🤔
