Marrying an Abuser's Ex-Husband

MMSP2ND. Chapters. 39

"Alhamdulillah the application went well. So, have you guys set the wedding date yet?" hans asked suddenly made Aris who was joking with Devi instantly turn their gazes towards Hans.

"One Sunday more" chirped Aris made Devi who was beside him immediately glared and elbowed Aris' stomach very tight to make his fiancee grimace in pain.

"Mas Aris, it's too fast!" whispered Devi without lowering her gaze. He remained glaring towards Aris who could only display the grin of his horse.

"No papa, honey. My age is old, it is old. Don't you feel sorry for Mas, Devi? Hans and Tia have three children now. The only candidate, anyway. But, still, I'm far behind!" great-granddaughter Aris with a face that looks down on Devi who is still glaring at Aris.

"Om Aris, how much is the wedding? Hasna won't be there, ah. Will Hasna and Hasan permit school again? Tomorrow's month, Om. Tomorrow, Hasna and Hasan no longer have holidays. So, we can use the holiday for Om's wedding and Devi's teacher's mother" Hasna said, making everyone laugh. Moreover, they saw the unpleasant expression of Aris's face which now looked sullen due to the words of his nephew.

"Yes, Aris. What is a cepet-cepet marriage for, try it? What matters is that Devi is already your fiancee. No need to worry anymore if anyone wants to take him from you," said Mery felt funny with his son this one.

"Yes, Ma. But right, Ma, can me and Devi just propose doang. Surely other guys out there have been a lot of Devi. I don't want to let up, Ma," Aris's determination remained in his stance on his decision to set the date of his marriage with Devi.

"Yes, yeah. Who has been married mah, it is different, yes," joked Tia still continues to laugh because today all day he continues to tease Aris with various reasons. Starting from the nervousness of the sister who conveys her good intentions to the family of the woman, or other things.

"Oms. Later if Om has married Bu Devi, does that mean Hasan and Hasna can continue to meet Bu Devi?" hasan asked suddenly made everyone look at him.

"Of course dong, honey. Whynot? But right, at school you can definitely meet with Bu Devi, right?"

"But after Om and Bu Devi get married, Hasna wants to spend Hasna's time with Devi's mother, Om," Hasna said.

"What's? It can't be like that, dong! Where can! Kan, Om has married your beautiful teacher," said Aris sounding so possessive in the ears of two families.

"But Master Devi is also the teacher of Hasan and Hasna, Om!" timpal Hasan defends his struggling sister in order to get plenty of time to spend with their favorite teacher at school.

"Already, Aris. You just give up. After all, they are your nephews. Why are you jealous of them just because of something so trivial?" ledek the father made Aris and Devi feel ashamed.

"One Week? Do you all agree?" cut off Hans so they can talk seriously.

"alright. We the female side of the family agree because this is better than us continuing to prolong the process of marriage. By the way, if you look around, Aris and Devi are already very sticky. To be honest, I was only worried if they crossed the line," Devi's father made Aris feel embarrassed simultaneously with Devi.

"alright. But, the time of one week it can only set up a simple wedding party, not too fancy. Is that okay, sir?" hans asked her to be transparent and clear by her family.

"It's okay, sir. Importantly, the wedding went smoothly and comfortably for the guests present."

Hans nodded. Tia and Hans are very grateful because Aris already has the right wife candidate like Devi. Devi's very gentle personality is a plus from Mery and Tia, as well as Hans and Aris' father in judging Devi.

One Week later.

Aris stiffened her chest which was continuously beating fast which came from her heart. Aris ceaselessly chanting prayers so that he can be successful when the pronunciation of jib qobul, tense moments for the groom.

The sound of the chanting of the Holy Quran begins to sound, and indicates if the wedding ceremony will be a little more to begin.

"Oms. How can Om be dry, anyway? In this room there is AC. It's cold again" said Hasna, confused to see Aris continues to wipe the sweat that continues to pour from the forehead, nose, neck and other parts.

"Yes, Hasna. Oh really-not nervous. Pray yes, hopefully Om can say the qobul ijab smoothly without stammering and thinking a lot," Jane Aris, rubbing Hasna's long hair left in a beautiful booth. The smooth hair and the smell are very soothing.

"Aris, let's get ready. You don't want ijab qobul?" hans asked as soon as he entered Aris' room and saw his sister-in-law was busy chatting with her son.

"Yes, Sister-in-law. In a minute."

"Well, Om yes, dear." Aris took the time to wipe many times Surai Hasna before following Hans steps that would take him to the wedding hall, where the hotel was their target in conducting the reception.

A few minutes later ….

"How are the witnesses? Right?" ask penghulu to all the guests who attended the ijab qobul event.

"BABHHH!" yelling the guests simultaneously makes Aris immediately rub his hands to the face and never stop saying the word 'hamdalah' to be grateful for his success in editing his idol.

Not only is Aris happy because he has managed to get through the tense times that often occur by the groom for fear of being wrongly mentioned, now Devi also brings tears with great sadness. Both Devi's parents immediately hugged Devi so tightly.

"Sir, always take care of yourself, yes. Follow everything he says and wants. Don't be an ungodly wife just for defying one of your husband's words" Devi's mother said without letting go of their arms.

"Yes, Ma. Devi will always remember Mama's message."

"Dev, come. We need to get out of this room right away because your husband has been waiting for you out there since. Earlier, Hans told me that Aris was impatient to wait for her beautiful angel" Tia teased after Devi let go of her mother's embrace.

All eyes stared at the beautiful looking Devi in a white wedding dress and white Swarovski-studded headscarf. It is like an angel who comes down from heaven, soothing whoever sees it.

The same thing they did when they saw Tia who was so beautiful with a headscarf that covered her aura. Tia seems to be adjusting to the bride's family.

"God, what a beautiful wife. You're going too, honey?" hans asked, holding Tia's hand possessively. As if not willing his wife to be the center of attention of male guests. Indeed, Tia is very beautiful to wear a hijab, and it was only she did at her sister's wedding.

"Did you like Tia with such a closed appearance?" tanya Tia was timid. He learned a lot from Devi's sister-in-law. It's not wrong if Aris chooses Devi. Besides Devi has a motherly soul, Devi is also good at religion. Tia wanted to learn a lot from her sister's wife.

"Of course, honey. Mas will buy you all the good dress and hijab if you need to buy it for you!" Said Hans who was very happy with Tia's desire to change his appearance.

"Mas! Not even the shop!! There must be something small and big in size. Where can Tia use, especially Tia's stomach is getting squeaky like this!" Tia was amazed by her husband. Where can be purchased all clothes in the store, of course, the size does not fit for Tia or oversize.

"Yes, it's okay. Who knows, you want to open a Muslim clothing store. I'll support what you want, baby!"

"Belgium ... Remember us again at the wedding procession Aris and Devi. Not good with the guests who keep watching us fuss on our own!" hardik Tia to the husband who always stick with her.

"Hehe ... Not willing to mas it, seeing you stared at by a male guest. I want to take you to your room and lock you in there. Let you just for the mas. I will be satisfied to see you! Tomorrow-tomorrow and beautiful like this only at home yes! You are not the center of attention of men!!"

Tia rolled her lazy eyeballs. Her husband, if he starts to possess her, no one will beat him.

"Mas .... Don't talk much, let's greet our invited guests. It's not good if we just stand here!" Take Tia to Hans to greet the invited guests.

The event took place lively, a smile of happiness continued to be engraved on Aris' face. Until the smile suddenly disappeared when the figure of a woman who dandan simply came to congratulate Aris.

"Congratulations on the wedding, Mom. Sorry I came uninvited. Just wanted to apologize for everything I ever did to Mas Aris. I was wrong, chasing a high moon even though I knew the earth accepted me for who I was" Alya said.

Aris just quietly did not answer anything, his hand was cupped in the chest, refusing to shake hands with Alya.

Alya smiled wryly and without continuing her words again, she greeted Devi.

"Congratulations on your marriage, Miss Devi. May you be a happy family, mawadah wa Rahmah."

Alya greeted while praying for Devi. With a sincere smile, Devi guaranteed what Alya said.

"Thank you, Ma'am Alya. Hopefully you will also get the same happiness," said Devi sincerely.

Devi is a woman who does not want to look at the past, for her Alya is the past of Aris and Devi does not want to bring up the past of Aris, it will only muddy the mood. What is there now is what must be taken care of. Although Devi knows, Aris must still love the woman in her past.

Alya leaves the wedding and she leaves Aris and Devi's marriage. Tia and Hans were just staring at the woman who looked as her eyes were.

"Mas, pity Alya yes. As a woman I can feel the pain if loved ones refuse. That's very convincing" Tia told Hans. He feels sympathy with Alya's fate which Nigam rejects.

"Pity is pity, but all because of Alya's own fault. There was a man who had good intentions and sincere to him even he just threw it away and he betrayed. Maybe it was karma for him. We can only pray for Alya to find another soul mate. Like you got me, baby!" hans said without turning his eyes to look at Tia's red lips.

"Right, who knows Alya's second mate better than now" said Tia innocently. She did not know what was behind her husband's words.

"We take a meal, mas do not want if the child in your womb is hungry because his mother is busy thinking about others!" take Hans to Tia as the lunch session has already begun.

"Mmm .. You can too, Tia wants to eat a salad, Mas. Seger seems, but how many queues huh? Where are Hasan and Hasna?" She was looking for her two children.

"Quiet, Honey. They're in the ice cream section. Look at them so happy and happy, almost half the place they're self-controlled" Hans replied, pointing to where the ice cream was.

"The kids can't escape what's called ice cream. Though in the past when pregnant Tia they did not like ice cream, eeh ... They now even really like to eat ice cream, especially Aris always pamper them with ice cream!"

"Let them enjoy their childhood. Later if they are adults they will be able to take the story that their childhood was very exciting and not far from ice cream" said Hans.

Tia glanced at the husband who she thought her son's penchant for ice cream was down from Hans.

"Mas ... Get me that salad, Tia really wants to go there seems difficult because of the many queues," Tia's pinta whined at Hans.

"Alright, my Empress. Please the empress sit down, let the king hunt for salad for the empress" Hans said, mimicking Hasna's favorite movie.

"Thank you, Mum. You are a reliable husband. All ice cream, my. Seeing Hasna eating ice cream all of a sudden Tia wants ice cream too." Tia rolled her eyes spoiled.