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The days are changing, it does not feel like two months have passed after the date was set. Today is the day Dara and Stevan will have their wedding held at a famous hotel.
In one of the rooms, Dara looks beautiful with a white wedding dress of her choice and Stevan. Dara held onto her left chest while looking at her reflection in the mirror, it was beyond belief that her heart was beating twice as fast. Just like a teenager who just fell in love. Okay, that's a pretty fitting parable.
Chequek!
The sound of the door being opened made Dara stop her activities. He turned his head, to see who had entered the room where he was, and it turned out that his brother and mother were wearing clothes with the same model and color.
“You look really pretty, Dek!” praise Dira while stroking Dara's head wrapped in white hijab in line with her shirt.
Dara smiled.
“Thank you, Brother.”
Shira stepped closer, she pulled Dara into her arms.
“Mama didn't expect to release you so soon, son. Mama only wants you to be a good wife to your husband. Never dispute what your husband says while it's in goodness.”
Dara let go of her embrace, she looked up at her mother who was also staring at her.
“Ma, sorry Dara so far much wrong Mama. Maafin Dara is also the one who often denies Mama's words. Sorry for all Dara's mistakes, yes, Ma.”
“Mama always sorry for your mistake, son. Mama loves you very much,” said Shira then kissed Dara's forehead.
“For invited guests, it is expected to occupy the place that has been provided because the event will start soon!” A voice echoed in a room that would be used as a wedding venue.
These three women were silent. Their eyes were fixed on a screen displaying the circumstances outside. Dara bit her fingertips trying to eliminate the nervousness she had felt earlier.
“You're nervous, Honey?” dira asked as he turned towards his sister who was sitting next to him. While Dara only replied with a nod.
Shira turned her head, she stroked Dara's head again and said,
“Everyone will definitely feel nervous when going to carry out their wedding day, so it is natural.”
Their gaze was again fixed on the screen that highlighted towards the hands of Arya and Stevan shaking each other.
“Ananda Stevan Ranendra bint Vano Ranendra, I marry and I marry you to my daughter, Ananda Adara Capella Kinandita bint Arya Hesperos, with a 35-gram jewelry dowry, a pair of diamond rings, and a set of prayer tools paid in cash!”
Stevan breathed once, then began to open his voice.
“I received his marriage and the marriage of Adara Capella Kinandita bint Arya Hesperos with the dowry paid in cash!”
“How are the witnesses?”
“Sah!”
“Alhamdulilbornabbilalamin ..” The ruler immediately read the prayers for the two brides who had just legally become a couple.
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Dara rubbed her hands against her face. Thankfully, she became Stevan's legal wife. Dara smiled, she was grateful for every favor God gave her in her life. God is good, even good. When he lost his way, God always gave His guidance to Dara.
“Come down, have been awaited!”
Dara immediately got up from her seat. He stepped out of the room with Dhira and Dira stepping on his right and left side. Dara looked down, she was embarrassed, really.
While in the main room, all eyes seemed to look towards the three, ah errat, more precisely towards the bride.
Stevan could not take his eyes off the woman who had been his rightful wife. Dara looks very pretty many times over with her wedding white dress, which makes her love even more.
Dara stepped over to her papa who had given her a helping hand. Dara grabbed Arya's hand with teary eyes. Really, he's moved.
Arya immediately guided Dara to step closer to Stevan who was still sitting in front of the ruler.
“Give me my son to you, I entrust his happiness to you. Never get him hurt. Just once you make her cry, then I'll take her back from you!” Arya.
However, behind that assertiveness, Dara can see sadness mixed with happiness in the eyes of her father. Dara immediately sat himself down next to Stevan.
“Well, now the bride kisses the back of the groom's hand. While the groom kisses the bride's forehead,” pak pengghulu's word.
Dara immediately grabbed Stevan's hand and kissed him as a sign of respect to the man who had become her husband. Afterwards, Stevan grabs Dara's head and kisses her forehead.
“Please pair each other rings,” said pak penghulu again.
Stevan grabs the velvet that his mother thrust towards him. He took off the ring he had given first, then put on a ring that had just dari sweet Dara. The ring looks more beautiful when installed in its place. And vice versa, Dara did the same. They then began to sign their marriage papers.
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“Alhamdulillah, now you are legal to be my wife, darling!” stevan said as he wrapped his hands around Dara's waist.
Dara looked down, she felt her cheeks feel hot.
“God is good, Ste. He has his own way of uniting his people.”
Stevan just laughed softly while rubbing Dara's head gently. Shortly afterwards the two friends of Dara seemed to start riding the pelaminan, approaching the two brides.
“Because, I didn't expect you to get married so soon. Eh, but thank God it has predestined you to unite. I pray that your marriage is always happy, yes,” said Eva while hugging Dara after giving her a wedding gift.
“Alhamdulillah, you quickly follow yes. I always pray for the best,” said Dara with a sweet smile.
“Stevan congratulations too, yes.”
“Hei, Bro. Congratulations, yes!” Alden hugged Stevan as he patted Stevan on the back.
“Dara, also congratulations. Anyway may your marriage be sadinah, mawardah, warohmah. May you always have blessings, mercy, favors from Him. For Stevan, take care of my best friend. I want my best friend to be happy with you!”
Stevan smiled, he was happy and grateful that his wife had a friend with a high level of concern for Dara. He was grateful that his wife had friends as good as them.
And one thing he can't deny. He was so grateful that God had destined the two of them to be together. Dara said, God is good. God separates but unites. Stevan believes that the separation that happened was a test that God gave him.
Once again, Stevan is ceaselessly grateful to God. It turns out that nothing is more beautiful than to be grateful for His matchless favor.
To be continued ....