MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

THE TAARUF 3

NARITA POV

After my sentence regarding my hesitation to choose one among the 2 people who were proposing to me. The atmosphere became rumbling, not a little whispering. I was silent in a few seconds too.

“However, after I entered this room. After I saw him, I saw my parents here. I assume that this is the answer to my prayers during these 2 weeks. Mr ustadz, if it can be hastened, why should it be postponed?” my continue.

“Alhamdullillahi robbil ‘alamin” all simultaneously say it, as a sign of relief for my answer.

Then Mr. Ustadz asked for time to discuss for a moment with his team. Given that there are still 3 more pairs to be met, they must decide whether the wedding is held at this time, or wait for the three couples to be reunited first. But because of the consideration of respecting the pengupulu who has been present, it was decided to hold a wedding at this time as well.

Mr. Ustadz and team then began to arrange our sitting position in the room for the marriage contract procession. During that time, I approached my mother, took her to the edge of the back door, and cried in her arms. After being satisfied to hug him, I asked permission from the ustadzah to call the sister of Sriti to enter the marriage certificate room. Ms. Ustadzah finally called her sister Sriti and took her to the room where we were. When I saw Sriti, I immediately rushed into his arms. I hugged her tightly with a still-shattering cry.

“Na, congratulations yes. Finally you find half of your soul, next to your ribs, your soul mate, someone you love and also love. May you always be happy, Na.” mbak Sriti patted my back.

Hearing his words, my forehead frowned, immediately I let go of my embrace “Where do you know Davis loves me?”

“I'm sorry Na. I didn't tell you all this. Me and Davis purposely wanted to give you a wonderful surprise. Even what is happening right now is over my idea!” mbak Sriti smiling jumawa.

“Hah??? Seriously loe mbak??? So this is all your idea and scenario?” with a loud voice.

“Sorry Na. I was also surprised when Davis said that he was the same faith as you. During this time you hesitate to step with him because of differences, but once you know that there are no more obstacles, Davis also wants to be given certainty as soon as possible, well finally like now this is!” mbak Sriti.

“Ihhhh, you are evil,,, make me shock, nervous, stress!”

“Always the same child! Look out for a reply later!” I then glanced at Davis, but he was focusing on something else.

“It's up to you guys if that. It will be your first night, xixixixixixiix. Her good revenge!” said mbak Sriti while listening to the grin.

“By the way, thank you yes, mbak. Thank you for being the bridge between me and him. Thank you for giving me this great idea. Thank you for helping us to unite. Hopefully what mbak Sriti did this time will get a generous reward from Alloh SWT” said and guaranteed by him. There were no tears flowing so fast, even though there was no crying at all.

Mbak Sriti then wiped my tears while saying “Have not cried anymore. The bride-to-be's eyes are swollen, the powder is faded, the hijab is a mess of gini!” she justifies my hijab.

Me, mbak Sriti and mother again sat down at the back of the row leaning against the wall while waiting for the preparation to be completed.

DAVIS POV

Today is a very historic day in my entire life. Today I officially proposed to a girl directly in front of the girl I love very much, my first love and hopefully my last love, in front of her parents, in front of the ustadz and ustadzah. Today, he officially finally received my proposal. What really makes me happy is that today she will officially be my wife.

Recalling the events of a few minutes ago, my heart was pounding as I waited for an answer, whether or not he would accept my proposal. I was not completely confident that I would win her heart, because all this time Narita was warm but also very cold, friendly but also very sad, he was able to cover up what he felt very tightly. He is able to make other people believe in what he wants, even though it is not in reality. But it was precisely she who was like that, making her a special woman. He was able to make me and some men so easily fall in love with him. We fell in love with her not necessarily because of her physique, but rather her personality and ability to maintain well her dignity as a woman.

Then, when he answered my proposal with the word ‘I am willing to pack Ustadz’, I can't describe the happiness that I felt at that time. I feel like I've been freed from a big rock that's been squeezing my chest all along.

Narita, I love you so much…..

I love you more and more…..

I wanted to scream to say that in front of him. But I'm holding back because I respect the place where I am at the moment.

When I said my wish to marry her right now, I did say it confidently, steadily, as if there were no burdens. And here, the leaflets are getting louder and I cannot control them. Plus, getting her loving eyes, my God, added more to my gurgling and nervousness.

However, again and again when he answered ‘if it can be hastened, why should be postponed’, I want to immediately cry and give unparalleled thanks for what happened today. I tried to hold back the tears of happiness in order to keep my good name in front of everyone. I want to look gallant, authoritative, steady, confident, and cool as a gentleman invites his woman to marry.

Since then, we have not spoken at all. I wanted to say hello, but I held back. Jaim is told. But later after we're official, after he's halal for me, I'll hold him tight and I won't let go. Just imagining it makes me smile.

To treat my kangen taste, I occasionally steal a glance at him. But when he deliberately stole a glance at me, ‘hayooo you yelled yes!’ in my heart smile smirk. She timidly threw a glance in the other direction because of the starey look.Ah what a sweetness my future wife is.

I'm sure he wouldn't have thought before about today. This sweet surprise really made her cry. May it be your tears of happiness, my dear.

After all the preparations were completed, Mr. Ustadz allowed us to occupy our seats in accordance with the direction of Mr. Ustadz and his team. This event without preparation, does not require a long-winded arrangement of events. After Mr. Ustadz gave his opening, prayer, and a little encouragement, the qabul ijab began.

We all sat down with Mr. Bagus and I sat facing each other just separated by a small table. Mr. Ustadz gave the command so that me and Mr. Good shake hands.  We were also trained to say the word ijab qabul.

After feeling enough practice, finally the actual ijab qabul began.

Pak Bagus recited the Ijab reading:

“I marry and I marry you brother/Ananda Davis Narendra Oxley bin Dawson Oxley with my son Narita Prameswari with his mascarina of Precious Metals weighing 400 grams and a set of gold jewelry diamonds, Cash.”

Then I said Kabul:

I accepted her marriage and married Narita Prameswari bint Bagus Permana with her mascarina, Tunai.

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