Not the Bride of Choice

Meet the In-Law

Finished I was guided to the guarantee by bukde and my mother.

We walked towards the pelaminan while sobbing.

It was so heavy my footsteps.

My body feels between conscious and not.

I sat next to Mas Ali who faced Mr. Penghulu who was ready to marry us.

"I accept the marriage of Alisya Ayudia Ahmad with a dowry a set of prayer tools and gold worth 2 grams paid in cash" mas Ali said with one word and legitimately by the witness and the ruler who was in front of us.

" barakallah." I heard Mr. Pengulu closed our wedding by offering a prayer.

Finished our prayer asked to face. Mas Ali lifted a set of Prayer Tools and gave them to me.

Then wrapped around a 2-gram gold ring my sweet pursuits.

I kissed her palm as a sign of a wife's devotion to her husband.

Then we made a condolence to both our parents as well as the families present.

Followed by neighbors and friends who were present to witness the marriage contract.

Right in front of me now stood Mas Fahri who was looking at me full of disappointment and just passed after greeting us.

My heart broke instantly and I became very resentful of Aisyah who ran away and acted responsibly at all.

because of her now I must be willing to be a substitute bride and marry a man I do not know at all.

Then followed by Mia who immediately hugged me and we sobbed both.

He strengthened me.

"This is your destiny Ca. I pray that you guys are happy. You must be strong" he said as he hugged me.

At his handshake Mas Ali .

"Please take care of Ica, she is my best friend, I know her very well, she is a very good woman. I'm sure you're lucky to get it. I pray you're happy" Mia told Mas Ali.

Ali only replied with a slight smile.

At exactly 12.30 hours the event was over.

The guests are no longer there.

Of course this marriage is rumored.

I went into my room, I removed all the makeup on my face and immediately performed the dzuhur prayer.

Then I put my body in bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up I saw that the wall clock had shown at 15:20 wib.

Kuraih hijabku and headed to the kitchen because I was very hungry.

I sat next to the bukde and tasted the cake at the dinner table.

"So your father was looking for you loh nduk." said bukde.

"Why bukde? " let me go back.

"Your parents said they wanted to go back to the hotel for a break. Because it's reception tomorrow so they want to rest first. But you're instead cool with molor in the room. Your husband also seems to have not eaten it, you better prepare a dish and invite him to eat all together "bukde said again.

"now you are Mas Ali's wife and you have the obligation to serve her as a wife should serve her husband. Otherwise, GOD will curse you. do you want to be cursed by ALLAH? " ask bukde again.

I'm shaking.

"No way to dong bukde. Afraid ah. His language is high. Yaudah I prepare a meal first" I said while preparing a meal and then went to find Mas Ali.

I saw her in Aisyah's room sitting on the side of the bed holding her cellphone, slowly tapping the door and I saw her turn.

"Mas Ali has lunch? if not, let's eat" I said nervously.

"I had a meal with my father and my husband on the front porch" he said, staring back at his cellphone screen.

"Oh well" I said, then went to the kitchen in a rather fast pace, and suddenly my appetite was gone.

After dinner everyone went back to their rooms.

bukde and Pakde also entered the guest room. Mom and Dad went back to their room to rest.

I am still confused.

Do I have to go back to my room or Aisyah's room? I'm still sitting on the porch with a mind that's really not funny.

Then I decided to sleep in my room.

And leave Mas Ali alone in Ayesha's room.