Pasung Tuan Muda's

16. Ijab Kabul

Revan POV

This morning was very beautiful, the sun was shining very bright as if through the glass window of the balcony of the house. Just where the wedding was about to take place in a few hours, I rushed over wearing a black bridal suit. Once neat, do not forget to spray perfume on all parts of the body.

The smell of it was so charming that I fell in love with how I looked this time. Unceasingly the two eyeballs stared steadily at the triangle-shaped mirror. With my right hand, I combed my hair several times. It took nearly thirty minutes, and it was finally over.

The wedding did not take place at home. However, we chose a luxurious building in the city center. While at home there is also Marissa, what people say later if I remarry while the wife is still in a state of madness.

The footsteps led me to immediately exit the room, walking leisurely while humming nonstop.

Right in a corridor that connects between the guest room to the room—Marissa. Instantly I stopped and turned my gaze toward the center of vision.

The door to access to the cellar was wide open, probably because Bi Ira was feeding the wife I had put up a few weeks ago.

My heart and feelings were very worried at once, and then I nodded. 'Marissa, what are you doing, yeah, over there? Suddenly, this misses. Ah, what's wrong if I ask for my permission and blessing this morning. So that one day he will not be so surprised if I have married again.'

Tracing the stairs made of cement arrangement, so steep and step should be extra careful. From the verge of vision, Bi Ira was already there feeding the wife full of affection.

Without any revolt, it seems that Marissa is already a little less anarchist than usual. Little by little, footsteps reached the center of the location.

I also stopped while staring softly at the wife who was still very tight, her ankles seemed reddened because of the marks of chains and iron shackles as a locking tool for her movement. With my head up, I walked back.

Alongside the woman who used to be an angel in my life. However, when this changed three hundred and sixty degrees, the love was slowly lost and replaced by Siska who had succeeded in conquering this heart.

Bi Ira raised his head, he said. "Master ... tidy this morning, where are you going?" he asked, then the middle-aged woman placed the plate on her lap.

"I'm getting married today to Siska, Bi." After answering, the gaze turned towards the floor.

"Astaghfirullah ... Signore. The madam is sick like this, but can you marry again?" he said by raising the tone of voice.

"Bi, I have no other choice. Siska is pregnant with my child now, otherwise I marry soon, what people say."

Bi Ira also snatched. "Master, remember karma. If God does not sleep, there will one day be vengeance for all that you have done."

"I don't care about karma, because until now Marissa could not give me offspring. She's not a perfect woman, what's wrong if I find a replacement!" hardikku while pointing at the face of Marissa who was looking up to the ceiling.

Instantly the atmosphere was very quiet, the middle-aged woman who I had considered as a biological mother actually defended— Marissa—the crazy wife. While changing the squatting position, I also looked at the wife's face from a distance of twenty centimeters.

Using my right hand, I stroked the hair of the woman who was pulling out her head. "Mar, today I'm getting married. Please ... give me that blessing. Later, if your memory has recovered. We will get back together again, but if you still can't heal. These pairs will accompany you to the end of death that takes you away forever."

The wife opened her mouth slowly, maybe she wanted to say something. However, all this time he said only relying on hallucinations is not necessarily direction. Maybe this time I can make sure that the crazy woman on the left will say the same thing.

"Mas, someday we will meet in a real game. For now, you managed to make me like trash. Remember my words for the next seventeen years, you will feel ten times more pain with what is happening today."

Hearing that, I took a breath. Both eyes began to glaze over, finally Marissa began to be able to remember little by little what was going on.

Because I did not want to linger in the slums, finally the position of the body changed to stand firm and step away.

"I swear by the heavens and the earth that are watching this moment, one day you will feel what I feel, Mother."

"Basic crazy woman! You fantasize too much, Mar. Walking away could not want to swear me, ha ha ha ..," my lips as I threw a swipe at him, staring intently at the watch in his left hand, I left the room that was located underground.

Arriving at the yard, I entered the car and immediately drove to the location of kabul ijab. The place that I have paid a lot of money and entertainment from foreign artists also took part in the happy moment this morning. Taking nearly twenty minutes, I finally reached the center of the location.

The guests had already crowded the courtyard and some had rushed in. Some of them are already sitting in red chairs. Using both hands, I repaired the black suit and approached the witnesses and the men in the copy. Also, wrapped in white turban.

The heart beats very fast, because this is the happiest moment of a lifetime. Before I got married, I had a child in Siska's womb, unlike Marissa who was not a wife. Taking a deep breath, I stared steadily at a car that had stopped in the doorway.

Siska also came along with her relatives, she walked very gracefully and fit to wear the light blue crown. Moreover, her wedding dress is also very expensive and nice, adding more value to this self-view without getting bored.

What I'm surprised at this moment is, why—mother bladder—Siska did not attend her daughter's wedding. Because I also do not want his mother who is a village present, so that this self remains cool and awaits the pledge quickly implemented.

Finally, Siska arrived before me. He circulated a faint smile and occasionally turned his face towards the floor.

From the left side, the head said. "Can we start the show now?" tanyakanya.

"Can, sir, we start now," I said as I stared at the other person.

Then the witnesses sat down where they were available. Mr. Penghulu also sat opposite me at this time, he thrust his right hand and left hand holding the microphone.

بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيم

"I marry you, Ananda Revan Maulana Rikas Santoso Bin Jamaluddin Maulana Rikas Santoso to Siska Veronika Anastasya Binti Sulaiman, with full marital gold, cash and one car paid in cash."

I also answered loudly.

"I accept the marriage, Siska Veronika Anastasya Binti Sulaiman, with the dowry paid in cash."

"How are the witnesses, legitimate?" ask the three witnesses. And he looked towards the left and the will.

"Sah ..," said the three witnesses followed by guests who were around ijab kabul.

"Alhamdulillah ..," said pak penghulu again.

بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيم

اَللَّهُمَّ إِنِّيْ أَسْأَلُكَ مِنْ خَيْرِهَا وَخَيْرِ مَا جَبَلْتَهَا عَلَيْهِ ، وَأَعُوْذَ بِكَ مِنْ شَرِّهَا وَشَرِّ مَا جَبَلْتَهَا عَلَيْهِ

Latinos:

Allahumma inni as aluka khoyrohaa wa khoyro maa jabaltahaa. Wa a'udzubika min syarri haa wa min syarri maa jabaltahaa.

Meaning:

"O Allah, I ask You for His goodness and the good You have created for Him, and I take refuge in You from the ugliness of which You have created." (HR Abu Dawud, Ibn Majah).

Finished reading the prayer, I thrust my right hand at the legal wife on the side. He also grabbed and kissed very softly. In response, then I kissed her forehead full of affection.

After a few minutes, we rushed to the temple and will do a photo shoot to capture a beautiful moment today. It seems that visitors who come from among employees or from the richest CEO of the country crowded the event, they also lined up neatly up the guarantee and gave prayers for me at this time.

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