PROOF OF LOVE FOR THE STARS

73 House of in-laws

Attention! There are many pov here 😊

Hopefully not confused yes 😊

Ezra

After Rion went through that most stressful process. Now it's my turn.

I shook the hand of a judge. Because Zoya was sent to her late mother.

I know all of his past and I proudly accept it. Zoya, who is trying to become a better person, marries and gives birth to offspring in a good way.

I pray in my heart. May be launched and facilitated in pronouncing the qabul sentence later.

"... cash."

I immediately connected after the judge finished with the sentence of his ijab.

"I received the marriage of Zoya Khairumi Bramantyo bint Khairumi Bramantyao with the dowry of three hundred and eighty one million four hundred and thirty-nine thousand eight hundred rupiah in cash."

"How's witness?"

"Well." Right."

"Alhamdulillah." Wedding prayers are chanted. All the waiting, the doubts, the nervousness collapsed instantly. It was as if Allat had lifted the barrier between me and Zoya.

Hugging him is no longer a sin. Removing her tears is my duty. Carving her smile is a must for me.

And when the girl came down from the second floor. I saw her as beautiful as that.

O Allah, if the angel of heaven is as beautiful as she is. Then lead me and him to your heaven. I want to spend the rest of my life, the world and the hereafter with him.

Zoya is right next to me. All the processes we do together with Rion and Bi.

Starting from the signing of the marriage book, the delivery of dowry, to the installation of rings.

Kiss your hands and kiss your forehead.

I had a chance to recite a prayer in his crown. This is the advice of an ustadz that Rion deliberately invited a few days ago to give me and Rion advice on marriage.

"Dad..." I cried in my father's arms. We split ten years. And now I have a new family.

"Happy always, Zra. Sorry I was never there by your side."

"Dad's current presence means a lot to Ezra."

I greet my stepmother. He's nice to me, because maybe he doesn't have any kids.

"Congratulations Ezra, be the responsible head of the family, son."

"God willing, ma'am."

"Zra, Mama tipped our Zoya. Our kasayangan." Mama Lintang was no longer able to continue her words.

Maybe Mama Lintang is worried because they don't know me and my family very well.

But if it's the Stars, he believes in Rion and his family who in fact were their best friends decades ago.

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Latitudinal

My shoulders were shaking up and down watching Papa Darma marry my biological daughter, Bintang.

The girl who is present in the marriage bond, is present in a halal relationship. But she was unlucky to lose the father figure who should have currently shaken the hand of her future husband. Transferring responsibility from a parent to a man of his choice.

Mama Citra continuously wiped her tears with her faithful Flower embracing her. Mama must be very sad and must be very sad.

And the world fell on me when Ezra had to shake the hand of the judge by calling Zoya by the name of Kharumi Bramantyo.

This is if we are not careful in our relationship. The faults and sins of the Zina that presents the child actually have an impact on the child itself.

Yeah, not sent to his father. And that means not being able to marry his biological father as a marriage guardian even though the father is still alive and has married his mother.

And at a time like this, a mistake of the past is re-exposed. But Zoya is very strong. She's our favorite girl.

When we all agreed not to mention bint after Zoya's name to make her not discouraged. It is precisely Zoya who goes forward and wants to keep calling the name Arum in the sentence Ijab qabulu.

"Zoya wanted to keep his name called. Zoya wants everyone to know that Zoya never regrets having been born from Arum's mother's womb."

"And Zoya wants everyone to know that Zoya has a great mom and dad. Who accepts Zoya even though Zoya is a wound." Akhtar and I hugged him.

*What your heart is made of, son. Mama knows your heart has been broken many times. But you stand still.

I hope Ezra can be your companion and protect you, son. Mom's prayer always accompanies Zoya*'s footsteps*.

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Star

"Zoy, I'm nervous."

"Same, Bi." Whisper Zoya as I choose to wait in the same room as Zoya. We are still accompanied by uti and Riana's grandmother.

"Where is Rion, Zoy." I hooked my fingers on her nervous cusp. "Hopefully Rion doesn't pee in her pants, Zoy."

Zoya laughed softly. "What I'm afraid is that Rion is making a joke, Bi."

"I'm more afraid Ezra shouted Enzoy your kebab guys. Enjoy it."

"Not that, Bi."

"You pray, son."

"Calm down and eliminate nervousness by praying. Not kidding each other like this." Uti and grandma were staring at us.

"Pray that your future husband will be smooth when saying the qabul sentence. And your marriage is legal."

"You guys want to stay here? Do not want to down the signature of the same marriage book receive a dowry?"

"Yes to grandma."

"Make him pray."

And a man's voice began to be heard from the loudspeakers. "The way is about to begin."

Zoya and I stiffened.

And all passed quickly. Rion's one breath now makes me his rightful wife. So does Zoya.

We're going downstairs.

My husband's. Very handsome. At first glance I saw the face of Rion who looked fresh like he had just been named the winner of the 1M lottery.

All our processes passed. Feels fun. Like a burden lifted.

Kissing Rion's hand for the first time. Aiisshh. Halal but still thrilling.

Shaking hands at everyone, photo sessions, eating meals, all passed by. Until before the Dzuhur prayer I and Zoya will return to the room to clean the makeup. Because only the nuclear family is left at home.

Rion and Ezra had even taken off their coats since earlier.

Moreover, Zoya and I have to hold the sultry because of the layer-layered hijab that is installed in our heads.

"Ezra isn't Rion going up?" ask papi Ray. When Zoya and I climbed the stairs. Papi's? feels cheesy in my tongue.

Well, start this seductive seductive session. Zoya and I stopped on the fourth step.

Rion and Ezra threw their faces in shame.

"Later to pi. It's still rame."

"yes om. They're gonna change their clothes, too."

"bluah. What do you want to go upstairs?" Ask papa.

"Pake reason is still the same race still want to change clothes." continued papa.

"Yes, yeah, I don't know." Rion nervous. I hold my smile.

"Both papa's children should remain intact until the reception. If they are exhausted and cannot walk. You two are gone."

"Huhahah." Satya's father and Ray's father laughed. "Papa's possessive base."

"You, I've never been young."

Papa was silent while holding back his laughter. I know he's just kidding.

"Rion, Ezra." Satya's father looked at the two.

Zoya and I waited until the continuation of Satya's father's words because it looks like he will convey important things.

"You can go up later after they clean up. Rest. You must have been tired and last night must have been stubborn and had a hard time sleeping."

Both nod.

"But promise yes."

"Above later, don't battle skidipapap."

"Your in-laws' house could collapse."

Everyone's laughter made Rion and Ezra's faces flushed with embarrassment.

Me and Zoya are careless. Finally we went back up the stairs to get into the room.

"Bi, why is our family all wiro sableng?"

"Or Zoy. That's not Sky yet to say."

"Well yes. If he talks. Ah. I'm Bi."

We split up and went into each other's rooms.

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Note :

The marriage contract can be by mentioning or not mentioning binti. The marriage remains valid. Because the most important thing is the presence of the groom, bride, guardian, ijab and qabul and two qualified male witnesses such as Islam, puberty and so on.

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If Sky spoke, what would he say?

plis trail 😁