Qalqalah Wedding

After Akad

Brains ..

The sound of the door being opened so loudly made the woman standing behind the man aghast in shock. The woman who had just had a marriage contract with the man looked terrified.

The man who was standing one step ahead of him now turned his body and drew a sharp look at him.

"SATIS YOU NOW? SATISFIED THAT YOU CAN MARRY ME?!!"

The woman flinched, her body stiffened and her breathing was restrained. The man who had previously looked very good instantly turned into a monster.

"Mas Hika, is it my fault, mas?" ask the woman while sobbing.

"Who are you? It's your fault that you approved of this marriage, Qiya! Though obviously you know I have Zahira!" hika made Qiya's tears hard.

"Why should I? Why should I be the one you're wrong with, mas? If you don't want this wedding to happen, why don't you just refuse your mother's request!" reply Qiya among her sobs.

Hika silenced for a moment. He could have refused this marriage, only he was most adamant about denying the mother's request.

"Why are you quiet, my mom? You want to blame me again for the marriage we both agreed to?"

"There will be no 'us' between me and you, until ever!" hika said before finally choosing to leave.

Qiya was speechless no more. He stared at the back of Hika's departure with tears in his eyes. The day that he thought to be the day of history the greatest happiness in his life, just the opposite. It turned out that Hika was not as good as he thought, so the heart of Hika said words that so narrowed her heart.

***

After arranging the clothes into the closet, Qiya laid her body on the bed. Previously he was told Hika's room by the middle-aged woman who worked in the house.

Qiya glanced at the wall clock there, the clock was almost showing at eleven o'clock at night, but Hika had not returned. The night should be the night that the bride and groom are waiting for, it becomes a night full of tears.

Two hours had passed, but Hika had not yet revealed the trunk of her nose. Qiya who had previously chosen to wait in the living room now decided to return to the room.

"Den Hika hasn't come home yet, Non?" tanya bi Iyam, the household assistant in the house.

Qiya who was already standing was about to undo his intentions.

"No, bi, yet" Qiya replied with a headband.

"Don't try on the phone?"

Bi Iyam's question made Qiya aware if she did not have a male phone number who is currently her husband.

As if understanding what was currently in Qiya's mind, bi Iyam immediately thrust his phone telling Hika's number.

"Non can copy Den Hika's number."

Qiya took bi Iyam's phone away, then copied the number.

"Still, bi," said Qiya after copying Hika's number.

"No, bi. It'sit's okay. Aunty's sleeping, it's too bad."

"Yes, then aunt came to the room first, Non."

"Yes, bi. Please!"

While bi Iyam went to her room, Qiya tried to call Hika's number. He hoped the man would answer the phone from him.

"Alhamdulillaah, connect," he said.

A few seconds later, the text ringing on the screen turned into seconds when the phone sign was lifted.

"Hello, assalamu'alaikum .. Who?"

Qiya who was originally happy and her mouth that had been opened to say something now broke her speech intention after hearing the voice of the woman who answered the phone from her.

Qiya checked her phone screen, afraid she was wrong to copy the number given by Bi Iyam. But he thought he copied the number correctly.

"Hello, who, huh?" repeat girls from there.

"Ha-hello, yes, waalaikumussalaam .. Sorry isn't this Hika's number?" qiya asked above her doubts.

"Yes, right. I'm Zahira, it just so happens that Hika again plays to my house."

The sentence of the woman who claimed to be named Zahira managed to make Qiya cultivate a clear liquid in her eye fertilizer.

"Sorry, who are you, huh? What is it about Hika? Let me tell you later!" zahira said because he did not hear the voice of the caller anymore.

Qiya realized, if the phone connection is still connected.

"May you please tell me the same mas Hika, please call back to this number later?!" pinta Qiya was a little disinclined.

"Oh, yes, I can. Later I will tell you, it just so happens that Hika is in the toilet. Anything else?"

"Enough, that's all. Thanks in advance, assalamu'alaikum ..."

"Name-sama, waalaikumussalaam .."

Qiya ended her phone call. Now he could no longer hold back the tears that managed to break through the fortress of his eye patch.

It was painful, in a moment that should be the first night for a couple of brides, Hika was even with another woman.

Qiya slumped to the floor, her knees as if squeezing at the news.

"It's okay, but my heart hurts so much, mas," said Qiya accompanied by crying Isak.

_Connected_