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Wedding's day.part 2.

My name is Siti Khairani, my father who gave me that name, until now I do not remember his face, because my father left us when we were children, and did not know anything, while my mother, my father, did not know anything,unable to take care of us, and unable to accept my father's abandonment, he left us, went far, no matter where, perhaps he was remarried at this time, I did not want to know about it, nor did I want to know about it, fortunately, my grandmother still loved and cared for us, so that we could grow up and develop, even without the care and affection of our parents. We also love Grandma very much, because she is the only one who loves and protects us. When I was a kid, I used to be humiliated and bullied by my friends at school, which was common to me, because it was true that they said I had no father and no mother, no father and no mother,and just expecting mercy from family and others, because we are helpless, that is the fact, even if it is the case, we never beg others,but there are also other sisters who gave their alms to us, he said although our parents are still alive, we can also be equated with orphans, because my grandmother took care of and raised us.

I am now 23 years old, on October 10, 2012, is my wedding day. After I finished decorating, I came out of the room, my white bridal dress, very fitting in my slender body, the color of my skin that was yellow, as if it were fused with the color of my clothes, I was like,the neighbors didn't expect me to be this pretty either, maybe because I usually only wear thin powder, and never wear lipstick, just lipgloss, and I always wear the hijab, wherever I go. They said I was beautiful and sweet, I felt uncomfortable hearing it, because I didn't feel like they said, I didn't have high self-confidence,I always felt humble and humble, that's who I am.

When I peeked at my future husband from the window, I was so fascinated to see him, making my heart skip a beat, falling more and more in love with him.

After the groom sat in front of the ruler, I was immediately guided by my grandmother to sit next to my future husband. She was fixated on seeing me, maybe she didn't expect me to be as beautiful as I am now, my ideal height, and my face polished with makeup, making me look even prettier.

Pak Penghulu told bang Izal to take ablution, so that the marriage contract can be started immediately. Bang Izal stood up and immediately took ablution in the bathroom, when he was done, he immediately returned to the marriage certificate room, and sat to my right. It turned out that he was also feeling nervous, just like I was experiencing, I had seen his hands trembling while shaking hands with my sister, who had already sat next to the pak penghulu, and they were facing each other with us.

I received the marriage and marriage of Siti Khairani bin Zulkarnain with a set of prayer tools and cash of ten million rupiah...

tuuuna...

with one breath, izal bang so fluent and eloquent, maybe he has long practice saying his Kabul ijab..

Legitimate..

Legitimate...

Legitimate...

said the pengulu father and the witnesses, and the invited guests who were present.

We were all wise in that common prayer, and guaranteed every prayer that the last one said. Finished praying, I also greeted the legitimate Izal bang as my husband, and I was very happy, but I saw the usual Izal bang, unlike me who always smiled happily to see it. In my mind at that time, was he unhappy with our marriage,?, did he regret marrying me who had no heart and nothing?, I never asked him, he said,does he love me or not,?, because I think he has the same feelings as me, I love him sincerely and as he is, but that feeling I immediately removed from my mind, maybe he was thinking a lot, he said,I never asked him what his job was, because his cousin used to tell me that Izal bang is just a palm fruit harvester in his village, that's why I didn't ask him again to bang Izal, what his job is, what is, all I know is that he must be a responsible man who will love and protect me with all his heart.

After the kabul event, the neighbors began to arrange dishes, glasses, and hand washing, I also helped them arrange it, and arrange the food, which has been distributed to small plates and large plates. Such was my simple wedding, as a girl, I was like those who often imagined a festive marriage, and who would marry me was a white riding prince, but that was just a delusion, the delusion of an innocent girl like me, who often heard Cinderella's story, which was impossible in real life.

Finished enjoying the dishes we provided, the father and the other neighbors left my uncle's house, while carrying a pack of rice that had been provided on the table. After eating, I rushed to the room to change my clothes, which was quite heavy and complicated. Now I'm wearing a gold batik dress mixed in black, with a gold hijab. This shirt was bought by my aunt from the warden, along with a new dlam outfit, as well as my favorite pink bed cover, I was happy to accept the gift of my uncle and aunt, which I thought would not give me any gift, I thought,it was fitting that their luggage was very much, as my aunt who was invited to buy me complete kitchen equipment. I didn't expect my aunt to have prepared such a precious gift, maybe I had misjudged them, which I thought only my grandmother in this world loved and cared for us, turns out my uncle and aunt also had my attention.

I said many thanks to my uncle and aunt, that was all I could do to return their goodwill to me. Finished packing, I met my husband's Izal bang, and he was chatting with my uncle and grandmother. I didn't know what they were talking about, when I got there, I sat down next to my grandmother, and asked what they were talking about, and my grandmother just smiled, and said, "just talk about you guys, after this where you want to live,and how you went about your college, that's just my grandson,".

I smiled at my grandmother's words, and at once I felt sad that I was going to stay away from my grandmother, and rarely met later, I immediately hugged her and kissed her cheek. After a long story and joking, finally the group who came with Izal bang also invited us to leave immediately so as not to stay on the road. I immediately greeted my uncle and aunt while hugging them, and my sister too, the last one was my grandmother, I cried hugging her while saying goodbye to her, grandma and all those who were still there also cried, because they were moved.

Bang Izal and the rest of the group said goodbye to my family, and everyone who was still in my uncle's house. We rode in the minibus parked in front of my uncle's house, with a heavy heart I left my family and went with my husband wherever he went, I would always be with him.

A few hours later, we arrived at the old mountain, the home of Izal's parents bang. Already many people who welcomed us in front of the house, we got out of the car, then stepped towards his house bang Izal, which we might also occupy. Arriving in front of the house, I greeted them one by one, they welcomed me well, while introducing myself. They invited us into the house, after performing the traditional rituals in this village. We are welcome to sit on a mat made of woven pandan leaves, which are covered in customary cloth as well, and our feet are covered in a long brown cloth patterned batik.

The traditional elders were already sitting around us, and starting our welcoming event. One of the traditional elders also said a word of welcome, and accompanied by his introduction, and some advice in living household life so that sakinah, mawaddah, warohmah, and so on until the event called "Marsattan" this is done, and we listen with all our heart to all the advice or advice given by the traditional elders here. At exactly 11 pm, the event was over, then we were welcome to eat, coincidentally the food we would eat together that had been cooked at my uncle's house. We eat with greed, because I have been holding back hunger, they do not feel sorry for us, who need energy also later to combine love, hehehe. I smiled at myself imagining what we were going to do the first night. We have grown up, we know it too.

After the meal, we were welcome to rest in the room provided. The Izal bang house has three rooms, two small rooms, only the Izal bang room is quite large. The back room near the bathroom, was my father-in-law's room, the front room, we were occupying, the second room near the dining room was my sister-in-law's room. After changing my clothes with pajamas, I rushed to the bathroom to wash my face which had started to feel itchy due to the influence of makeup I was wearing, finished cleaning myself, I took ablution for prayer isya. After the prayer, I caught up with my husband in the room, apparently he was not in our room, it seems like he was in the bathroom to clean himself up.

I lay my body on the bed, tired, I fell asleep, and I didn't realize....

Seriate...