Sincerity Jelita's Heart

Chapter 85. Be Valid

My wedding day with Jelita arrived. My heart has been pounding ever since. Even when the guests invited me to chat, I was already unfocused. My mind is fixed on how the pronunciation of ijab qobul later. I am afraid of being wrong and having to repeat it a few times. Grogi obviously, shame too. How will many people laugh at me if I get it wrong.

"Ris, look at that wife-to-be. Subhanallah, beauty. You are very lucky to be her husband" said one of my neighbors looking at a figure who looked like my heavenly angel. This is the first time I've seen Jelita wearing a head covering.

Yes, on this very important day for us, Jelita decided to close her aura. I was both proud and moved, not expecting Jelita to change so quickly. He often said he wanted to use the hijab and I said it was okay to slow down, no need to force if not ready. But it turns out that on this special day he used this moment to change.

We have decided to become better human beings. Lately also we often follow the study and consult with ustadz.

In front of me Jelita looked down at her face. "Why down? Lift up your head, let me see the beauty of my future wife" I said, lifting Jelita's chin.

I could say nothing more this time as I looked closely at how the face of the woman who was about to become my wife would look. Her beauty increased many times than before. I am so lucky to be the man he loves.

"I'm ashamed, am I ugly?" ask Jelita.

"Where is possible, quite the opposite. You are so beautiful Jelita. Even though your hair is no longer visible and your body parts have been tightly closed earlier you are even more beautiful."

"You're not saying that because you want to make me happy."

"No, baby, you are beautiful. Not only your heart but your heart as well." I am getting better at praising him.

We joked and teased each other and it made me forget my nervousness. Until the time comes, where I make a sacred promise to live in marriage.

Cheers, cries and gratitude for the smooth process of ijab qobul. I myself feel relieved and also moved because finally the woman I love has now legitimately become my wife.

Alternately we put on a ring and Jelita kissed the back of my hand and I kissed her forehead. We looked at each other and smiled.

The event was continued with greetings from invited guests and various other processions. Quite tiring but also will not be forgotten because I will only experience once in my lifetime.

The party lasts until night. Families, neighbors and relatives came to change. Jelita and I have prepared a lot of food for the guests so there is no need to worry anymore they are short of food. Mother and mas Doni are in charge of welcoming guests in front. And relatives are there to help when guests come in droves.

Until ten in the evening the guests were still very much. I who saw Jelita was very tired also told her to just rest.

"But what if someone is looking for a mas," he said it's not good if someone is looking.

"Alright, I'm sleepy too. Then I'll go inside first mas."

I nodded and smiled at the woman who was already my legal wife. Aahh yes I just remembered, that means from tonight I can do anything with Jelita right. We are legal in the eyes of the state and religion. Hopefully after this the guest is not much so I can directly hit Jelita.

Guests who come at night are mostly fathers. They also spent a long time talking. Can't they understand that tonight is our first night.

"Finally it's done too." I unbuttoned my top shirt. It feels so sultry and sticky all over this body.

"There are no more guests, we better get it done" said one of the neighbors who helped.

"Tomorrow is okay Rif. You must be tired too. So this is cleared up tomorrow." Of course because I also want to get inside the house immediately.

"Well we'll come early in the morning and clean this up. Then we go Mas Haris."

I went inside the house and locked the door. Of course Jelita's house, while mother was in my house with some relatives who stayed overnight. Sasha seems to be in my wife's room. I slowly headed to the room not wanting to build Sasha who would have been sleeping. It could be bad if the child wakes up at this time.

I even let go of my sandals so as not to make a sound.

I slowly opened my wife's room. I saw he was asleep under the blanket. With the dim light I saw the peaceful face of my beautiful wife. She took off her hijab as it turned out, it didn't matter because there was only me her husband who was here.

"Good sleep, my wife, we're finally legally married." I kissed her forehead slowly.

After that, I decided to clean up first. It feels very sticky and uncomfortable when sleeping can be like that.

In the bathroom I cleaned myself, took a shower under the shower. My perfect muscles I rub very cleanly. Ah if only Jelita had not slept, surely we could have passed the first night beautifully, but I also did not have the heart to wake her. Never mind, doing it could be another time and it doesn't have to be tonight. There's plenty of time next time.

I came out of the bathroom with a towel that I wrapped around my waist. And I left my upper body exposed.

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