Stuck Married a Contract with a Young Arab Master

To the reception

The day was fast passing, it did not feel like it had been a week since Aqad Sultan and Sumayya.

Today is the time to hold the Sultan and Sumayya reception which will be held in a hotel specifically on rent for the wedding.

This afternoon the Sultan and Muhammad had tried to go to the interior ministry to register the marriage of the Sultan and Maymunah, but since Maymunah was not an Arab, and the Sultan had a legal wife before, he said, then the second marriage must have permission from the first legal wife and plus there must be a doctor's letter explaining that the first wife is barren.

"What, so that means we won't be able to get married officially, huh Sultan? say Sultan!" Maymunah cried hysterically when she heard the Sultan's explanation.

The Sultan did not dare to answer.

"Yes Allah.la haula wala quwwata illa billah, how is this.what about my son ? You have to do something, I don't want my son to suffer Sultan..The sultan.." Maymunah screamed while shaking the Sultan's hand shake and crying hysterically, before finally his body slumped at the Sultan's feet and fell unconscious.

"Astagfirulah..Love ..sayang..Oh my God, he fainted "

Deftly, the Sultan immediately carried his wife and took her to their room.

"Honey, wake up baby ..wake up!" He shouted while patting Maymunah's cheek.

The Sultan grabbed his still-fainted wife's body into his arms, his tears just flowing ..

"Darling, I'm sorry.no how many times I've apologized .but I can only apologize but I'm powerless to stop everything. I should how?" He mumbled softly while continuing to hug Maymunah's body which was still drooping because it was fainting.

Tring..

Sultan's cell phone suddenly rang, it was Ummi Fathmah who called her.

"Ummi, definitely want to tell me to be ready to go to the reception later" he muttered before picking up the phone that continued to ring non-stop.

Lazily, the Sultan finally received a call from his mother.

"Sultan, where are you, why aren't you lifting fast?" Ask Ummi Fathmah in a high tone across the street.

"Ummah, I'm sorry, my wife is currently unconscious, so I can't attend yet. If the ummah loves the children and grandchildren of the ummah, please do not force me to attend . Sorry Ummah, I closed first because I was worried about Maymunah. "

Without waiting for his mother's answer, Sultan immediately hung up his phone and immediately looked for wind oil, then put it in front of Maymunah's nose.

Anxiously, the Sultan attempted to make Maymunah aware of her stupor. Half an hour passed, but Maymunah was not aware of his stupor.

Trinzine..

Outside, the bell rang.

The Sultan opened the door immediately.

"Ibtisam?"

Ibtisam is coming.

"Is it true that Maymunah passed out?" Ask Ibtisam after entering.

"Yes, he fainted and was unconscious"

Ibtisam immediately rushed to the room to see Maymunah who was fainting.

After a few minutes, Maymunah finally opened her eyes.

"Sultan, where am I?" Ask Maymunah while he is crying.

"In our room dear, this drink first let you hurry first" replied the Sultan while helping Maymunah to drink.

"Why is Ibtisam here?"

"I told Ummi to accompany you, hmm tonight right, there is ..ada.."

Ibtisam did not want to continue his words.

Maymunah, who understands Ibtisam, just smiled.

"I'm sorry I made Sultan late for the reception" he said.

"Astagfirullah baby, why talk like that? You're not wrong, why apologize?

"Yes, if you want to go, just go. I'm with Ibtisam now" Maymunah said lethargicly.

"Don't love, I can't miss you"

"Sultan, go! let Maymunah be with me "

Finally the Sultan was willing to obey Ibtisam, he immediately prepared to leave.

"Darling, I'm going! Don't cry anymore, later after the show is over, I'll definitely go home "

Said the Sultan while peeping his wife's forehead.

Maymunah just smiled bitterly.

"Back tonight, is that possible, then,? Not after the reception usually the bride will stay in the room that has been provided at the hotel. Hah but, let's hope he doesn't break his promise" Maymunah muttered in his heart.

"Ibtisam, if you want to go to a party, you go. I'm fine living alone" said Maymunah after the death of the Sultan.

"No Maymunah, I can't leave you alone. Or if you want, you can go to the party, tonight the Sultan will not perform at the women's event, so you will not see the Sultan and Sumayya together again" replied Ibtisam.

Maymunah seemed to think, a second later, she finally agreed to go to her husband's wedding reception.

"All right, then I'll come along. I change clothes first "

After changing clothes, Maymunah finally wanted to come with Ibtisam.

Maymunah only wears an abaya and slightly polishes her face so that it does not look swollen.

"O Allah, give me strength. I am sure that you will not give trials beyond the capacity of Your mahluq "prayer in every Prayer.

An hour later, Ibtisam and Maymunah were already in front of the intended building. But before they entered, Ibtisam took Maymunah to the Salon in the building area as well.

"Maymunah, we go to the Salon first, because I haven't dandan" Invite Ibtisam. Maymunah only complies.

Inside the Salon, he saw a girl similar to Hannan and Hanin.

"Hanin, are you here?" Say hello to the little girl.

"Maymunah, Mamaaa.ada Maymunah" greeted him cheerfully while calling his mother Ibtihal.

"Ma sha Allah, Maymunah, how are you?" Sapa Ibtihal when he saw Maymunah. They both shake hands.

"Madam, how are you? "

"Thank God,"

Ibtihal greeted Ibtisam as well.

"No, I just wait here, I want to talk to them" replied Maymunah.

Ibtisam went inside.

Suddenly Hanan and Hanin whisper something in the ears of his mother who is greeted with a smile sumringah by Ibtihal.

"Good idea, Maymunah, come with me inside, I want to say something" Ibtihal said as he pulled Maymunah's hand, then Hanan and Hanin pushed Maymunah from behind.

Maymunah who does not understand their intentions, can only follow them with a smile.

Once inside, Ibtihal whispered something to one of the Salon employees.

"Good madam, Maymunah, come with me!"

One of the officers invited Maymunah into the special dressing room of the bride.

"Madam, do I want to flap?" Maymunah asked confusedly.

"You see, anyway you have to obey, otherwise we will be disappointed" Hanin replied.

"You must look beautiful when you enter the party later.point "Hanan Sahut while scythe.

If it looks like that, Maymunah can not refuse, because if not obeyed, Hanan and Hanin must be craving and do not want to go to the party.

"Maymunah, you must know the character of these two children, so you can not refuse ", said Ibtisam.

Maymunah just smiled and nodded.

"I'd better do it, it's better for my heart to be a little comforted while with them"

He murmured in his heart.

He just according to when in the makeup polish by the Salon employee.

"The hair is natural, mbak. Do not be lazy" said Maymunah to Salon employees who came from Indonesia.

"OK, bbak. You're an Indonesian, right?"

"Yes, I'm a native of Banten, which person?"

"I'm from west Java. Ma'am, mbak is very beautiful, surely her makeup will be perfect later"

" It could be, the teteh"

After the completion of the Maymunah dimake up, she was told to wear a dress first.

"Teh, is this the dress like this? is there another dress?" Maymunah asked after seeing the dress given by the clerk was a transparent up to chest-length sleeved dress.

"No more mbak, this must match the skin mbak, do not worry, there are only women all mbak, so do not be ashamed"

After being seduced, Maymunah finally agreed.

After finishing in makeup and in a bun, Maymunah was told to stand up and look at herself in the mirror.

Maymunah flabbergasted herself seeing the results of her facial makeup.

"Sir, you can not, this crown is removed, I do not want to be mistaken later his bride heheh"

Maymunah and the Salon official chuckled.

"Mbak will indeed rival his bride, even she will be beautiful from mbak, I was dandy too, she is beautiful anyway, but less exuding rich charm mbak.hehe"

"You can't, yeah, I'm out first"

The officer led Maymunah out.

Ibtihal and his children and Ibtisam who were also in front of Maymunah, stunned to see the beauty of Maymunah who was like the princess of the palace.

"Ma sha Allah, Maymunah ..inti zey' arusah "(You are like a bride) . Ibtihal.

Hanan daan Hanin soon beehambur hugged Maymunah's leg.

While Ibtisam, looks still stunned by the beauty of Maymunah.

Suddenly he had the idea to take a picture of Maymunah and send the photo to his younger brother, Sultan.

The Sultan who was receiving the guest was shocked to hear a notification from his cellphone, but because he was busy, he asked Ahmad to open the message, because he was afraid Maymunah why-why.

Ahmad's eyes widened when he saw the message. He could hardly blink anymore.

The sultan, who saw his sister's face looking tense, immediately begged the guest for permission to look at his cell phone.

"What's Ahmad doing, is there bad news about my wife?" He asked her while grabbing her phone and looking at the message.

The Sultan's eyes immediately broke into seeing the beautiful and graceful image.

"Whose picture was Ibtisam? ni. Ma sha Allah ..ini ..ini Maymunah, she looks like a queen only.ya Allah ma sha Allah" she murmured in her heart, saying, while his eyes did not blink looking at the beautiful photo on his phone even he kissed it like an insolence.

cup cups..

plaques..

Ahmad smacked the Sultan's hand and realized that he was in the crowd.

After seeing Ahmad, he only realized that Ahmad had also seen the picture of his wife.

"Bad you were, you must have seen my wife's picture" he whispered in Ahmad's ear.

Ahmad chuckled.

"Hehe, don't be angry, you told me to look at him. I was lucky to see it even if it was just a photo" Ahmad replied with a crybaby . He deliberately made the Sultan fire a beard.

We connect in the following part nya😊.

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