Stuck Married a Contract with a Young Arab Master
Aqad.
"Son Fawaz, I'm sorry, did Mr Fawaz know from the beginning that Mae was married?" Asked Ms. Irma to Fawaz when Maymunah and Sultan had entered the KJRI building.
Ms. Irma was waiting in the waiting room.
"Yes, Mom. I met Mae and Sultan right at the airport. And Mae and the Sultan had also come here before her to register their marriage"
Answer Fawaz friendly.
"Mother, I hope Fawaz isn't disappointed with me. Mother does not break the promise, but whose name is a match you do not know, continued his father Mae, accept who first came to propose.
It's fitting for Fawaz to go there and Mae again in Arabia so he doesn't know. "
Ms. Irma was full of regrets.
"Yes mom, I understand. I've surrendered to God, no matter what" Fawaz replied with a grievous hold on his heart.
"Ema, we are done, God willing, in two days.
It will be held here, at the KJRI mosque "Tutur Maymunah which has been completed from the inside.
"Fawaz, we'll excuse you. Let's go home, baby! Bring Sultan.
After that Maymunah and Bu irma also say goodbye to Fawaz, leaving Fawaz with thousands of wounds that he must bear and heal himself.
Honestly Fawaz was very disappointed with Maymunah's marriage, but whatever the power, it's already a taqdir from Allah, which he must accept.
He only regretted one thing, if he had dared to propose Maymunah directly to him and expressed his feelings from the past.
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After finishing from KJRI, Sultan brought Maymunah and his family to the Jeddah Corniche to enjoy the beautiful beaches of Jeddah city.
"Teh ..see.it's a huge bike hahaha funny ya" Shouted Ade cheeringly looking at the biggest and previous bike.
"Are you right, what is it that is often referred to as the bicycle of the prophet Adam, mae?" Asked Ms. Irma with an amazed expression.
Maymunah laughed at her mother's chatter.
"Hehehe is not Ma. It is not the bike of Prophet Adam hehe.it was made about 40 years ago by the oldest Saudi marble factory founded by Mohammed bin Laden."
Maymunah replied with a chuckle.
"Ooh, but why did it call it Adam's bike?" Ask Ms. Irma still curious.
"It was a taxi driver who said that when asked by the Hajj and Umrah groups from our country, ma"
"Ooh so that's a lie huh"
Finally, Miss Irma understood that it was all just a joke that was considered the truth by some lay people.
"Hmm yes..Ma, that's obviously a lie..In the days of Adam there was a bicycle.. If only in the time of Prophet Adam already had a bicycle, in the time of Prophet Muhammad would not ride on Ma camel, hehe"
" You're Mae too"
After they were satisfied to surround the beautiful place on the coast of Jeddah, the Sultan finally took them home.
Two days have passed, now comes the day Maymunah and Sultan held AQad remarriage, in KJRI Jeddah.
Maymunah wears a white kebaya that Irma's mom brings.
They had not been able to go to KJRI, the door of their apartment was knocked by someone.
The Sultan immediately rushed to open the door.
He was surprised to see who had come to his apartment.
Umm Fathmah and Ibtisam, after Wasim and Gaida, Muhammad and his wife were at the door.
"You won't let us in?" Ask Umm Fathmah.
The Sultan was shocked and immediately let his family in.
"Where's your wife?" Ask Umm Fathmah.
"In the room is preparing, I call for a moment, you sit down first. "
The Sultan rushed out, but he asked again
" But you're here to attend our aqad, right?" Sultan asked to clarify.
Umm Fathmah looked angry.
"Are you suspicious of your parents?" Her question was full of anger. Sultan was silent for a moment, he felt guilty towards his mother.
"Yes, sorry Ummah, now I'll call Maymunah and her mother."
"Maymunah's mother came from Indonesia ?" Ask Umm Fathmah.
"Yes, I need a guardian, so I called her sister and her mother here"
"His father wasn't called here?"
The Sultan was bowed when he remembered his father-in-law who died after his first wedding ceremony.
"Maymunah's father died after she married us"
"Inna lilahi, alright ..call them.let us sit here alone"
The Sultan immediately called Maymunah and her family.
"Honey, wear an abaya first, there is Ummi and my brothers in the living room" said Sultan.
Maymunah even dumbfounded as if he did not believe that his in-laws would embody his Aqad.
"Ummi here?" Maymunah repeated the question.
"Yes, now in the living room, let's take you there too"
Said the Sultan as he left his wife and went to see his family in the living room.
"Ema, Mae's in-laws and brother-in-law are here, let's meet them. Ema dandan neat ..pake krudungnya yes" Maymunah told his mother.
She immediately put on her abaya and niqob, then dressed her mother to look neat.
"Assalamu alaikum "Sapa Maymunah to the Sultan's family.
"Alaikum salam warohmatulloh, keif halik Maymunah" replied Ibtisam. Maymunah immediately nodded
Ummi Fathmah and his sister-in-law.
"This is my mother. Ema.. let's shake hands with them, but the same is true for women. Do not salute the same men" Maymunah told his mother.
Ms. Irma immediately greeted Ummi Fathmah.
"Keif halik?"
"Okay, Alhamdulilah "
I replied, Irma was nervous.
"Well, when do we go to KJRI?" Ask Umm Fathmah.
"Now Ummi, am I ready?"
With a dagdigdug heart Finally they came down from the apartment to KJRI.
After a few minutes, they arrived in front of the KJRI building.
Fawwaz, who saw Maymunah coming with the Sultan, could only look at him with a sad look.
There was a sudden sense of pain whipping his qalbunya.
They were taken to the mosque there.
Inside the mosque, there are already officers waiting to carry out the wedding ceremony of Aqad.
"Assalamualaikum," the Sultan greeted the KJRI officers who would marry him.
Maymunah sat next to his mother, while Sultan sat in front of the ruler with Rahmat who would be the guardian for Maymunah.
Clear thread dripped from the beautiful netra of Maymunah, but this time not tears of sadness anymore, the clear bulb came out because of the encouragement of happiness that so burst from within the recesses of the qolbunya.
"O Allah, there is no word that can be said from my lips..O Allah how his servants should be grateful to You, while the gratitude that I feel is also the greatest favor from You...Divine .Make us husband and wife who always carry out the obligations that you have set for us . Let us be husband and wife who will remain together until the time You call us and until the time You gather us in Your eternal paradise essential.aamiin Ya Robal Alamin"..
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Hi readers...
maymunah story until here first ya😘.
If there is a chance, In sha Allah there will be a season two😊.
Now the author is at the airport and will slide to the city of Abudhabi.
Please pray ..may be smooth and in sha Allah plan to write a novel entitled
A DROP OF LOVE IN ABUDHABI.
After surfing in Saudi in the story of Maymunah, In sha Allah will surf in the city of Abudhabi.along with Aina Salsabila and Hazza Abdullah.
..Love you all.readers...
