Substitute Priest For Chayra

Substitute Priest

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Damar moved from his position. With a shaky step he walked towards the main door and left the place. A place that should bear witness to the sacred pledge that he will issue to bind the Chayra.

Silence, a look of pity was on Chayra. It was like Alif grabbed Chayra's body and took her into a trap. But he was really powerless because Chayra was not his mahram.

Deheman's voice breaks the silence that was created. "Sorry, because the marriage contract is not so, I beg you. There are still two more bride-to-be couples that I will marry on this day," said the pengulu father who immediately got a speech from Kirana, an oma who loves Chayra and Alif's adoptive mother.

"I ask you, don't go first Ustadz Husein! The marriage contract will continue --"

Kirana's words diverted the attention of the entire space.

"What, you mean Mother Kiran? Didn't the groom-to-be leave because the bride-to-be canceled their wedding?" Husein blurted out a question followed by a link between the two eyebrows.

Kirana responded to Husein's question with a smile. Then he rolled his neutral gaze toward Alif and Chayra alternately.

"The groom-to-be is still here, Ustadz. She ... Muhammad Alif Firdaus's. My adopted son." Kirana's words successfully made everyone gasp especially Alif and Chayra.

"Alif, Mother please marry Chayra. Mommy is sure, you are the best priest figure that God sent to Chayra, the granddaughter of the mother."

Alif. It's dilemma. He should feel very grateful and very happy because his dream to edit his beloved girl will be achieved. But what happened to him? Why does Alif look so restless and agitated? Is it possible that there is something he is keeping secret?

Muhammad Alif Firdaus, what is wrong with you?

"Aliff." Kirana's voice broke the seagrass glass.

Alif breathed a heavy sigh and opened his voice. "Mother, by saying 'Bismillah' I am willing to marry Dek Chayra," he said a little hesitating.

"Alhamdulillah." Kirana smiled with relief. He firmly believed that Alif was the proper substitute priest for his grandson, Ayunda Chayra Putri.

"Chayra dear, are you willing to marry Mas Alif? Oma was sure, Mas Alif .. a better candidate for priest when compared to Damar."

Chayra who had lowered her head earlier, hiding the dew-framed bead of her eyes. With the remnants of rigidity, he ignores his omens. "Yes Oma, Chayra is willing to marry Mas Alif, '' she said in a voice that sounded vibrating. He agreed to the oma's wish to save the good name of his extended family. Opa and his oma have already prepared a very luxurious reception and invited officials and entrepreneurs who became their business partners. Not only luxury receptions, opa and oma Chayra have also rented hotel rooms with a very romantic feel for a honeymoon.

In the mind, Chayra pinta, may Alif really be the best candidate for priest. He is trying to sincerely accept the destiny of love that has been divinely etched. Whatever is His will is the best.

Alif took a deep breath and said kabul. "Qabiltu nikahaha wa tazwijaha alal mahril madzkur wa radhiitu bihi, wallahu waliyu taufiq."

I accepted her marriage and marriage to the dowry mentioned and I was willing to do so. May God always give you gifts.

Escape already the points of water that had been born earlier on the eyelids. Chayra cried silently as witnesses said ‘SAH’. The lump of flesh that was residing within his chest was throbbing pain.

Alif rubbed Chayra's wet face with her fingers. He deeply understood the feelings of the woman he had just memorized. Just like Chayra, a lump of flesh that was residing in her chest was throbbing pain. He knows, even very know-from the first love Chayra not for himself but for Damar Setiaji.

Alif felt increasingly inappropriate to be a priest for Chayra, because of his current circumstances. She is not the Alif she once was, though her love still remains intact for Ayunda Chayra Putri. But for the sake of the promise that has been sweltering, Alif will try to solidify himself and fight for Chayra even though the storm of testing approaches.

Alif published a smile to cover the raging feeling inside the chest. “Ra, mas Alif please, don't cry anymore! Later jiblabmu can get wet,” the candle by mimicking Chayra's speech which always mispronounces the word ‘jilbab’. Not ‘jilbab’ but ‘jiblab’.

Candaan Alif successfully pulled both corners of Chayra's lips, until a smile appeared to change the look that was framed sad.

“Well, if you smile like this ‘kan gorgeous –“ he said teasingly.

With trembling hands, Alif held the head of Chayra and chanted a prayer, "Allahumma inni as’a min khoirihaa wa khoirimaa jabaltaha ‘alaih. Wa a’udzubika min syarriha wa syarrimaa jabaltaha ‘alaih.”

O God, I ask You for His goodness and the good that You have set upon him. And I take refuge in Thee from his ugliness and the ugliness Thou hast set upon him.

After chanting a prayer, Alif sprinkled a kiss on Chayra's forehead for the first time. The flowers of love that grow in the garden of the heart are now blooming, although the shadow of a person had crossed the eye, as if to prevent him from touching the Chayra.

The first kiss is anchored by Alif, creating a sensation of warmth that radiates throughout the body. Chayra instantly closed the netra, diving into the sense of the unknown. He really never thought, the man who had been considered a friend and brother, has now legally become his priest.

Chayra kissed the back of Alif's hand before the two pinned the wedding ring to the ring finger.

Raina wiped the wet corners of her net. The original sad face, now framed happy twinkle. She was very grateful to have a very wise mother-in-law. When his daughter had to swallow the harsh reality of failing to marry Damar, the mother-in-law had apparently prepared a surrogate priest for Chayra. She ... Muhammad Alif Firdaus, a young man who graduated from Al-Azhar University, Cairo.

With reverence, Chayra kissed the backs of her parents' hands and pleaded for blessing. They hugged along with sobs.

Alif was unable to hold back the dam of tears that is now spilled when kissing the backs of the hands of his adoptive parents, Abimana and Kirana. He felt guilty for hiding a great secret that would later 'perhaps' become a time bomb and shake his household. Alif hoped that if the veil were to open, Chayra would still accept him as a priest. Struggling together to face the test of love.

Kirana rubbed Alif's rikma lovingly. Although Alif was only an adopted son, Kirana and Abimana were very fond of him. Both of them even considered Alif as their own biological son.

"Baarakallahu laka wa baarakaa alaika wa jamaa bainakumaa fii khoirin. May Allah bless you in all good things and unite you both in goodness" the sincere prayer of Abhimana was made for the bride and groom, Ayunda Chayra Putri and Muhammad Alif Firdaus.

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