Substitute Priest For Chayra

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Alif and Chayra were relieved. The two walked towards the prepared room after Rizqi and Nadhira positioned themselves on the bridal throne to replace them.

All eyes are on a pair of people who are now sitting on the throne of the bride. They were very surprised, how could the position of Alif and Chayra be replaced by Rizqi and Nadhira. But not with Abimana, Kirana, Keanu, and Raina. Because before leaving the bride's throne, Alif and Chayra say goodbye first on the grounds of 'very tired' and want to rest in the room. In addition, the two asked for permission to fill the bride's throne with a pair of temporary substitutes to welcome guests, so they understood.

Husein glared at Rizqi and Nadhira with a sharp look and asked for an explanation. Nadhira lowered his head while twisting the tip of his hijab while Rizqi rubbed the sweat framing the face. The second mimic implies fear. Their tongues seemed too faint to just open their voices, muffle misunderstandings.

"Ustadz Husein, Rizqi and Ustadzah Nadhira just want to help Alif and Chayra. The two asked Rizqi and princess Ustadz to sit on the bridal throne, take their place and greet the guests. In other words, Rizqi and Ustadzah Nadhira became temporary surrogate brides. It might seem ridiculous. So, I represent Alif and Chayra to apologize if Ustadz is not pleased" Abimana explained.

"I am indeed less pleased if Rizqi and Nadhira only become a pair of substitute brides while –“ Husein hangs his words and he again highlighted Rizqi and Nadhira.

"I mean Ustadz?" Rizqi ventured to let out a question even though fear still dominated.

"Hallow my daughter right now so you can be a real couple! Not just a pair of temporary replacements," Husein said by putting on an indecipherable look.

Speechless

The words that came from Husein's lips succeeded in making Rizqi and Nadhira speechless. They were too surprised. But very happy.

"Son Rizqi, are you willing to marry my daughter, Nadhira?" Husein lowered the tone of voice. He looked at the face of the young man standing before him intensely, as if demanding that the young man immediately give an answer.

"Sa-me, ready Ustadz. B-but what about the dowry?" Despite getting the green light from Husein, it does not necessarily make Rizqi feel relieved. Rizqi was worried that Husein was asking for a dowry that she could not afford.

"His father, read Ar Rahman's letter until it's done," Husein said without turning his gaze.

"Seventy-eight verses all read, Ustadz?"

"Yes, Rizqi boy. Read now!"

Rizqi scooped up a lot of air before chanting Ar Rahman's letter.

The atmosphere that was originally boisterous immediately turned silent and shahdu when Rizqi's voice sounded very melodious and touched the heart.

After chanting Ar Rahman's letter, Rizqi asked his parents for permission to marry Nadhira. With pleasure, Ikhsan and Alyra gave permission and blessing. The two middle-aged men did not expect that the son was following in their footsteps, married in a dhakan way and without any preparation.

With a single breath, Rizqi uttered the word kabul. He felt relieved after the witnesses said the word 'SAH'.

Alhamdulillah, now Rizqi and Nadhira have become halal lovers. Both shed the body and prostrate while expressing gratitude for the gift of the Most Love.

If Rizqi and Nadhira are willing to marry rhino because of mutual love, different from Alif and Chayra. They married for reasons and circumstances that were never wanted.

Chayra's face again clouded when entering the bridal room that had been prepared by the opa and oma. The bridal room is romantic and equipped with a bed with rose petals that should be a witness to the union of two bodies because of love, now like hell for Chayra, burning the heart, forcing dew to frame the eye.

His heart feels pain when imagined a beautiful face that incised wounds and buried them into the mourning trough.

"Mas Alif, I want to clean the body first. I may not be able to go back to the hall. I'm so tired, Mom. Capek –“ says Chayra before swinging legs into the bathroom.

Not only your body is weary, but your heart and soul Ra - his monologue that is only embodied in the heart. He looked at the back of his lover until it was lost behind the door.

In the bathroom, Chayra spills all the tormenting feelings of the soul. The dew points that originally framed the eye pelupuk, are now spilled. He cried without a sound to make his chest feel more tight.

"Damar, you have the heart to destroy the beautiful dreams that we have together. The betrayal you committed against me .. is very evil. Without feeling pity, you immerse me into the trough of grief," Chayra said.

He poured his body under the shower without stripping off the wedding dress that was still attached.

The chayra crossed, enduring the sensation of coldness that made her body shiver.

An hour has passed, Alif is enveloped by feelings of anxiety because Chayra has not yet come out of the bathroom.

"Sir, Chayra, you're okay, aren't you?" A door that was still tightly closed. Nil. There is no word from Chayra.

"R. Mas Alif please, open the door Ra!" pinta Alif with elevated voice intonation. He pushed open the door that was not locked.

"Chaa!" Alif flinched when he found the woman he loved collapsed under a rushing shower.

"Astaghfirullah, dear Chayra. You why?"

Alif rushed to lift Chayra's body and took her out of the bathroom. Very carefully, he laid his wife's body on the bed.

"Ra, sorry. I'm sorry if Alif took off your dress."

Alif was forced to remove all the cloth that wrapped Chayra's body. He did not want his beloved wife to fall ill from the cold.

Alif's hands were shaking. Repeatedly he swallowed the saliva when he was presented with a sight he had never seen so far. The beautiful body of an Eve that made her desire to spice.

Alif desperately tried to resist the desire. He let out a long sigh, then immediately covered his wife's innocent body with a light blue robe.

"Ra, mas Alif does not want to take something that you have been guarding without the sincerity and willingness of your heart. Mas Alif promised, will fight for you. Although later if the veil is open, you will hate Mas Alif," said Alif. He stroked the long, black rikma, and landed a kiss on the forehead of Chayra, the woman whom God had laid down to be his aunt.

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