The Crack of a Glass

97. Desperate to look to the future ...

The next day ...

Before leaving for the city of M, Genta and Azzura first shunned to eat his mother's father. After that they continued to the residence of Mr. Prasetya.

Azzura asked Prasetya and Fahira's mother to be his guardian when married. The two spent several hours in the house before returning to the Azzura residence.

In the afternoon at exactly 17:00, they are now on the plane and will soon take off.

"I'm sorry Yoga. I will always pray for you. I'm sure, you'll definitely meet a girl who is much better than me. I hope our friendship stays awake until we both have children."

Slowly Azzura leaned his head on Genta's shoulders and then linked his fingers.

"Honey," whispered Genta.

"Leave it like this for a moment" he replied and stroked the head of the princess sitting beside him.

The clappers flinch, but the rhythm of his heart beats uncharacteristically. "Calm down, Genta. Don't be nervous just because your woman suddenly becomes spoiled like this" chirped Genta inwardly as he slowly set his breath.

A few minutes later, after making sure the seat belts were securely fastened, she stroked the faces of her two children.

"Darling, are you ready to go back to City M?" tanyakanya.

"Ready, Mother!" ayya and Dev answered simultaneously while raising both thumbs.

"Mother, sometime we play again yes in that place," pinta Ayya.

"Yes, honey, even if you have some free time to spare" Zu replied with a smile after sitting next to Genta and putting on his seatbelt.

Genta just smiled hearing the conversation of the two.

Shortly after, the plane they were boarding, slowly began to air leaving the airport of Kota J.

At once left all the sweet memories and bitter memories that Azzura had once felt. Knitting desperately gazing at the future with Genta the man of his choice.

Believe and strengthen the heart because the man is the answer to all his prayers so far. A man is sincere, patient and loves him with all his heart.

"Bismillah .. my future imam ... Robbi hablii milladunka zaujan thoyyiban, wayakuuna shoohiban, lii fiddini wa dunyaa wal aakhiroh."

Meaning: O Robb, give me the best husband by Your side, the husband who is also my friend in religious affairs, world affairs and the Hereafter.

Back the hijab-eyed and beautiful girl clasped tightly onto the fingers of her future priest and daughter.

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One week later ...

In one of the hotel rooms, Azzura already seemed finished. Not alone, he was accompanied by his best friend Nanda, mother Fahira, Nella and Aida.

She looked beautiful and graceful wearing a sky blue kebaya in accordance with the suit worn by her future priest.

They stared in admiration at the aura of her beauty that emanated from her beautiful face.

"Zu." Nanda hugged her best friend because she was moved to look at him. If his first marriage tends to be hasty and forced, but not in his second marriage.

Everything has been arranged in advance in real time.

"Congratulations, I'm happy for you and Genta. May your marriage last until the end of your life" Nanda said sincerely.

"Thank you, Nanda." Azzura approached Fahira's mother and hugged the middle-aged woman. "Bun, bless me and Genta. I'm sorry if I ever made Yoga, my uncle and mother wish for me to be part of your family" Zu whispered in a trembling voice.

"Honey, we can only plan but all is arranged by Allah SWT. The best prayers from our family are always with you and your family later. Be happy, son," replied the mother while stroking her back fondly.

Nella and Aida also congratulated him.

"Uncle," he said softly with teary eyes looking at the middle-aged handsome man.

"Zu, don't cry" prasetya asked as he approached her. "Come here." He spread out his arms hinting if he wanted to hug the girl.

"Uncle .." said Zu softly and hugged him. Again ... he seemed to be hugging his father.

But on the contrary, Mr. Prasetya as if hugging and feeling is mengikhlaskan the lover for another man. 🤭😂️

"It's .. enough .. don't cry, it's your happy day. Be happy," said Mr. Prasetya then decompose the deck and then wipe his tears.

"Honey, mom and uncle have something for you. It's a gift from both of us" she said, then gave her a box that was still wrapped neatly.

"Thank you, Mother, Uncle," said Zu and embrace the two feeling moved.

After a few minutes late in the blue day, he was now looking ready to go to the hotel ballroom. The place where will be carried out the contract of pronunciation of the sacred promise of his marriage.

Leaving Azzura who is now heading to the ballroom flanked by Fahira's mother and Mr. Prasetya followed by his friends Nanda, Aida and Nella. Genta who had been waiting for him felt a little nervous.

"Kok .. I'm so nervous like this? This is not the first time I will say ijab qobul." The clapper held his chest while adjusting his breath to neutralize his feelings.

Not long after, the girl who had been waiting for him appeared to be entering the ballroom.

He was stunned and fascinated to see his future wife who looked beautiful and graceful. When the heart of a Genta blooms happily, a wounded heart looks at the beautiful girl.

Yoga and Close. If Yoga is hurt because of disappointment can not reach the woman he loves, another case with Close.

The ex-husband of Azzura, felt tremendous pain as well as felt deep regret for wasting it.

"Azzura ... Why do we really have to end up like this?" Close dropped her tears looking at Azzura who was now sitting beside Genta.

While Yoga, he still behave as fresh as possible even though now his heart is completely destroyed to see the woman he loves will soon officially become the wife of another man.

"Yoga, are you okay?" radit and Farhan asked while stroking his back and shoulders.

He just nodded slowly with a forced smile.

Turning to Genta and Azzura, now faced with a pak penghulu who will marry the two.

"Sir Genta Pramudya Dirgantara, are you ready to justify Nak Azzura Zahra as your wife?" ask pak penghulu.

"Insha Allah, I am ready to be born, sir," he replied aloud.

After that, the pengulu shook his hand and said, "brother of Genta Pramudya Dirgantara, I married and marry Azzura Zahra from the daughter of the late Muhammad Fadil to you with the dowry paid in cash!!"

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Azzura Zahra with dowry that has been mentioned paid in cash." With one breath Genta uttered the sacred promise of marriage in a loud and firm voice.

As soon as he finished speaking the qobul ijab, the voices of the witnesses began to be heard.

"Well." Right."

"Well." Right."

"Well." Right."

Accompanied by the overwhelming feeling of haru, Azzura shed tears of happiness as well as sadness. Sad because for the second time his parents did not watch him get married.

Before placing the ring on his ring finger Genta held the top of his wife's head while praying, "Allahumma inni as-aluka khairaha wa khaira maa jabaltaha alaihi, wa a'udzubika min syarriha wa syarriha maa jabaltaha alaihi."

Means: O God, I ask of you the goodness of my wife and the goodness of the character you have kept in her. And I take refuge in you from the ugliness of my wife, and the ugliness of the character which You have kept in her.

After that Genta kissed his wife's forehead long enough and then put a wedding ring on her ring finger.

"Darling, thank you for choosing me as your priest."

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