
The seven-monthly ceremony for pregnant women, in Sunda is known as Tingkeban. In Java it is called Mitoni.
This ceremony according to Javanese custom, is performed when the gestational age reaches seven months. This event was held with the aim that prospective mothers and prospective babies get safety from the womb to grow into adulthood.
While the traditional ceremony for Sundanese people is done with the intention of a pregnant mother and the baby in her birth survived.
“ Brother, why is the event like a wedding reception gini ? “ honestly, since a long time ago Andhara did not like events like this. Throw away – just waste money. Her thought. Andhara even put her lips together.
“ Dear, mother has said this event will be made like what right ? Let's just say this is our wedding reception that we haven't had time to hold. Not to show off actually. As you said, our marriage, only a handful of people know. We just want the same relatives you know if we're married. That's aja. “ explained Julio.
His lips can not be separated from the smile to see Andhara dressed in white Muslim clothes matching with a cocoa shirt that he wore. Muslim clothes that have lace at the bottom of the umbrella with a pair of matching colored hijab, following thin makeup, make the aura of beauty of an Andhara more out.
The showers with flowers such as the custom of the tingkeban ceremony, have been done this afternoon when only the family was present. Of course, this was in Julio's favor. He did not want to show the awrah of his wife to the crowd.
“ Brother why worry about Dhara using a smile – smile cake ? “ ask Andhara. “ Dhara looks weird huh wear kayak gini clothes ? “ he lowered his head, paying attention to his current appearance. “ Do not pantes ya bang Dhara wear clothes muslimah gini ? “ she continues now while looking towards her husband.
Julio pulled Andhara's waist and brought their bodies closer together. “ You are beautiful. You are the most beautiful woman in my life. Wear anything, make a brother, you're always beautiful. Especially wearing a hijab like this. More looks shine. “ he said. “ In fact, without wearing anything, you are still the most beautiful for brother. “ he continued while chuckling.
“ Di, brother. It was cool at first. Uh, behind her me_sumnya out. “ ketus Dhara.
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“ Ra, the show is about to start. Mother same mother, tell you to sneak out. “ shouted Lila from outside the room to make Julio and Andhara turned to the door.
“ Yes, bentar. “ replied Andhara.
No longer sounding from outside. “ Let's go out. “ invite Julio.
“ Brother sure, Dhara's appearance is not strange ? “ ask Andhara reassure.
Julio cupped both Andhara cheeks. Then kiss a glimpse of red lips hue owned by the wife. “ You are beautiful. Believe the same brother. “ he said, then pulled Andhara's hand and he put it on his arm. They came out of the room holding each other.
Outside it looks so crowded. The tent set up on the front porch of the house also looks full of invited guests. Andhara further tightened his hand grip on the arm of the husband.
He arrived – arrived to be a tremor when all the eyes of the people – people who were there led to him. Not even a few people who perpetuate the moment in his phone.
Julio sat Andhara on the bench that had been prepared, then he sat beside Andhara. Then Mr. Ustadz immediately started the event by conveying a wishidloh hasanah after the host started the event that afternoon and previously he had read some verses in the Quran.
“ Please, doctor sir. “ said Mr. Ustadz.
“ Thank you Mr. Ustadz. “ Julio replied with a smile to Mr. Ustadz and received the Quran also microphone from pak ustadz.
“ Andhara Nurmalia my wife. I haven't given you a gift since we got married. It seems like now is the right time to present something to you. “ Julio said as she tilted her body and faced the wife. Andhara remained silent.
“ Thank you. “ says Julio sincerely. “ Thank you for fighting and sacrificing for us. Healthy – healthy continue dear, and hopefully smoothly during labor later."
“ Uhhh, doctor sir make Lila baper …. Want nyium... Can you ngagk anyway ??? Sweet really like donut snowuuu “ pekik Lila ruin the romantic event that Julio presents. But fortunately the guests did not hit him with the snacks on the table.
“ Ck ! Shy – maluin. Know gini I stay aja lo both the same statue of pancoran. “ ketus Putra.
“ Apaan anyway ! “ protest Lila as she gets a toyoran in her head.
Ar Rahman's letter sounded melodious in a chant by a Julio. Andhara arrived – arrived more tremor. Suddenly his heart trembled and heard the chant of the holy verse from the mouth of the husband that sounded so melodious. Not even a few invited guests were moved blue by the moment.
“ Vows ! After this I want to find a husband like a doctor. “ whispered Eka to Lila. “ I want to know not. “ he continued still while staring at the two romantic couples today.
Andhara immediately hugged her husband's body when her husband after reading Ar Rahman's letter which he then continued to read Yusuf's letter as well as Maryam's letter which he chanted to his future two children.
“ Brother, thank you. “ softly in between – between as much as you like. She hid her face on the husband's shoulder.
Julio smiled as he gently rubbed Andhara's back. The most recent moment that occurred in the seven-monthly event. Until – until mother and mother could not hold back her tears.
“ Same – same. “ welcome Julio while removing the hug of the wife. He raised Andhara's head, then gave a thin kiss on the wife's lips, then on the forehead.
“ Salted. “ kekeh Julio.
Made Andhara frown and hit the chest of his field. Julio chuckled while wiping away the tears that soaked the beautiful face of the wife. “ Don't cry. Today is our happy day. “
“ Brother sweet really. So want to make khilaf. “ Andhara said frontal.
“ Later tonight, jabanin's brother. How many rounds you want, brother ready. Not now. Poor guests wait. “ joked Julio.
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