The Faithful Heart

Should Now?

The morning sun had shone brightly with warmth. His light brought life on this beloved earth. Several white clouds were seen adorning the beautiful blue sky. The chirping of the birds did not miss enliven this sunny morning, as if to welcome the happy day of Hana.

Hana opened the window of her room, she spread out her hands breathing the morning air deeply to fill her chest cavity. Then he exhaled it slowly," Huh... Its fresh.... Finally arrived today hopefully things will go well." Hannah kept her words in her heart.

In front of Hana's house there were many people passing by. They are the people of the Wedding Organizer who are trusted by Hana and Dewa to ensure the smooth running of their wedding event. There were several box cars lined up in front of Hana's house. They bring a wide variety of food and drinks to be served at their sacred events, complete with uniformed waiters who will serve each guest during the event.

Although Hana's wedding will be held simply and only invite the closest people, but the food served cannot be underestimated. Hana's mother who is not the most good at cooking specifically ensures that the cuisine that will be presented has escaped the standard of eligibility of "goodness" version. And for the cake business of course comes from its own bakery that has proven quality. Like other decorations filled with flowers, the mainstay cake is also served on a table that has been decorated with many beautiful flowers.

In addition to the food prepared for the guests present, Hana and Dewa also order food and souvenirs that are deliberately wrapped as a delivery or hampers for the neighbors, as is the custom in the place.

The food hampers are packed with unique and beautiful packaging, namely with a bushel made of woven bamboo decorated with golden ribbons coupled with colored rose ornaments in line with the color of the branches. And for his souvenirs consists of drinking utensils made of wood coupled with setoples pastries. All of it is also packed in a way that is no less unique, namely using a besek, a box made of woven bamboo.

These are all Hana's ideas that specifically ask the WO to embrace bamboo artisan MSMEs in the surrounding area as one way to help encourage MSME activities that have been often overlooked. And the use of this bamboo webbing as a substitute for plastic packaging. Today plastic is more often used because it is considered more practical, even though the waste cannot be decomposed. As one form of concern for the environment Hana is to reduce the use of plastic in accordance with the program that is often heralded by the government. In fact, Hana's choice hampers actually look more aesthetic and have high artistic value.

Accompanied by her best friend Laura, Hana sits in front of a dressing table in one of the rooms of her home that has now been transformed into a workplace of MUA to decorate brides and families. He was quite satisfied with the results of his choice MUA makeup. The makeup looks natural and flawless is perfect for Hana's face and personality. But behind her beautiful face implied extraordinary tension and nervousness. His whole life was now feeling this kind of sensation. It feels much more stressful and thrilling than fighting with thugs or riding a ring or even a roller coaster.

Her little lips from earlier kamit said a prayer. Hope that all will be well and running smoothly.

" I'm so nervous Ra." lamented Hana with a tense face.

" It's quiet, his face don't tense up. Rest assured that everything will go smoothly" said Laura trying to calm her best friend.

" The show hasn't started yet, has it? The gods haven't come yet?" ask Hana again.

" A little while the show starts, the forerunner is still on the road. And God, he was ready from half an hour ago." said Laura who felt pity and amused to see the anxiety of Hana.

" Huuff, thank goodness. Oh, my make-up is good, isn't it Ra? I look pretty, don't I?" Hana observed her makeup again.

" Holy Hana.... How many more times do I have to say you were beautiful this morning. Anyway since when did a Hana become insecure like this?" said Laura sincerely praised her best friend who did look very beautiful with makeup and white kebaya typical to carry out the procession ijab qobul. And that kebaya was one of the gods' besties last night. Gods specifically ordered it to be worn at their ijab qobul event. In line with the kebaya fitting the application event, but the model looks more luxurious and equipped with a white veil.

"Honey.." said Hana's mother to her son.

" You are so beautiful today, God will be so happy to have a wife like you." praised Hana's mother while smiling full of joy and pride.

"I go out first Han, want nyamperin Evi to be ready." Laura passed by looking for Evi's whereabouts.

" It doesn't feel like your little daughter has become a very beautiful bride. Huhhhhh.... I am so happy today to see you and God united in marriage. A woman will go through three phases of life, becoming a child, becoming a wife and later becoming a mother. And now in a few minutes you will enter the phase of being a wife. Your status as a mother's child will shift to be God's wife." Hana's mother's eyes begin to look glassy.

" You must remember, baby, that the life of a husband and wife is very reasonable when experiencing the ups and downs of problems. And our job as a couple is how we maintain the bond of marriage under any circumstances. Honest, trusting and faithful you should never leave. Later in the face of any problem you have to be patient, baby." Hana's mother let out a long breath.

" Let mother embrace you once more as a mother's child, before you become God's wife. When you have become a wife then your main service is to the husband." the cry of the mother broke when hugging her firstborn who doubles as her best friend.

" What do you say, forever I will remain a mother's child" Hana said in a choked voice as she held back tears in the cracker from sliding out.

" Heh, Ijab kabul already want to start mother is still here" said Hana's father made his wife and son break their arms.

"And what is this, tears? Didn't you know last night I was determined not to shed tears on the day of our son's wedding" Hana's father pointed to his wife's tear-soaked face. Actually, Hana's father also wanted to give advice for his eldest son, but he paled because he saw his wife and child had moved blue like that and he did not want to add newness between them.

" Of course, don't cry anymore. Later make up faded. Already yes, cup cup cup cup.." Hana's father tried to relieve his wife's cries by hugging and stroking her soft back.

" Huh....? Is it true that mom's make up fades?" hana's mother rushed to the front of the mirror and immediately wiped the running water on her cheek with a tissue.

" He he - he.... The turn to hear the make up fade immediately silent." kekeh Hana's father.

" No fade, still look beautiful." snorted Hana's mother while continuing to check the wholeness of her makeup.

" Will not fade Mom, the MUA said to use a waterproof foundation resistant to all wind and storm" said Hana soft.

" If it goes away, you always look beautiful in your eyes."

" Ah so sweet, daddy tumben can be romantic like gini." Hana's mother hugged her husband affectionately.

" Ah, ikuuuuttt.." whined Hana while squandering into the arms of her parents.

May God be that I and God will be like my father and mother, who are always together in grief and love each other forever. And please take care of my mother's father to be always healthy and happy ', get rid of all their sorrows and sorrows.

" I'm sorry, sir, ma'am, the show's about to start. It was already awaited by the hulu and the groom's side." the voice of a man who was one of the WO officers unfurled his third embrace filled with warmth.

" Should it be now?" a silly question just slid from Hana's mouth.

" Heh the charred pot, if not now continue to want when again, next year?" ketus mom, as if the newness that had evaporated somewhere just like that.

" Once, mom and dad go there first. You're ready to be here. Later the mother will tell Laura and Hana to accompany. You'll be out when you're called." Hana's mom and dad rush out of the room.

Hana's face was tense again.

Oh God, it turns out like this is a wedding day, very stressful and degan degan. It should not be called a happy day but a day of tension. Though I do not have to say kabul ijab, but why this chest can not stop pounding. Fortunately, only once in a lifetime.