The Faithful Heart

A Fatiguing Process

" How is Father, legitimate?" ask the ruler shortly after God finished saying kabul ijab.

" Ult.....!" sahut the village chief and the headmaster in unison are specifically asked to bear witness to the marriage of Hana and Dewa.

" Alhamdulillah.." said the final thanksgiving continued by reading the wedding prayer.

Hana walked gracefully accompanied by Evi and Laura on both sides. The anxiety and tension in his heart had already diminished a little when he heard the God say kabul smoothly in one breath. He even had time to hold his breath when the Gods recited sacred sentences that would change their status. Her face looks pretty in series. His arrival in the kabul ijab hall really became the center of attention of everyone. The place surrounded by flower decoration now looks more beautiful than a few minutes ago. His appearance was so stunning that every eye was glued towards him.

After driving Hana to the kabul ijab hall, Evi sat down in the chair next to her mother. While Laura of course sat in the seat next to her future husband who was in the second row.

" Deg..!" the heart of God stopped beating.

Real pretty. Hana was so beautiful, she was indeed an angel who descended from the sky.

God's eye beads are unable to turn away from the beautiful face of Hana, a lover who has now legally become his wife. Even as if he forgot to breathe the air around him because he was too focused on his wife's beauty. The long wait has now paid off.

Not only were the gods transfixed by Hana's presence, Joseph and Rayhan also felt the same way. Both of them even forgot to blink their eyes. After all Hana is a girl who has managed to win their first love.

" They're a perfect couple." muttered the mother God made Joseph sitting next to her wake up from her daydream.

" Yes, they are indeed a very harmonious and perfect couple." - Joseph.

God is indeed a perfect match for Hana. Today is a historic day for them and also the day I have to end my first love story. Goodbye first love. Now the girl standing there is no longer the girl of my dreams, but my sister-in-law and my best friend.

"Huhuhh...." Joseph took a deep breath trying to really reveal a friend who could no longer be his.

The god welcomed the arrival of the girl who had just become his wife with a sparkling face. Her lips were endlessly smiling happily. It was as if time had stopped spinning and suddenly everyone had disappeared somewhere. There are now only Gods and Hana who are together and continue to throw a smile with the air filled with the scent of love around him.

Both of their beads locked onto each other. And what happened next, Hana's body had been in the arms of the Gods. They let go of each other misses that were somehow getting hotter even though last night had just met.

" Cup." Unasked or commanded, God kissed Hana's forehead with affection.

" Ehm ehm... Can the show continue?" deheman sent Hana and the Gods from another dimension they had just visited.

" Huh, oh yeah please...." God and Hana blushed in embarrassment.

" I understand, ordinary newlyweds like this. The world of the other two was destroyed somewhere." the village chief's father who was justified by Hana and the God in their hearts.

" He he he.." chuckle them in unison.

After signing the marriage book and a photo session together, Hana and Dewa returned to the dressing room separately to change their look with the clothes that had been prepared for the grill. Hana's makeup this time is a little thicker because it uses makeup typical ageng jogja paes.

The god looks very dashing and authoritative with black theater clothes equipped with blangkon which is one of the traditional clothes typical of brides. While Hana appeared flexible and mangklingi with makeup paes ageng. His choice of black kebaya looked lithe and graceful on his body. The color seems to contrast with his skin but it emits a bridal aura.

Hana and Dewa were reunited at the grill event, in Javanese means to meet. Far away both Hana and Dewa have learned the procession of this event from browsing and existing guidebooks. This procession brings together the bride and groom as a husband and wife after both religious and civil registration. For this grilling ceremony the parents of the Gods should not come because it is what the provisions are.

The god walked gallantly over to Hana who was standing behind her parents and flanked by her sister and best friend, who were none other than Evi and Laura. With the direction of Mr. Sumitro who acts as a grill ceremony, Dewa handed the bun to Hana's parents, which is a tray that has been beautifully decorated containing a banana king setangkep, tell ayu, gambir, and, telon and lawe yarn. This procession as a symbol of the bride's redemption, the parents have handed over their daughter to a trusted man.

The ceremony begins with a banquet. Hana and Dewa were asked to throw betel nut that had been filled with betel nut, betel chalk, gambir, and black tobacco which was then rolled and tied with a lawe thread. This ritual symbolizes meeting feelings and throwing hearts or love each other. The two of them threw excitedly and made sure that not a single yard missed. A happy smile continued to decorate the face of the bride who were both throwing each other.

This time I made sure no one would miss. I won't lose to a God like eight years ago .

The god chuckles amusedly as if understanding the mind of Hana who remembers the incident throwing a ball at the night market eight years ago.

" It turns out that the two are indeed very loving and the same does not let a single throw misses." seduced Mr. Sumitro.

Then the god was asked to step on a raw chicken egg in a sign that both hoped to have offspring. This ritual is called ngidak tagan/nincak ndog. After that Hana washed the feet of the God symbolizes devotion and affection to the husband, called ranu on/permission.

Then Hana and the God held hands by fusing the little finger. Hana's mother covered their shoulders with a red-and-white cloth and was guided by Hana's father in front of them towards the undercoat. In the ritual of this syndication means that a father sends and shows the bride and groom to live a good and right life.

Arriving at the pelaminan, Mr. Sumitro asked the two brides to sit on the lap of Hana's father. The god seemed hesitant to put his butt in the lap of the in-law. He was not feeling well because after all the body of God looked more dashing than Hana's father

" why? You doubt your father-in-law's stamina?" whispered Hana's mother with a sharp look.

" Dad, who's heavier? Hana or God?" ask Hana's mother according to the instructions.

" It's as heavy as Mom." replied Hana's father who clearly lied because it's very unlikely that Hana's body weight is the same as God's. But what is to be said must be the answer, which in the weight of this weigh means that Hana and God will be treated equally no difference. They would not distinguish Hana and the Gods as sons and daughters-in-law.

Witnessed by Hana's mother, Hana's father sat Hana and Dewa in the bridal seat while holding and patting the shoulders of the two. This procession is called tanem jero which means that the two brides have been planted to become an independent couple so that later sweet fruit is to form a family with happy offspring.

Continuing with the lacquer, the God poured the coins, rice, and seeds with the heart of the heart from the woven pandan mat into the wrapping cloth placed on Hana's lap. Then all of it was wrapped by Hana carefully so that nothing was scattered. This symbolically shows the responsibility of the husband to provide a living to the wife and family while the wife must be good at organizing and managing so as not to be wasteful and can be fulfilled all.

Go to the dhahar klimah event. Hana and Dewa feed each other with yellow rice and side dishes as a sign that they will get along well and always please respect and love each other until old age.

Continuing to the ngunjuk rujak degan event where Dewa with his wife and his two in-laws tasted young coconut milk mixed with brown sugar so that it tastes sweet and fresh. Teach that everything sweet should be shared with the whole family.

Then Hana's father and mother did a bagag besan, picking up both of his iron to go up to the pelaminan to do the last procession that is sungkeman.

Hana and Dewa kneeled in front of their parents and continued with their parents. As a tribute to having raised them and an apology for all their caliphs and wrongs from the time they were small. And no less important is the prayer request blessing to be a happy family.

As usual, the sungkeman event is always accompanied by sobs and tears. The gods and Hannah were unable to stem their tears when they touched the feet of women who had conceived, given birth and raised. Even God and his mother were sobbing when they remembered Ira's late grandmother. Joseph's father, who had no blood relation to the gods, could not help but cry. As for Hana's mother, don't ask anymore. Shakh Rukh Khan's big fan woman cried to roar when she heard Hana's thanks and apologies.

" Hua hua..hu...hu....hua..." Hana's mother's roar was increasingly sounding to make people worry.

" Mommy, don't cry anymore. Istighfar, it's not good to cry like this. Shut up, cup cup cup." persuade Hana's father gently while patting his wife's shoulder.

The event had to be paused for a while to wait for Hana's mother's cries to subside. Evi and Laura go to the wedding to help calm the woman who promised not to cry on her son's wedding day last night. While the god hugged his wife who also looks shocked with the cry of his mother.

" Drink first Auntie, take a breath first huh. Breathe out_" Laura thrusting a glass filled with water.

" Huh, huh.. hiks hyks.." Hana's mother followed Laura's instructions to regulate her breathing.

" It's quiet, isn't it Tan?" laura asked softly as Hana's mother's cries subsided.

Hana's mother nodded her head.

" My makeup is still good, isn't it Ra? Hana said that the powder is waterproof so it can withstand wind and storm."

" Huh?" laura's mouth gaped at the unexpected question from her best friend's mother.

I think now I know why sometimes Hana asks nonsensical things.

" Yes, Auntie's makeup is still good, Auntie still looks beautiful" Laura replied forcing her lips to smile.

After passing through the scene full of drama and tears, finally Dewa and Hana could stand quietly in the saddle to receive congratulations from the guests present.

" Happy Han, I hope you're welcome. Always together until the grandchildren." said Laura with full sincerity while hugging her best friend.

" Thank you Ra, I pray the same for you."

" Congratulations Ra on her marriage." Rayhan shook Hana's hand rather clumsily.

" Ehm ehm." God's deheman's voice made Rayhan immediately let go of his hand.

" Thank you, Brother Rayhan, I hope you and Laura catch up quickly. Do not be long ngalalinnya." replied Hana with great emphasis.

" Ah, yeah."

" Good God, good luck always." Rayhan shakes God's hand.

" Of course I will always be happy to have a wife as perfect as Hana" replied the God who made Rayhan smile wryly.

All the guests present one by one had congratulated and prayed for the two happy brides. Including Joseph who gave his best prayers for his brother and sister-in-law.