The Girl Owner of the Heart of the Ustadz

GPHSU: VALID

Today is a very happy day for ustadz Alfi and Dila as they both will be bound by the bond of marriage and bear the title of husband and wife .

Before that, all preparations were made. All dowries and offerings for dila have been well prepared by the Ustadz Alfi family. Even the House that will be held Ijab Qobul is neat with various furniture and ready to be occupied

The Mahar is not commanded by Dila. His request was just a set of prayer tools. However, Ustadz Alfi did not want to just that. He said with seriousness that Dila should ask for a minimum of 2 types of dowry. Finally, Dila asked for a necklace with a pendant chosen by Ustadz Alfi himself.

For the dowry to be completed, while the rest of ustadz Alfi also asked. Like makeup that is usually used by what brand. He should not carelessly buy makeup, later the face will be irritated if not suitable. Same with face soap, bath soap and shampoo. So detailed Ustadz Alfi pay attention to the compatibility of dila associated with the skin and even perfumes according to taste.

(ah... Very attentive. Oiya they made aisha as a walking letter during the hehe dipingit)

Back again with today. Early in the morning, Dila had left for Umi Shita's house along with the others. While Ustadz Alfi is in the house next door also preparing to be ready for the event later. MUA and wedding dress are ready.

"son, you eat first. Let it not hurt." said Shita.

"but umi, her henna hasn't dried up" said Dila who looked at her hands.

"umi bribe yaa"Umi Shita then read the bismillah and then fed Dila who was still awkward to take a bribe from him.

While Dila was being fed, there was a dingim sweat in the other room. Ustadz Alfi was really nervous not playing. He tried to memorize Ijab Qobul for later but suddenly blank. The letter that he would read and only listen to was ready. But Ijab Qobul for later, H-4 hours from now.

"alfi, why can't you sit in a chair? Keep turning back"tegur Abi Abdurahman.

Ustadz Alfi who had been back and forth like a broken iron finally stopped. Azzam took the water and gave it to his best friend. Ustadz Alfi accepted and thanked him.

"maybe currently dizzy memorizing Ijab Qobul. You need Aqua, al"oceh Azzam who is smiling as he pats Ustadz Alfi on the shoulder.

"abi didn't think you could make it as busy as memorizing it. Let's just say it's normal, don't let it be. You will be sick" Abi Abdurahman said.

"funny ya bi, there is news about 'a bridegroom fainted before Ijab Qobul. The man was a famous ustadz where'. Wahh must be trending tuh" joked Azzam who got a punch in his hand from Ustadz Alfi.

"basis bahlul kam zam"awed Ustadz Alfi.

"oh al is sick, very hard to hit him"Azzam said

Ustadz Alfi was so nervous that his shipwreck was charred not left, eh even in the lead azzam. Everyone who saw the interaction of the two became laughing. Ustadz the serious and Azzam the ignorant. This way they will not finish arguing.

The sun increasingly raises itself from the dispute. Dila has been dressed by MUA with makeup that is as natural as possible. To be honest, her face is uncomfortable with too much makeup. So he asked like that to his MUA. Occasionally talk casually when helped wearing a wedding dress.

"it's ready"compact MUA who felt relieved when Dila looked at the mirror the size of his body in front of him.

"is this me? Dila felt not dila"the inner Dila who looked at the mirror smiled as she scanned her entire body.

White wedding dress syar'i is very suitable with him. The crown ornament on top of her head adds an accent like a princess. Princess in a day. Graceful and beautiful made Dila surprised by her current appearance. It's not really him, he thought.

"Oh Allah, in reality will be his wife ustadz? It's like a dream" thought Dila.

I don't know why his heart is back in action. It's ticking with a deal that will be done as soon as it's ready. It still doesn't feel real. But this is 'kun fayakun'. If Allah wills and says so be it.

The door opened showing Dila sitting on the dresser after looking in the mirror. As if pangling and gasped at the radiance of the newlyweds' beauty, made Dila's companions instantly amazed by what they saw.

"God willing, you are so beautiful in me, pangling me." said Nessa began to open her voice. Dila who heard that stood facing Nessa.

"nes, you're coming" Dila's smile expands.

"definitely dong. When my best friend wants to get married, I don't come" replied Nessa who made Dila switch to embrace him.

"thank you for coming and sorry for making you come so far away from there" said Dila, who began to break her arms. Because the MUA coded it so that Dila's appearance was still conditioned until the final decision was completed.

With a sinless grin, dila apologized towards this MUA that adorned him. While Nessa chuckles little to see Dila who approached MUAnya because her wedding dress was a little messy due to the hug earlier.

"oiya are you twins wearing your clothes?"ask Dila who saw Nessa, Vira, and Caca wearing the same clothes. Although Caca is without a veil but still polite with the hair that is covered.

"iya dong"serempak Caca, Vira and Nessa.

"you're not good ah. Twins without me anyway."lesu Dila.

"for goodness dil. Lo beautiful like this is still jealous of our twin. Your clothes are more wahh than ours"timpal Caca. While Vira and Nessa laugh with Dila who suddenly shut up if Caca will start to sound.

"i'm not jealous" I'm Dila.

"already, dila later I bring for you."lerai Vira.

Miss Mira, Umi Shita with Aisyah, Dayu and Syafa finally came already wearing twin clothes such as Caca, Vira and Nessa. Umi Shita looks more like a robe. Made Dila sigh slowly while her companions laughed again.

"is there anything to laugh about?"ask Miss mira.

"hehe this bi, the jealous aunt's child is not as diverse as us" said Nessa who made Umi Shita chuckle a little.

"mother's daughter wants to sell out. The feeling of mother just hearing your cry and father putting you on trial for the first time. And now she wants to get married." said mira's glassy mother approached her daughter and grabbed Dila's hand. Dila returned her mother's hand.

"mom, sorry kl dila so far is not good to be a mother's daughter" said Dila who then kissed Bu Mira's right hand and soon fell tears.

"no need to apologize. You are the best according to mother's expectations." said mommy who wiped the trail of tears in the corner of the princess's eyes. Everything has to be seen that.

"mother koq I'm nervous yah"whispered dila to moma who is still heard the same umi shita . Bu mira chuckled amusedly with a hand that felt very cold even squeezing both hands.

"you don't have to be nervous. Umi believes kl alfi will be able to recite it and justify you to be his wife. Take it easy hehe" said umi shita who reassured but made the atmosphere haru become ambient and... Again teasing this bride. It's not gonna be finished.

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Dila was already inside the room that Ustadz Alfi had used this morning to prepare. While Ustadz Alfi himself was ahead more precisely on the page. Deliberately held on the page, because many journalists who witnessed the marriage contract directly. While Azzam is ready with a camera and Teuku is ready with live instagram owned by Ustadz Alfi.

In the yard has been called carpet and all its needs. Now there is Ustadz Alfi with a white wedding dress and do not forget the copy is in line. In addition, Abi Abdurahman next to him, then the father of Ahmad and witnesses and do not forget there is a pak pengeruhan also ya hehe

(without a penghulu and a person from KUA will not run smoothly wkwk)

"is Alfi's son ready?"ask dad ahmad.

"God willing God ready father" replied Ustadz Alfi steady. Then Ahmad's father shook the hand of the candidate eh errat his ex. Starting to sound from the mic until Dila in the room listened to him. The one in silence solemnly started this thrilling event.

"I married and I married you Alfi Yusuf Al-Fahri bin Abdurahman Al-Fahri with my daughter Dila Nurul Cahyaningrat bint Ahmadi ningrat with her mascarine gold necklace, some money, some money, one house unit and a set of prayer equipment paid for Cash" said Dad Ahmad.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Dila Nurul Cahyaningrat bint Ahmadi ningrat with the dowry paid in cash" said Ustadz Alfi firmly, one breath.

(can stadz hehe)

"how are the witnesses, Sah?"said pak penghulu.

"AH!!"say it all in unison

Dila who heard it felt something that was not necessarily felt by everyone. Tears of happiness slid one point with her smile that exuded an immeasurable sense of haru. His three friends hugged him with tears. Geez dila sold out actually 😥.

"alhamdulillah,Tabarakallah." said the penghulu sir who was followed by a prayer after Ijab Qobul. Then everyone mamiinkannya.

"can be picked up by his wife nak ustadz. Please" said the pengululu sir who then Ustadz Alfi stood up and walked into the house to pick up the wife. Teuku followed him, looking Farhan who opened the main door and knocked on the door of the room occupied by Dila marked that the door should be opened.

The door was opened by Umi Shita. Dila who walked up to Ustadz Alfi with his head down. After arriving near Ustadz Alfi, Dila who looked up a little saw and was presented with a sweet smile from the man who is now her husband.

(diabetes dil hehe)

"assalamualaikum"salam Ustadz Alfie.

"waalaikumussalam.ustadz"bala Dila with a face clearly visible on the mobile phone held by Teuku.

The smile between the two is inevitable. Those who see become joined in with smiles of their own smiles. Then Ustadz Alfi approached to give his hand but Dila retreated slightly.

"why retreat, dila deck?"asked Ustadz Alfi who made Dila grimace in shame in bowing his head.

"ciee call is different yaa"the fashion of the women in the room that adds to the nervousness of the bride.

Patiently Ustadz Alfi awaits readiness from Dila. But his hand was stretched out again, seeing the time should also be immediate. Pity pak penghulu wait hehe. But Dila never accepted the cause of embarrassment, nervousness and clumsy. Look at her hand, until it is rested by her left hand to just touch her husband's hand.

"can you hold his hand?"tanya Dila who made Ustadz Alfi laugh and display his smile.

"of course I can, cancel my ablution" replied Ustadz Alfi and hoped his third hand would be received by Dila.

Umi Shita helped lead Dila's hand to her son's hand. And finally, Dila kissed the right hand of Ustadz Alfi. As for Ustadz Alfi himself, he touched upon Dila's head and prayed in his heart.

After Dila kissed the man's hand in front of her, she got a kiss on her forehead for a long time. It was like a stream of water running down to his heart. His heart rate was uncontrollable with his eyes closed as the duration of the kiss on his forehead.

"Oh my God, my heart... My heart was exploding. Aaa... Dila is not strong" cried Dila in his heart.

In the end Ustadz Alfi and Dila went hand in hand with hands that were not left apart. It's very sticky, apparently. Arriving at the table that had been used for a contract, they both sat down. Then continue by putting a ring on each finger. After that, followed by signing their marriage book.

The last session was sungkem to their parents both. The second look sheds tears. At first, Ustadz Alfi sungkem with abi abdurahman and get a hug from his ashes. It is impossible to imagine how difficult it is without an abi.

Continue with Umi Shita, which is very very moving once even to the sight of Ustadz Alfi let out his tears profusely. Without umi, he does not exist in this world so his presence today is not inevitable from the services of an umi who gave birth to him.

Next followed by Dila. When the wedding dress Dila who made the step difficult always Ustadz Alfi correct until the hand of the man looks grasped always. The procession of Akad Nikah was completed with the handover of the dowry from Ustadz Alfi to Dila. That is no less than the Azzam checks.

Azzam asked Ustadz Alfi and Dila to be photographed for printing. Until a few poses successfully taken by Azzam is enough, finally Dila and Ustadz Alfi are welcome to rest. Take a break before the event walimah ba'da Dzuhur.

seriate....