The Heart Attraction Club
Weddings
Invitation letter spread to relatives, friends, acquaintances, including to neighboring villages. And the important person is the family acquaintance of the man.
Those who offer to take care of everything. Invitation letters are printed as much as possible and we also get an invitation section as we want.
...Assalamu'alaikum, WB...
We respectfully intend to invite brother/i in the framework of our child's marriage:
...FASTABIQUL KHOIROT'S...
...The first child of father Abdul Muiz and mother Sulistia Fadilah...
...With the...
...SITI SARAH'S...
...The second son of Abdul Aziz and Saribut's mother....
Location: Marbei Beach
Day: Friday, November 20, 2020
Hit: 08.00 WIB - Done
This invitation was delivered. It is with pleasure that Brother/i will be present at our event.
...Wassalamu'alaiu, WR. WK...
...🌷🐝...
' Puk, puk, puk!'
Mix hit with forefinger.
" Check, one! one! Check one. One!"
His voice was not swallowed with the roar of the ocean waves "Cheque, one! One! Carpet please be called. Be careful not to be stepped on first and then dirty. Check, one, one!"
I'm still in the tent to make up. Understand the beach is still virgin so there are no villas let alone hotels built here.
But take it easy the tent I'm in is even fit for ten people to exercise.
Do you know what time we arrive at this beach? At 03:30 WIB! La hawla wala quwwata.
I was afraid we were late. The event will start at 08.00 WIB.
We got in a car by Fauzan. Arriving there we only found a stage music player with a pile of equipment covered with tarps.a large tent where I to make up, tables, and chairs that have not been arranged. And also covered with tarpaulin.
Several trucks and small cars were parked there.
At dawn today the wedding organizer crew exited the cars. Set up tables and chairs.
After dawn, I was led to the tent.
' Puk, puk, puk!'
" Cheque, one. One! The lace-cloth was immediately tied up on the poles. Tablecloths were also installed immediately. That, that one. The flowers at the entrance gate are of the wrong color. Match the color of the flowers in the pelaminan"
Said the perias who was at the same time a team with a wedding organizer that Ms. Muiz rented, flowers, carpets, carpet, and the lace fabric is deliberately not installed at night because it is feared there is a night storm and will make the design fall apart.
I wore my own white kebaya. My neck is half-circular and I made it as simple as possible because I thought it would be covered in a headscarf too.
My hijab is coloured to match a kebaya with a long pass through the chest and lined with a scarf. I don't add any accessories like pearls or beads. I just play in fashion.
My elbow makes folds up to the wrist that are added with rubber. And at the waist lacy with a layer of brucat made 15 CM shorter than the core layer fabric.
I would love to giggle to see my makeup on the glass.
I meani.
I like it so much!
Ahahaha!
At around 07:00 WIB, the groom-to-be arrived. I heard it from my cousin Indah, Jumaili's aunt's son as his noisy voice brushed through the tent.
He even screeched as he watched my body spin towards him.
" God Sarah! You're so pretty!"
The compliment that directly touched my arm.
" This is the prettiest bride I've ever seen in my entire life"
After that he asked the assistant of the fairy to snap us both through his cellphone.
" Sarah, he's also handsome to wear your stitching shirt" he whispered "And there's two handsome guys following him and it looks like it's his sister"
" And you ask to send greetings?"
" No need. I'm not their level"
I recite the dhikr. From earlier my heart was beating. I'm nervous, I'm scared, I'm happy, and I don't understand what I'm feeling right now.
Yuk Jamilah my sister-in-law and Indah accompanied me in the tent until the qobul ijab was finished and to accompany me there of course.
...🌷🐝...
Tub met me in the tent. I, Yuk Jamilah and Indah were also shocked to see his presence. The eyes are slightly reddened. With a voice she shook herself to me.
" Daughter, will you marry Fastabiqul Khoirot?" My body wiped his eyes.
I'm restless.
" I'm ready to tub. I'm ridho bak"
Yuk Jamilah and Lovely hide your face while as you like.
The fairy and her assistant seemed to grimace at the tears I had spilled and the snot was ready to melt.
With a thousand apologies I say to those who will later fix my makeup.
Not long after the tub came out. Sound system is sound again.
" How is the groom ready?" "alright. The groom is ready. How is the bride ready?"
Yuk Jamilah pulled out a little tent door cloth and pulled out his thumb.
" Well then, both brides are ready, the witness is ready. We can start his Ijab qobulnya now"
The witnesses of marriage were Kiai Mukhsin and ustadz Salahuddin Al-Ayubi, a teacher of hadith interpretation who taught at several pesantren in Bangka and he graduated from Yemen.
I asked for a dowry of 555,500.00. I deliberately did not ask for much because in Islam alone is not allowed to incriminate the men.
The marriage procession is ongoing. I've stood with yuk Jamilah and Indah at the door of the tent.
My heart is beating fast.
O Allah send forth us who seek Your pleasure, O Allah.
I faintly heard a voice answering my words.
" Qobiltu Nikahaha Wa Tazwijaha Bi Mahril Madzkur Haalan!" I received his marriage and marriage (Siti Sarah bint Abdul Aziz) with the mascawin was paid in cash.
" How about witnesses? Right?"
" YESYYYY!"
Yuk Jamilah and Indah escorted me out of the tent.
Hadroh. Sholawat badar is voiced by the vocalist who has a beautiful voice. Reportedly the santri Al-Mukmin who played it.
My tears are tears of hearing
the beautiful lyrics praise the prophet and the warriors in the battle of Badr.
Ilaahi Najjinaa Waksyif Jamii’a Adziyyatin Wahrif
Macaa idal ‘idaa wal thuf Bi Ahlil Badri Yaa Allaah
O God, may You save us from all that hurts, and may You keep away from the deceit of the enemies.
And may You love us, for the blessing of the astrologer, O God.
The audience stood up to welcome my presence. The fabrics dangled and blew in the wind from the columns that had flowers on them.
The man who is now legally my husband moved from his seat and slowly turned to follow the look of the tub that looked at me.
My chest vibrates.
The Happy Siti Fatimah
when he gets his love
Sayyidina Ali's
Happy Sayyidana Ali
get his love
Siti Fatimah
Both are harboring a feeling
Only God knows
Only the heart knows.
Seriate
Dictionary:
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Tub 👉 Old man
But the call of the tub is now increasingly rarely heard because many are calling the call of sir, father, father, and others.
(Thank you for asking)
