
Now the day most awaited by Brayan turned out to be in front of his eyes. The day on which he would take the wedding hijab in front of the ruler and witnesses, including in front of the angels present at the place.
The voice of the SAH was so loud that it echoed in Brayan's hearing. Although he was filled with nervousness with a pounding heart, finally Brayan managed to tie Fisya in a legitimate marriage bond.
Everything went like a dream Brayan that night, where Fisya kissed his hand then he also blew Fisya's tubers while exhaling a prayer.
But this time it wasn't a dream. This is a dream come true.
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After the reception was over, Brayan and Fisya were able to breathe with relief. Being on the lap makes his legs feel very sore even though he just sits. Who would have thought if the wedding would be made luxurious by Agung.
All of his co-workers attended Brayan's wedding, as well as friends invited by Brayan and Fisya who tried to attend their sacred events. However, in the event, the two did not see the figure of Alqan and Zulfa. Despite that, Rayan and Fisya were not discouraged.
"Bi nitip Abi's son, Ray. Take good care of him. Sometimes Fisya is unruly and stubborn" Abi said when handing Fisya over to Brayan.
"Abi take it easy, Rayan will definitely take good care of Fisya. If he's stubborn, Rayan will give punishment, let him obey Rayan."
Before returning home, Umi hugged her son's body tightly. At this time Umi had to give up Fisya who had been separated from the responsibility of parents. With sadness Umi also handed Fisya to Rayan's parents.
"Umi don't be sad. Fisya not going anywhere. The distance to the house is also close. Fisya promises will often visit Abi and Umi. If necessary we give a schedule when to sleep at Abi's house and when to sleep here," continued Fisya to comfort Uminya.
No parent would simply give up her only child to live with her husband. However, whatever the story, a wife must follow wherever her husband lives.
A heartwarming temporary farewell in which Nuri also dissolves into their grief.
Nuri himself felt very selfish when asking his son and daughter-in-law to stay at his house. Because Nuri wants her big house to be inhabited by her grandchildren later.
"Ma, I'm back in the studio, too." Briyan who has not been there one day at home is already anxious to return to the Studio.
"Just came home and wanted to go again. You can't really Ri, appreciate your sister-in-law!" sentak Nuri was upset.
Since Brayan's return, Briyan rarely took the time to be at home, citing the many things that must be done in his studio.
"But Ma ... "
"You're a child don't argue with parents why, Ri. There is now me at home you are getting free to wander out there. Lest out there you have fallen into promiscuity so that you do not feel at home" said Brayan with annoyance.
"Why can't anyone understand me? I'm just working on a project that will be launched next month" replied Briyan in no less upset.
"That's enough! For tonight you can't go anywhere!" This time it was Agung who spoke.
Briyan who was afraid of the papa immediately shriveled and chose to pass to the room. Briyan was not a rebellious child, but lately she has indeed changed quite a bit.
In a gray room, Fisya circulated his gaze throughout the direction without gaps. He researched every inch of the room that was completely empty and there was only one closet.
"Your room is so quiet? No accessories, Ray?" ask Fisya astonished.
"Well, the name is also the new room. Since now you are also the owner of this room, it is your duty to fix this room. You don't mind, do you?"
"That's look. But do not protest if I have renovated the contents of this room! How's it?"
"As much as you ask!"
Nothing special about both. Brayan and Fisya are nostalgic where they can't get along and always throw me a tantrum. Even Fisya still remembers clearly when Brayan almost every day filled the absent book Pak Arif, a BK teacher while sitting in school.
Because they are engrossed in nostalgia, they finally forget the time if it is early morning.
"Yes, it's 2 p.m. Sleep yuk, tomorrow we have to wake up at dawn. I don't want to miss the first dawn with you" said Brayan.
Fisya just nodded slowly, while pulling the blanket to cover his body. However, something was awkward as Brayan stared back at Fisya.
"Yes, are you sure you want to sleep with your head covering?"
Fisya's heart is pounding. Not unwilling, but he was still embarrassed to open it.
"We are husband and wife, you know. When do you want to sleep like that ? Here I help you open." Brayan's hand stretched out to open the hijab that became the cover of Fisya's aurat.
Fisya closed his eyes when his hijab was removed. His chest continued to growl. Especially when Brayan's hand accidentally untied his hair.
The long pitch-black hair was now unraveling, making Brayan extremely astonished. White Fisya was exposed. "If you don't wear a hijab you look like Anisa Rahma yes, yes" Brayan whispered quietly.
There were no record-breaking nights, as both chose to sleep. It was not that he did not want to do the duty as a husband and wife, but Brayan would not force Fisya to do it. Brayan only wants when they do conjugal relations, they are both ready and sincere inner birth. For now Brayan himself has not dared to touch Fisya, even to just kiss his forehead he is still afraid. Even though he knew Fisya wouldn't be angry.
Before dawn, Brayan had woken up because he was used to waking up early. When looking to the side he was a little surprised when he saw someone sleeping beside him. He had almost forgotten that he was currently married and the one beside him was Fisya, his wife.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim ..why can I forget that I already have a wife," murmured Brayan slowly.
Brayan looked at Fisya's face which looked very peaceful as he closed his eyes. Both lines of her lips pulled upwards. With great courage, Brayan ventured to kiss his wife's forehead and said, "Yes, I will love you until death do us part."
Fisya who is actually awake can only pretend not to wake up. Fisya hopes Brayan does not listen to his heartbeat that has been discovered due to a short kiss applied by Brayan.
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