The Love of ROBBKU

Happy to Come With Grief.

"Is that right, he's Udin?" inner Aziz. 

Aziz seemed to be hypnotized by the appearance of Udin who wore the clothes of the late father-in-law.

Until they were in front of him, Aziz was still looking at Udin making the one who was stared at feel uncomfortable and reprimanding Aziz. 

"Sir Aziz," called Udin and made the man stutter. 

"Ah, yes, Mr. Udin. I have to prepare a wedding contract" she stuttered and left. 

Azzahra looked at the astonished ex-husband.

"Don't be looked at, later have a crush," Mala teased the Umi who got a sharp look. 

Everyone laughed happily, until the voice of an MC sounded to attract all the attention.

The MC introduced himself and started the event very well until the deal was started. 

Now Azzam faced Mr. Anton Tasya's father with a nervous feeling. 

For the first time an Azzam felt nervous, usually the young man was always confident. If only faced with a fellow man, but his belief seemed to disappear instantly when Mr. Anton shook his hand and began to say the tekken akad. 

"Muhammad Azzam bin Ahmad Aziz I marry and marry you to my biological daughter Anatasya Hartono bint Anton Hartono with a set of prayer tools paid in cash!"

All the words that Mr. Anton said with that emphasis made Azzam silent for a moment, until his ashes reprimanded his son. 

"Zam, let's answer!" aziz said with a firm voice. 

Azzam just stared at his ashes until his tears came. 

Azzahra who saw his son depressed until tears came to the young man, he hugged his son with affection making the son more and more crying. 

"Umi" said Azzam. 

Azzahra stroked Azzam's head while taking a bath so that his son was calm, the behavior of the mother and child attracted the attention of everyone. 

The impossible thing they would see, an Azzam cried. A very talented and confident young man can cry, even on his wedding day. 

"Come on, it's the soap opera. I want to see the happy ending!" it was Mala who caught everyone's attention. 

Azzam took off his embrace from the Umi, he glanced at his sister and looked back at Mr. Anton with a serious face. 

This time Mr. Anton is made nervous by Azzam.

"Come, Sir. I'm ready!" azzam said with a different aura than before. 

Azzahra was happy to see his son return to being a strong Azzam, as an umi. The woman knew once that her son was down again, for the might of Man. He's just a creature, sometimes tired and tired. 

No one can deny if behind a strong and strong figure, there is also a fragile side as a counterbalance from the line of destiny.

Just as we believe in faith 5 is the good/bad deed of Man. 

Now Azzam's heart has been convinced as sure as he is sure, if the worship this time he is able to run with faith that is firmly grasped. 

"Please begin, sir," Aziz's pinta told Mr. Anton. The man was a witness to the Azzam kabul. 

"Okay, let's repeat it again."

Mr. Anton fixed his seat and clasped Azzam's hand tightly before saying the word kabul, after he felt confident then the man repeated his words. 

"Bismillbornrohmanirrohim."

"Muhammad Azzam son of Ahmad Aziz, I marry and marry you to my biological daughter Anatasha Hartono with her dowry a set of prayer tools paid for in cash!"

Mr. Anton shook Azzam's hand and was greeted with a loud and bold answer from the young man.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Anatasya Hartono bint Anton Hartono with the dowry paid in cash!"

"Alhamdulillah!"

"Wrong Sir! The answer should be legitimate" the bride's witness interrupted Aziz and made the man smile wryly. 

"Well!" says everyone compact. 

A happy smile and relief was felt by Azzam, the young man immediately approached the umi and prostrated himself on the legs of the woman who had given birth to him.

"Zam, it's my boy!" pinta Azzahra shrugged his son and kissed Azzam's eyes gently, which shed tears again. 

All who saw it were at a loss for words, how much a mother loves her child. Even if the child is an adult, the affection will never fade. 

"Ridhoi Azzam, Mi. Pray for your son to be a pious child and be able to lift your degree in the final yaumul," Azzam's heartfelt pinta while staring at the face of the umi. 

"Your mother will be the one to be elevated? Abi no!" sela Aziz who heard the words of the son. 

"Father, too" added Azzam as he approached his ashes and hugged the man he had been there for. 

Haru filled the room, the number of invited guests was not an obstacle for them to show feelings of happiness and mutual respect.

All the more complicated when the bride entered the room, Mr. Anton asked the secretary Tasya to bring the princess into the hall.

As if bewitched to an angel who came down from heaven, Azzam pecked when he saw Tasya his wife.

"Assalamualaikum," Tasya said his greetings in front of Azzam. 

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

All eyes were on Satria who answered the greeting, but all knew that the greeting was spoken by Tasya for her husband. 

"What's wrong? Answering greetings is mandatory law," explained Satria felt innocent.

Azzam was furious with her husband Mala, but he kept his wife in front of all the invited guests. 

"Let's go, kiss your husband's hand" Mr. Antok asked his daughter. 

With trembling hands Tasya grabbed Azzam's hand, but her husband pulled the hand that had been touched by Tasya made everyone look in wonder at Azzam. 

"I'm not used to being touched by women yet" Azzam explained nervously. 

Mala who saw it immediately approached and grabbed the hands of her brother and Tasya, then put the hands of the halal couple together.

"Don't say no, Mahram? Doctor Tasya your wife, Bang!"

"Thank you, Deck," Azzam replied, overwhelmed with Mala's attention to him. They are big and grow together so they are very familiar with the nature and character of each. 

After uniting the two couples, Mala passed by. But he held back his steps near his brother and whispered.

"It's not free."

Azzam was only able to smile bitterly at the words of his sister. 

"Basic, less taught sister," inner Azzam. 

Tasya, who was marketing to Mala, approached her husband and asked, "What did Mala say?"

Azzam's body suddenly felt the breath of his wife blowing near his ear, and Azzam suddenly stepped back.

Tasya was confused by her husband's attitude, "Why are you, Beb?"

"Please! Call ambulance!"

Mala's shout attracted all the attention of the people who were there not least her own husband, frantically Satria held firmly on the wife's shoulder and asked, "You are why, Nur!"

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