The Rise of the Insulted Woman

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Seeing Siti who was still sobbing because she snapped made Reyhan not want to force his will.

"Well, if you still want to work after we get married, I'll let you. But not as it is now. I want you to stay on holiday even if it's only Sunday. I know it's not your salon, you can't just. But you also have another responsibility if we are married. Let me talk to Yurike later, I ask for Sunday relaxation for you to take a day off. I'm just asking for Sunday for our quality time." Reyhan said.

"I'm sorry, it's not that I intend to fight with you or disrespect you as my future husband. I just want to have activities after we get married, I just want to be a career woman, I don't want to sit with you. You know what my past is." Siti replied still sobbing.

"Yes yes. No need to cry anymore. I gave you permission to work after marriage. But I don't want my mom."

"Yes mas. I also have no intention of going. Thanks for giving me the chance to make a career." Siti hugged Reyhan back

"Next month I'm taking my family to your house huh."

"Yes, um."

After the quarrel, Siti tries to set aside her time for Reyhan, calling him every night. Every time there is a time to hold the phone Siti always send a message to her future husband. He tried to change giving a lot of attention to Reyhan so that he did not feel lonely.

The day went on, not feeling today was the day that Reyhan and Siti were waiting for. Siti's family and Reyhan's family have now gathered in one room, precisely the living room of Siti's house.

Reyhan unceasingly boasted a smile as well as an unmoved look from Siti. While the woman only occasionally raised her head, she was too embarrassed to look at the future husband.

A little while later Reyhan changed his sitting position to be closer to both parents Siti. Reyhan faced the father who was on the right side of Siti.

Reyhan closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, he was really nervous at the moment. His heart was like running around.

Everyone seemed moved even Siti had shed her tears since then.

"Yes son. Mom and Dad gave you the blessing to go to the wedding. May Allah grant your intentions. You can only pray for the best, one father's message. In our lives in the future will certainly not be smooth, there must be a road that makes us fall and get injured, whether it's a pebble or a large stone. If that happens there's no need to turn on anyone, there's no need for us to figure out who's wrong and make a fall. Just focus on how we stand up again and heal that wound." Said Mr. Rusdi gave his advice. (You can only give this advice. The author is not yet wise enough for heavy charity. Hehe)

"Yes, sir, as much as we can remember your message." Reyhan

The event continued with the pairing of rings. The touched Siti could only hold back her tears from falling too much. Siti feels like the happiest woman today.

"Thank you for accepting this man's proposal that is far from perfect, thank you for giving me the opportunity to make you happy for longer. Thank you for being the mother of my children. Thank you for perfecting my worship by entrusting me as your priest. May we always be together in the afterlife."

Siti's tears came back to hear Reyhan's words. Moreover Reyhan said those romantic sentences with a quivering voice. Siti who looked down could feel that her man was also moved by his own words.

"Aamiinu. I'm the one who should be grateful, you've chosen me among the millions of women out there, you chose me to be the mother of your child. We are far from perfect, love is not just about perfect, but how we struggle to maintain and grow love. Thank you for accepting all my shortcomings. I also wish we could stay together all the way to his heaven." Siti answered by looking at the prospective husband closely.

It was so exciting to hold Reyhan so tightly.

Playlist: the great thing - chakra khan.

Soon the Reyhan family decided to go home. They plan to be in Siti's yard in a few days. They take advantage of this rare time to get together with a vacation in Siti's hometown. They returned to the hotel at nine.

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