The Wasted Bride

The Surprise That Was Awaiting

"Uncle, do I have to take time off?" Ask Arwaa to Uncle Jhonny who is currently driving a car. They were on their way home from the Arwaa campus after nearly a week of Arwaa's illness.

"It's okay. After all, you are also in need of a lot of rest and refreshing for a moment. Plus your Grandpa and Grandma are forcing you to look at you to make sure you're okay."

"But I'm fine, Uncle," said Arwaa, saying make Uncle Jhonny smile faintly, "No, you are not!"

Uncle Jhonny chuckled at Arwaa who was bending her face in annoyance. But he was sure that in a few days the face would be filled with happiness.

***

After a long journey that Arwaa traveled finally he with Uncle Jhonny had arrived in Toronto.

Arwaa herself is actually happy because she finally got to meet her grandfather, grandmother, aunt, and cousin. But he was also upset because Grace and the other apartment neighbors who could be said to be quite close to him and Uncle Jhonny, no one escorted them to the airport because they were having Susan and Tommy's wedding party at Eric's restaurant.

Look at Arwaa who has continuously grumbled indistinctly with her face bent into the target of the camera shot Uncle Jhonny who secretly photographed it and sent all the photos to someone.

"Uncle, did you just take my picture?" Tanya Arwaa makes Uncle Jhonny stunned and suddenly hide his phone. He thought Arwaa was focused on the tablet.

"What will Uncle do with my picture?" Tanya Arwaa again made Uncle Jhonny stammer.

Arwaa was confused by herself. What he was just asking was because he did not care if Uncle Jhonny took pictures of him, but seeing his strange Uncle made Arwaa think that no-no.

Arwaa squinted her eyes making Uncle Jhonny feel completely cornered, "Bu-nothing dear. Uncle just wants to keep your picture in case Uncle is away and misses you" he said.

Hearing him Arwaa felt touched because that's why Arwaa chose to reply with just a smile that immediately gave relief to Uncle Jhonny.

"Oiya tonight we sleep in the hotel first."

"Why not go straight to the house? Didn't Uncle say Grandpa and Grandma miss me so much?"

"They want to prepare a surprise for you dear," replied Uncle Jhonny making Arwaa smile knot.

***

The day after they had breakfast at the hotel restaurant. Uncle Jhonny immediately took Arwaa to go clothes shopping and went to the salon.

"Uncle! Seriously, what's this really about? Why do I have to be dimake over like this?" Tanya Arwaa stiff because she is currently wearing makeup by salon employees.

"Home people want to surprise you. So you should also surprise them."

"But should I wear a dress like this?" Tanya Arwaa began to suspect.

How not, on the way home Uncle Jhonny took him to dimake over the whole body. Starting from the spa and massage, caring for hair, wearing makeup, and a white dress specifically Muslimah who turned out to have Uncle Jhonny message in advance. Even after Arwaa was told to wear a veil, making Arwaa more wondering.

What the hell is it?

After that, in the car Arwaa continued to silence Uncle Jhonny so upset because he was not told about what was going on.

"Wait Uncle! Why are we here?" Tanya Arwaa watched the road that passed by the car they were riding.

Arwaa's hand trembled small. Previous events began to be arranged into a complete puzzle making Arwaa can think of the possibility that occurred at this time.

Arwaa clasped Uncle Jhonny's hand, while being gripped only displayed her gentle smile, "Don't worry Arwaa. You will be happy" replied Uncle Jhonny, making Arwaa shake her head.

"No Uncle! I don't want to get married. Why is Uncle doing this? Shouldn't Uncle discuss this with me!"

"No dear! Don't cry, don't mess up your makeup. Please, trust Uncle. We all know he's a good guy."

Arwaa could not hold back her crying until she started sobbing. The figure of the man in question Uncle Jhonny must be Mehmet, seeing the place they are currently heading to is the Jami Mosque Toronto.

"Come on honey. Believe me everything will be fine. You will not be disappointed with this wedding. Don't make sad people who have prepared this all for you," explained Uncle Jhonny seducing Arwaa.

The nano look in his nephew's eyes was enough to make Uncle Jhonny's heart ache. But he had to endure, he had not been able to tell what had really happened, for the good of his nephew as well.

"Let's calm down first. We have arrived at the Ghifari house. Your makeup will be allowed again by someone there."

Inevitably Arwaa obeyed his Uncle's orders. He was resigned if this was what had to happen. He was too tired to fight for his own happiness.

Slowly, Arwaa began to get off the car that was just parked by a rented driver with the help of Uncle Jhonny.

"Kittlean..."

Arwaa looked up, there was Naina and Amma up ahead who were walking towards her. There was sadness in the eyes of the two men.

Wh why? Shouldn't they be happy because she and Mehmet can finally get married.

"Come on!"

Arwaa was then escorted by Naina and Amma to their house which is next to the Jami Mosque Toronto.

Arriving in the living room, Arwaa was increasingly confused. Why there is no decoration. Shouldn't the bridal house be in the decoration.

"Let's get your makeup done" Naina said, suddenly making Arwaa wake up from her mind.

"Then..."

"Stt! Don't talk about anything. You calm yourself. And listen carefully to the agreement that your future husband will say," said Naina sad. He put his finger on Arwaa's lips to speak.

"Here, drink first, baby" said Amma who came from the kitchen with a glass of water with a straw.

"After you are ready and the contract has been said. Amma and Naina will take you to the Mosque" continued Amma again who immediately shifted her eyes while removing a drop of tears.

What the hell is going on?

Arwaa keeps wondering in her heart why Amma and Naina look so sad. Mehmet is going to marry her. Want to ask, but Arwaa was afraid of the answer to be given.

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarrakatu..."

Arwaa's body began to stiffen as soon as she heard a sound from the mosque's speakers. He chose to close his eyes and bow. Hope not to hear the sound of the speaker of the mosque.

"..."

"Qabiltu nikahaha wa tazwijaha Arwaa Kemuning Bhurri binti Roni Bhurri alal mahril madzkur wa radhiitu bihi, wallahu waliyu taufiq."

"Huh? Right?"

"Well!! Thank goodness..."

Arwaa's heart melos hear it all. Somehow the voice that said akad over him earlier, Arwaa recognized. But immediately Arwaa realized that what came to his mind was impossible.

"Alhamdulillah..."

Amma holds Arwaa's hand while Naina embraces her shoulder.

"With whomsoever it is we always wish Arwaa all the best" whispered Naina.

"Come on! We go to the mosque and see your husband" Naina continued after confirming the veil Arwaa was wearing. Then he got up from his seat and put his hand on Arwaa.

With doubt Arwaa held the hand of her best friend and went along.

Amma and Naina flank Arwaa in the middle. Walk towards the Mosque via the road connected from the house of the Ghifari Family.

Arwaa's heart beat as her legs began to enter the hall of the Mosque, but with her head lowered.

Slowly but surely, the hold of Amma and Naina began to fall apart leaving Arwaa standing in the middle of the Mosque Hall.

Faced with the figure of a man who seemed to be her husband. Seen from formal clothes that look the same color as the dress that Arwaa wears

Arwaa still dared not look up. The atmosphere was so quiet, but Arwaa could see from the edge of her eyes that there were many people in the hall.

"Goddessa..."

Arwaa's body stiffened when she heard the voice that Arwaa knew and missed so much lately.

Slowly Arwaa raised her head. He covered his mouth with both hands. Tears without command began to trickle making the man before him immediately immediately wipe away the tears of his beloved wife.

"M-yeah..." Lirih Arwaa, who was replied by a nod and a gentle smile of the man who had become her husband.

"Most misses you!!"

Without warning the groom immediately hugged Arwaa. And at once, the hall was filled with boisterous applause from the people who were there.

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