Unanimous

UTUH

Wiya felt like she was the luckiest girl this morning as she stared at the reflection of her reflection in the mirror. The Gold Navy wedding dress with very soft makeup even she does not use false eyelashes because the original eyelashes are long and pliable.

Hijab is light blue with veil made of matching color tile, dangling long behind. Without the use of excessive headdresses, Only a small crown adorned the head of the bride's master this morning. Red in the hooves, henna carvings filled the hands and fingers, making them even more radiant.

The waves breaking to the edge can be heard clearly, the room where decorated is right on the beach. Zayn who chose the beach as their place would tie the sacred promise.

I know you like heights. But sometimes you have to see things from the opposite direction. So said Zayn when Wiya asked why he chose the beach party.

Zayn rented a large beach area and complete facilities. It is only 2 hours from where they live.

In the middle of the stretch of white sand, it looks more beautiful and exotic with rustic romantic decorations.There are at least 50 guest seats on the left and 50 more on the right side. 100 Guest seats in the setting facing the ocean.

The iron chair behind him was given a large tile fabric formed by navy-colored ribbons. Between the two sides lay a golden-yellow tapestry sprinkled with white rose petals.

Along the carpet also stands small pillars on top of which are decorated with piles of original flowers that emit a fresh and fragrant aroma. At the end of the road stands a decorative gate-shaped enclosure cloth which is also navy-colored. Do not forget the root ornaments and dry leaves on the top.

There is a rectangular table with six chairs. Two seats facing the guests for the bride and groom, the one facing the sea for the regent and guardian, two seats on the left and the right will be filled by witnesses from both sides.

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Everyone was ready with themselves this morning. Wiya was still standing in front of the mirror. Ridwan knocks on the door of the dressing room and Wiya opens the door letting her brother in.

Ridwan looked at his youngest brother full of haru. Not feeling his tears dripping watching the elegance of his little sister behind the wedding dress. Wiya followed crying and hugged her beloved brother tightly.

"Do you really want to get married today?" Holding Wiya's cheek with both hands.

"Wiya beg do'a from brother." Grasping both of his brother's hands.

"Zayn's lucky to have you, make him always feel that good luck. So a good wife." Advice to the sister.

Soon, Ria and Mitty's mother came in and approached the two sisters.

"Iwan, you were told to call your sister and her sister was taught how to talk?" Then Mother was moved to see the innocence of her daughter "MasyaAllah...this is really the mother's child?" Holds both shoulders of the princess. "Are you ready, son?" Ask while crying.

"Mother, how come you cry?" Wiya hugged her mother. Mother is the one who has never shown sadness. It's the first time Wiya, Ridwan and Mitty have seen their mother's tears.

"Udah ma'am, the mascara will fade." Refer Mitty

"Oh yeah, ah you guys." Sweeps her tears with tissue.

Then Wiya hugged Mitty no less haru. Mitty is a witness to her struggle during this time, which witnessed the ups and downs of Wiya and Zayn's relationship. Even Mitty is the one who accidentally swears at Wiya and Zayn's relationship for the first time. Mitty is my brother-in-law and best friend.

"Good luck Wiy." Said restrained.

"Lo's crying Mitt too?" Let go of the hug and look at Mitty's face.

"Eh, let's go ahead, son. Her parents were waiting for it."

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The whole family sat in the front row. The invited guests are present to meet the existing seats, no less and no more. They only invite close friends and relatives to make the atmosphere feel very sacred and private.

Zayn in light blue brackets, wearing a matching color songket with Wiya's dress. The black peci on the head made his appearance even more steady. Her nervous face grew more visible as she watched her bride-to-be walk gracefully along the rug towards her.

Ridwan himself who drove his sister to meet the groom, the invited guest stood up as the bride gracefully walked past the rug. The pearl on the crown that Wiya wore glittered in the sunlight, the tail of her dress that was neatly dragged added to the charm value of the queen a day.

Wiya sat down next to her future husband. When it was felt all was complete, the ruler gave instructions to Zayn to shake the hand of Ilyas' father who immediately applies as guardian. Both men were equally nervous. One was nervous about releasing his beloved daughter, one was no less nervous about welcoming the queen in his life.

"I accept, the marriage and marriage of Ilma Qawiya the father's biological son with the dowry of a necklace paid in cash!" Zayn said Ijab Qabul with one breath.

It's been a great deal that rocked Arsy. The sacred sentence that momentarily changed their status is now officially husband and wife. When the witness declares the validity of the contract, everyone puts their hands to heaven confirming seriously all prayers for the blessings of halal lovers this morning.

For the first time, Wiya kisses Zayn's palm as husband. Tears just flowed down the cheeks. Zayn holds Wiya's head and recites a prayer for his beloved wife. Then he warmly kissed the woman's forehead.

Then Zayn paired a pearl necklace that became a wedding dowry that was held in a closed and simple.

Ilyas' father finally had no power to hold back the tears. Releasing the beloved princess, it feels like just yesterday Wiya is still whining in her carriage as a child, just yesterday Dad raised Wiya's body and moved to his room when Wiya fell asleep in the TV room,  take care and make sure there is nothing in the life of his daughter, now the task he moved to a man who loves his child and loved his child as well.

After that long task. He hopes Zayn can make Wiya happy more than he can. Not just in the world, but in heaven.

Mom and Dad hugged Wiya and Zayn alternately. They are unceasingly saying all kinds of advice and prayers to their son and daughter-in-law right now.

"Congratulations dear, now your heaven is with your husband. Baktimu is a field of reward. Obey him as long as he invites you to obey his Lord." Dad kissed Wiya's forehead long.

"Dad, forgive Wiya during being the son of Wiya's father many sins, troublesome and troublesome father. Thank you for everything you've given for Wiya's life."

Mama Wulan, Vhieya and Nikki are also no less happy. No words can represent their happiness that day welcoming new family members who will spend the days in their homes later.

The breeze of the sea breeze swept across the faces of the guests present, although the sun began to rise high, but a flock of clouds formed a protective blob to keep those present under the shade of shahdu pus. Soft music began to sound.

Guests take turns approaching the bride and groom giving words and prayers.

"Good good to you guys." Ilham hugged and patted Zayn on the shoulder.

"Thank you Ham, doain yes we can cepet have rich lo gini, just want 5 years of marriage already 3 aja dong champion."

"Yes, this is the fourth." Stroking the stomach of his beloved wife who still looks flat.

"Geez, that fast?" Shouted Wiya hysterically "Congratulations Ya Bii.." Brigitta Hugging.

"What the hell Pa, shame on them. Uh even Wiya again who congratulated us, are those whose marriage Papa ah." Shy while holding her youngest child.

Although she has given birth to three sons and is pregnant with her fourth child. The beauty and elegance of the twilight Brigitta did not diminish in the least. Inspiration also seemed to shine more because it was beside him.

"Don't be ashamed ma, let them also our rich spirit." Temptation Inspiration.

"Haha. Calm down..quiet down.we'll try hard starting later tonight." It was Zayn who got a hard pinch on his stomach from his wife.

"Don't in the dengerin, uh photos dong ayoo."

They pose to take a photo, Zayn, Wiya, Brgitta, Ilham and the three handsome sons of Ilham Gemilang.

Behind Ilham and Brigitta, it looks Rifa and Azmi who are not less mesraanya. They were present with a princess who was almost the same age as Vinny.

"Bu Rifa's....Ahh kangen's. Thank you for coming."

"Wiya.aku kangen. Congratulations, dear. Please have a lot of patience to accompany my former boss who sometimes likes to make no sense"

"Hey how are you, my secretary who is married to the man you fight most often" Zayn replied.

"Hehe.Congratulations Master" Cengir Azmi unceremoniously "We wish happiness to you both the world and the hereafter"

"Thanks Bro!"

Not to be missed, both also capture the moment of taking pictures with the bride.

It also seems that Bian is very familiar with Nikki, the closest colleagues from IQ Media and Software Zahira alternately congratulated.

The guests present seemed very happy to enjoy the party and banquet.

When one by one they leave the event location, do not forget the souvenir officer gave a small paper bag containing gold bars as souvenirs at the wedding of Zayn Dwika Haris and Ilma Qawiya.

When Adzan ashar. The location of the event looked quiet. Who still live there are only family and closest relatives and officers from the Wedding Organizer who still have to take some photo sessions.

Family and closest relatives had already headed to their respective rooms to clean themselves and rest before the dinner. While Wiya and Zayn did some photo sessions until before the magrib.

No one ever expected, they would arrive at this section. The universe always has its own way of leading people to feel the ups and downs of the game of destiny.

Marriage is not the end of a waiting, but a new door, a gateway to life. No matter how many wounds you have felt before, the after-marriage exam will generally be more devastating and jarring.

But that's where love plays its part. What has been painstakingly fought must be painstakingly defended.

Getting married is not just about understanding your rights and obligations. It is not just about sorting out which ones are wants and which ones are needs. Getting married is finding a mutual friend realizing a vision of sakinah and a household sense of Jannah.

That heart puzzle, now it's INTACT.

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Huaaaaaaaaaaaaa, Alhamdulilbornabbil'Alamiin.

We are finally at the end of the story.

Thank you very much for the readers who have followed my hallucinations faithfully.

Sorry for not getting the invitation. Because the quota only fit for 100 people beibs. hihi..

This is the end of the main story of this novel.on my original outline there will actually be a next story.but I have not enough PD to say this work there is a sequel. hehehehe.

Please draw your own conclusions from all the episodes that have been read.

There may be several bonus chapters and QnA summaries in the next part.

See you at the next work.