Want a Life of Heaven

140. Ijab Qabul

The groom's entourage arrives, Akmal dashing down gallantly from the car. Her face was as bright as the sky this morning, Her smile was as warm as the loving welcome of Agnia's extended family.

Shalawat echoed, as a welcome to the arrival of the groom. Khopipah awaits the front, as well as dozens of pairs of eyes that prepare with their respective phones.

To Agnia's family this is surprising, there is no news of anything but an invitation to the H-7 wedding. Until everyone starts to guess how the figure of the man of choice Agnia, better than the man who had almost married her before?

The failure of marriage is a stain that remains in the memory of all, what else is the fact that the failure of marriage is due to infidelity. Making Agnia at all times a byword in his extended family, a lot of guesses that he could not explain were protracted.

It cannot be covered if those who should love are the most peppering spirit, so that it becomes a separate wound for Agnia. He decided not to involve his extended family other than on D-Day.

And today is proof, they don't need to know anything before. They just stay present and need to pray.

The atmosphere was full of haru, as Khopipah draped a strand of jasmine into Akmal's neck with glazed eyes. At least so for those who know the process of the slump experienced by Agnia until finally the girl decided to open her heart.

Akmal showed a shady smile, hoping Khopipah knew he was the right person. Who will keep Agnia wholeheartedly, her intentions are as pure and pure as the meaning symbolized by the jasmine flower strands. Let the rest be Allah, who keeps this good will.

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Puspa comes with Zain, making sure Agnia is ready. Upon entering Agnia's room, Zain, who had not been able to meet her Aunty, immediately rushed into Agnia's arms.

It momentarily diverted Agnia from her restless debauchery, smilingly welcoming Zain who was now taking off his embrace and trying to climb onto Agnia's lap.

Puspa sighed, there was only this child. "Zain here. shame you know, same brother. tuh diliatin!" he said, leading to Indri who also smiled anxiously at Zain.

Zain said he ran to his mother. Of course because of the presence of Indri, Zain immediately hid in the arms of Puspa.

"Deg-degan?" tanya Puspa, who was immediately embraced by Agnia.

Needless to say, Agnia felt more than nervous. And there was no other cause for this nervousness other than the happy spurt in his heart. Hard to believe, the young man she had rejected outright for the younger reason in a matter of hours or even less, would be her husband.

After this they will be together in one roof, sharing everything. Age together, and don't think about separation.

This feeling is amazing, everyone must have felt it. Such vibration becomes a different impression that is moving, so it wants to feel as soon as possible to end the moment. As soon as possible legitimate, as quickly as possible this erratic feeling ends.

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The greeting that felt long was over, the guest who came to watch the wedding was also impatient to see the star in this event, the bride. So is Akmal. He couldn't deny that he missed Agnia. The two men have not been reunited for a month, except once to take care of the marriage.

Akmal sat in his chair with an increasingly tense face. Accompanied by the ruler, two witnesses, one of whom was Hafidz, also Fauzan. Throughout hearing the handover that was played by two large families, Akmal was just busy with himself and his nervousness.

This is the time, ijab qobul which became decisive for a moment was carried out. Akmal glanced towards the impatient staircase, waiting for Agnia to descend and sit next to him.

Zain walked ahead, followed by Agnia who went down the stairs accompanied by her Bridesmaids. Puspa also faithfully accompanied Yesa, leading the bride to sit in her chair.

The gazes were all locked onto the graceful figure of Agnia in a typical Sundanese bridal dress, graceful and sweet. The originally beautiful polished more beautiful, keeps all busy whispering. "Pangling, yeah.."

What kind of feeling is this? His nervousness was replaced with happy ones. Akmal flashed an old smile, he was very happy. And can not cover it, with this he became the happiest figure in this event and it should be.

All know the meaning of the smile on Akmal's face, including Asma as an old admirer of the groom. Seeing that his lips spontaneously thawed, seeing Akmal's happy smile pinched his heart slightly.

Qori realized that, spontaneously turned her head and patted Astma's shoulder slowly while smiling obliquely. "Just be calm, there's a change." he whispered as he pointed at Akbar who was sitting not far from them.

Asthma did not flinch, spitting her lips back again and this time aimed at Qori. Picking his face towards the bride, telling Qori to just focus on the two people there and not on her.

One frequency, the unbelievable Fiki now shook his head in amazement and deliberately amazed to attract the attention of Akbar. Ardi next to him immediately turned his head, as did Akbar. "Such as the lyrics of the song, yes." he said hanging. "I should have been there." he said with a serious face that ignited the rarity of Ardi.

Akbar grunted softly, after directing his sharp glare at Fiki, the young man turned his gaze back to the agreement that was about to begin. Forget about Fiki, that boy is crazy.

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The situation turned thrilling, when Fauzan said basmalah and began to recite the ijab while shaking Akmal's hand tightly.

"Ananda Muhammad Akmal Abdullah Sidiq bin Sidiq, I marry you to my daughter Zihan Agnia Nur Fauzan binti Fauzan."

Yesa who stood holding the phone while recording, subconsciously held her breath. This was the most thrilling time, but seeing her serious-looking sister-in-law, Yesa put her trust.

"I accept the marriage, Zihan Agnia Nur Fauzan binti Fauzan. with mascawin terebut, paid in cash."

In one breath the qobul said, perfect is the ijab qobul. Akmal spontaneously turned to the ruler who now asked the witness.

"AH!" As all spoke, it made Yesa again sigh in relief.

Haru once felt, Akmal could not reveal his heart at this moment. She was no longer alone now, she could proudly introduce herself as Agnia's husband. The smile never ended, when the do'a was spoken he guaranteed with teary eyes.

Don't ask about Agnia, she immediately felt her heartbeat like a great jump. A thread of tears dripped down his cheek, the cry of Haru that revealed everything.

Akmal managed to make her as a wife, realizing that the father who gave all his guard to Akmal made his heart full. Yet this journey, all women experience the same novelty in time.

"Barakallahhu laka wabaraka 'alaika wa jama'a bainakuma fil Khair."

The heart trembles, the entire responsibility changes in just a matter of seconds. Akmal so someone he should respect, his obedience also changed in the man.

Akbar was also hit by haru, which he had originally hidden now clear on his face. Fiki who saw it published a sense to disturb. Slowly follow Akbar's arm while grinning widely. "What did I say? Before graduation Akmal must have been married."

Akbar turned his face for a moment, unwilling to show his sad look. Fiki can misunderstand, she does not know her position and will not understand her feelings as a sister who saw her favorite sister get married. Based on the process he saw, even everyone would not understand even if explained.

"I'm sad for her!" satirize Fiki with weirdness.

"No!" akbar said firmly, straightening his back.

"No papa, cry aja.." said Fiki while patting his shoulder. "There's this, my shoulder.."