Want a Life of Heaven

141. ijab Qabul part2

Wife, Akmal smiles when alternately signing the marriage book. Seeing Agnia from her current perspective was so amazing, his wife was more than beautiful.

Marriage means the boundaries that are built naturally collapse, changing the word halal. After this despite all day looking at his wife like this, two people who always rested namely Akbar and Hafidz could not prohibit it.

If before just by staring at ordinary people could be wrong in the eyes of the two people, then after this there was no reason for them to reprimand him

Mahar in the form of a 47-gram gold necklace handed Akmal to Agnia, shyly Agnia looked at Akmal while the formality of receiving dowry with the camera pointed at both. Everyone looked at it with anxiety, not with Agnia who was embarrassed at all this time.

It did not end there, after Agnia kissed the back of her husband's hand, it was the photographer's turn to tell Akmal to kiss her. Hearing that Agnia was in contact with her own ketar-ketir. Although invisible but he panicked, hesitantly gave up his hand to hold Akmal. Understandably, they were not united in previous dating relationships. After all, when with Adi, he never did physical touch. It's the first time.

Akmal flashed a faint smile, the hand Agnia had long wanted to hold now. The hand was drawn until both of them eroded the distance. The most important thing is that no one can ban it right now.

Forgetting about shame and prestige, Agnia closed her eyes for a moment to then go along with what Akmal was doing. Amidst the boisterous all that seduced the two, Akmal severed his hesitation and landed his lips on Agnia's forehead.

A strange sigh struck Agnia, the kiss was brief but her foreign body with a spontaneous twist stiffened. If not for remembering if this man in front of her was her legal husband, then it felt like Agnia had wanted to kick it all out toward Akmal.

But this new status he got back to remind. It's not a dream, it's real. The one who was looking at her fixedly right now was her husband. Akmal is her husband.

...

One stage passed safely. Although with her heart not fine because of Akmal's existence, at least Agnia can behave normally throughout the event. This time a long strand came out of Agnia's mouth, bothered once all-round marriage. I may be short, Ijab Qabul also does not take long. But the reception is the most energy-sucking. Meeting a lot of people with a smile all the time is exhausting.

This is the second dress, Agnia changed into a beautiful blue dress. Polishing was corrected in several places, Agnia closed her eyes as long as a fairy hand played on her face. One more thing that sucks according to Agnia, her face feels unusually thick.

"Mr.."

Agnia immediately opened her eyes wide when Yesa's call was heard. Looking through the mirror. "Hmmh?"

Yesa chuckled, laughing at herself. "HeHeH.. I thought I was sleeping." he said as he approached and stood not far from Agnia. It was not without reason that he asked that, Agnia's breath looked calm and irregular exactly as someone who was sleeping earlier.

Agnia gave a thin glance, where she might sleep in this situation. Even if he was tired, the feeling of blue, happy, and degup that went up and down was enough to restore his sane. What Agnia really just needs is time to digest this whole series of big happy events.

It was only yesterday that Agnia met the young man, the young man who claimed to be someone from the future. The young man who confidently introduced himself as his future husband to everyone.

As incredible as that time, until unknowingly the young man managed to break his concentration. Do not know since when Akmal with its simplicity managed to create beautiful memories that slowly replace all the sad from the story of his past.

That young man is the man. Someone who is now her husband. A young man with a charming personality that turns out to not only attract the attention of others, but also himself.

Agnia let out a long sigh, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Whether the expression of gratitude like what he had to show, his heart was full of happiness now. There is no regret after receiving the proposal Akmal. Now he can conclude, if his heart not only chose Akmal but he had fallen in love with the charming figure.

"De. please call the groom, tell him to come.." Teteh perias turned to Yesa, asking for help.

Yesa, who was about to ask the meaning of Agnia's daydream, turned on the alert mode as usual when told. Directly staring enthusiastically. "You want to change your costume, tea?" ask her spirit, which was immediately embraced by Teteh perias while chuckling. "Ready wait a minute, I slide.." said Yesa, then completely glided and disappeared from the room.

"He's always been so passionate, or what?" ask Teteh perias, as if Yesa were from behind the door.

Agnia smiled faintly, remembering how Yesa looked happier than her current self. "There it is, Tea.."

...

Akmal had just finished praying when Yesa came to look for him, after stripping his coat over the arm of the man who had been titled the husband went to the room designated by Yesa. Yesa went to the kitchen after being called by her mother.

Chequelek

As the door opened, Agnia looked elegantly in a dress sitting on the lip of the bed. The moment their eyes met, Agnia recalled a moment ago, as guests one by one greeted them as Akmal whispered right in her ear.

"Is this the right time?"

"Hemh?" Agnia looked at it.

Agnia turned her gaze, just what she had done earlier. This was too awkward even after the fact that they were no longer a foreign pair.

"Come, a. here.we change clothes first.." cried Perias, immediately got up from his seat.

Akmal put on a faint smile, continuing his steps. There was no time to respond to such an Agnia reaction. Directly grabbed the clothes handed over perias, then rushed to change.

Agnia did not budge for a while, carrying herself with a dress and all the makeup on her face alone was heavy. There was no appetite to think of anything other than Akmal who looked amazing with a shirt without a suit on his body. Agnia shook her head faintly, dispelling her thoughts that had gone too far. It's too early, away from the curfew where crazy things are naturally milling around in the head.

Agnia chose to reach for her phone, shortly lingering in successive messages that came from many people to congratulate her.

Not long after Yesa came, making the attention of all who were in the room lead to her. Two rice dishes with a full side dish were brought by Yesa, both of them simply placed on the bed right next to Agnia.

"Create Mbak, same Mas Akmal." Yesa explained with a smile, explaining to Agnia who was looking at him with a pain. Turning to look at Akmal who was mopped up his clothes. "Come, Mas.."

Akmal nodded faintly, turning Agnia a glance. It would seem beautiful if they were not faced with awkwardness, in times like this they could throw jokes at each other and his wife could carelessly pay attention to him. Unfortunately that didn't happen, they still needed time to get comfortable with each other.

Yesa looked back at her cousin sister, watching Agnia who never touched her food. The two people looked at each other for a moment, until Yesa understood and took the initiative to take one plate.

"ah! I'm a bribe, yeah.."

Agnia shook her head, she was silent not because she wanted to be fed but she was not hungry. Do not remember at all to fill his stomach in this busyness.

"But! Why?" Yesa, who had lifted the spoon but was rejected, raised her lips in disappointment. "Do you want Akmal to bribe?" gods, then.

That look, Agnia knows. Yesa spoke so intentionally, so that Akmal would hear. And look at the grin on his cousin's sister's face, knowing her weakness.

Agnia sharpened her gaze for a moment, swallowed her saliva to then opened her mouth to accept Yesa's bribe.

"Pinter.." praised Yesa, still with a teasing smile. Undaunted by the warning gaze from Agnia.

Akmal from where he stood just smiled, very anxious with his wife's timid attitude. No doubt very eager to immediately bring the beautiful creature into his arms.

"Emh.. If you know, where did you meet?" The fairy who asked, turned to Agnia.

Agnia did not immediately reply, still chewing slowly. Besides not knowing what to explain, just staring at Yesa now.

"Ta'aruf." Akmal replied later, provoking everyone's gaze. "Introduced parents." he explained.

"Oh.." The smile of Teteh perias rose, alternately glancing at Agnia and Akmal. "No wonder you two look so shy."

"Toooo because there are other people, Teh. if both of them know.." sidelines Yesa, with a face without sin. Making Agnia for the umpteenth time sharpens her highlight.

Seeing that Yesa let out her mainstay grin, choosing to divert Agnia's plot by lifting a spoon. "Hehe.. Open his mouth again! Aaa.."

...

This marriage was in fact simple desired by Agnia, but given Akmal's only child also Akmal's extensive kinship and family relations Agnia followed suit when her husband's family wanted a fairly decent celebration.

If the guest during the meeting until before the dhuhur was dominated by family and close friends, then this afternoon the acquaintance of his father Akmal to the guardian of the students of Agnia who will come. All were given the opportunity and a place to give do'a and congratulations.

The two people were already sitting in the pelaminan as before, spreading a smile while enjoying the sweet thumping of the psalm.

Guests foreign to Agnia, who were foreign to Akmal took turns coming. Also Gian who just seen this afternoon. There is one guest who is of concern to all, at least for those who know and remember the difficult times of Agnia.

The figure provoked attention, not least Akmal who spontaneously turned to his wife when he saw a familiar figure not far from them. From where they were sitting at this moment, everyone was clearly visible. Akmal put on a questioning gaze, looking fixedly at Agnia who turned her head back with a confused look because of her husband's current gaze.