
Someone ran into the yard from the road, the front side of the house was packed with two parked wheels, making the girl park her car a little far from home, right at the end of the motor park.
“Arumi!” call Zalfa to look at the beautiful girl with a smile. He invited his neighbor to a family event. Zalfa is new to Arumi, but Zalfa feels immediately familiar with Aumi shortly after they chat a lot of things while in the car heading home from the cafe. Even Zalfa felt instantly close like he had known the girl for a long time.
Arumi tidied her bun with both hands. “Sorry, I'm late. I went to the salon first. Is the show still going on?”
“I am so happy that you can attend. It's not too late, though. The show's still going on. Login!” Zalfa invited and guided Arumi into the room and sat in a rather spacious place, precisely near Bukhori.
Arumi picks up the phone and immortalizes the ongoing ijab qobul. He is not married, it is natural to want to capture the moment of marriage.
The event was so solemn and silent. Then the silence changed after Bukhori utad recited the prayer that was guaranteed by the audience.
Throughout the prayer, Zalfa begged God for the marriage of Ishmael this time to be blessed, shaded by love, and given the widest way to achieve happiness in the household. Atifa is the past for Ismail, just smeoga Ismail's past won't be a problem in the future. Everyone has their own past. And the past is not to be questioned, but to be an experience so that every human being can reflect on the past.
After praying, Zalfa came forward and shook hands with Ishmael. He kissed the back of his brother's hand very long, full of reverence. Her tears were dripping down the back of that hand.His heart was wet watching the wedding this time.
“May Mas achieve happiness, may the mas household be blessed, and may it be a sakinah family, mawadah and warohmah. Happy new life, Mom. Be a good priest for Tini.” Zalfa could not say much, that was all he said because his neck felt choked. For some reason, to say that on a wedding day like this, it feels really heartwarming.
“Thank you, Zalfa! You don't cry. If anyone here is supposed to cry, it's me. For I am proud of you, you have sacrificed much for me. Even I as your brother, can't take good care of you.”
“Don't say that, I'm perfect to be my brother. I'm proud to have a sister like you.”
“It is precisely I who thank Mas Ismail and also you. Because you guys already want to accept me, Tini's short” shyly.
“May be a family that sakinah mawadah warohmah.” Zalfa hugged Tini for a while, then kissed the left and right cheeks of the woman who had now officially become her sister-in-law. Zalfa's feelings were greatly relieved that her brother was finally married to a fine woman.
Zalfa got up, stepped away past the many people who were enjoying snacks.
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