You Are the Elder

You Are the Elder
Ijab Qobul Andara and Rama



Two days you have locked yourself up and daydreaming. All the family pity to see it. However, due to the request of her future husband, they were forced to silence Andara and only speak as necessary.


Ita often persuaded the Umminya to eat, still. He doesn't want to eat. Eat but, just a mouthful. After that, he no longer wanted to. Andara felt unappetised with all the good food in front of her.


Ita contacted Rama secretly. Rama pity to see that but, for the sake of being able to make the surprise smoothly, Rama was forced to let Andara so. He persuaded Ita to let the Umminya. Tomorrow, he will feed Andara to fullness, he told Ita. The little girl nodded obediently.


To esokan day.


From dawn, you have bathed and prepared. The wedding will be held at eight this morning at Medan time. Andara has been made up by the famous MUA in the city of Medan.


Andara uses a white robe of bone in a mixture with a white bone songket cloth as well. The exterior of the dress is a kebaya with sequins sprinkled with salosvaky pearls. Very beautiful when you wear it. The clothes were specially sewed by her mother-in-law five years ago.


Andara keeps her niqob. He doesn't know who will marry him. The family remained silent until this morning. All night in the middle of the night you always ask in every prostration. May the young man whom Abi and Umminya chose be a good man who can lead him to God's heaven.


He was sincere if not a match with Rama. For two weeks, Rama disappeared like a swallow earth. The words he said were just nonsense. Andara smiled wryly remembering that. Now, he's resigned and sincere.


Andara will follow the flow of destiny that has set its decision. Andara who is ready is immediately led to the pickle place. Andara and Ummi Ira and the others chose to sit behind the groom who was bounded with a faint white cloth.


You could see a young man sitting there. His posture is so much like someone. Andara nodded thinking about that. Maybe all the men look like Rama. Ck! Andara clucked in her heart.


Andara sat pensively with her head lowered. He did not listen to anything said by the ruler up ahead. Currently, Penghulu is making a short speech about your wedding.


"Alright, if Nak Rama is ready, we just move the agreement. Mr Raga!" said Mr. Penghulu to Abi Ragata who smiled and nodded at Rama.


"Well, hold Abi's hand, son!" his word to Rama who was taken by the handsome young man.


"Bismil was born Rahmanirrahim, Raden Mas Bratawijaya!"


"I, Bi!" answer Rama


"I Marry and I Marry thee with my Kandungku's daughter, Andara Prameswari Haryawan bint Ragata Haryawan with dowry a set of prayer tools, one Qur'an mushaf and 25 grams of pure gold jewelry paid in cash!" Abi Ragata jerks Rama's hand.


"I received the marriage and marriage of Andara Prameswari Haryawan binti Ragata Haryawan with a dowry a set of prayer tools, a mushaf of the Qur'an and pure gold jewelry weighing 25 grams in cash!" rama answered so smoothly and clearly.


For a moment the world of Andara stopped for a moment when he heard a voice that was so familiar. Andara held straight ahead where the sturdy body was still shaking hands with the Abi.


"How's witness? Right?" ask Mr. Penghulu who was taken by the witness.


"Barakallahu'alaikuma wabaroka 'alaikuma fi khair.." Mr. Penghulu recited a prayer for the two newlyweds who had just become husband and wife.


"Alright, bring his bride here for the handover of the dowry and meet between her and her husband," said Mr. Penghulu, who is owned by Ummi Ira.


He immediately got up and led Andara who was now staring blankly in the front there. He followed the steps of Ummi Ira who led him to near Rama who is now standing and smiling at the arrival of his love.


Arriving in front of Rama, Ummi Ira raised the hand of Andara who had been engraved with henna so beautiful that Rama smiled to see that. Andara kissed Rama's hand gently.


Deg, deg, deg, deg..


Andara's heart was beating uncontrollably when she kissed her husband's hand.


Why do I feel like this hand belongs to him? Is this her? Inner guessed.


Andara did not want to see her husband's face. Afraid, if what he thinks does not match the reality he hopes for at this time. Rama smiled faintly. He placed his left hand on the crown of Andara and read a prayer for him.


"Bismilahirrahmanirrahin, Allahumma inni as'aluka min khoiriha wa khoirimaa jabaltahaa 'alaih. Wa a'udzubika min syarrihaa wa syarrimaa jabaltaha 'alaih.”


Meaning: O God, I ask You for His goodness and the good that You have set upon him. And I take refuge in you from the evil that You have set upon her.


The cup!


Deg.


Deg.


Deg.


Andara looked up to see her husband. His body staggered with perfect glaring eyes. His head was so dizzy that he collapsed to the floor. Everyone who saw him screamed in fear.


"Astaghfirullah, honey!" Rama was very surprised to see his wife faint after he finished reciting a prayer for her and peeked at her forehead for the first time after he had legitimately touched Andara for the first time.


Hey, hey, Ban Rama! That's why he fainted? Watch, loh! Garang pawangnang! Ehh? 🤣🤣🤣