After Marriage
CHAPTER 167 - VALID!

The school holidays arrived and the day everyone was waiting for finally came.

Today, is the day that the Altar will marry Alana.

Not many guests came, only attended by family and some neighbors as witnesses.

Even the five friends of the Altar were not invited to this sacred event.

“Masya Allah Al, you are very beautiful,” chattering Sisil who feels anxious himself, eagerly he continues to embrace Alana's face. A face that looks very pretty with thin makeup.

Wearing a simple wedding dress, Alana sat on her dresser chair. Waiting for him to be called and going out to attend his kabul ijab with the Altar.

From dawn, Alana was nervous. He did not even have a taste for eating and drinking.

The door opened, and Kiran's mother and Wid's mother entered the room.

Alana smiled, welcoming the two mothers who loved her very much.

“Masya Allah Alana, you are so beautiful dear.” Widya, stroked one of Alana's shoulders fondly. I swear by anything, today Widya is very happy, she can witness firsthand her children who are getting married.

Alana and Altar.

“Of course beautiful, whose child was it?” kiran asked with a proud smile.

“Dad's son Aslan,” replied everyone compact, Alana, Sisil and Widya at once.

At that moment also these three women chuckled, while Kiran throbbed. Kiran often said that Alana was only her husband's son, making everyone to poultice.

Seeing the mother throbbing, Alana immediately hugged her mother, pulled the waist of the mother who was standing and hugged her tightly.

“Remember yes, today no one is crying. Today we all have to smile,” Kiran said to everyone, especially the very crybaby.

“Inysa Allah Yes Ma'am, now I want to cry,” replied Alana honestly, hugging her mother tightly like this, Alana already felt haru. As if this was a farewell hug.

Plaque!

Kiran hit the child's back slowly, so Alana looked up and looked at the mother with her pouting face.

“Crying, and being a zombie at your own wedding,” replied Kiran Ketus and Alana poked her lips. Alana realized, if she cried would even damage the makeup on her face.

“Already, already, you guys are arguing constantly,” Widya mediate,

and hugged both of them tightly.

Kiran then pulled the students, until everyone hugged each other.

Channeling the happiness they all feel.

After that, Kiran and Widya came out from inside the room. Back leaving Alana and Sisil in that room.

The show is about to begin, and Kiran and Widya are welcoming the invited guests.

Shortly after, the atmosphere that had been boisterous turned quiet and only the sound of the wedding host was heard.

Instantly Alana gasped, feeling her heart beating faster. He even squeezed his hands that were already damp by cold sweat.

“hii! I'm impatient,” said Sisil who made Alana nervous.

“Al, after you get married later do not forget me yes, if the Altar asks you to stay away from me do not want,” Sisil said again, revealing what he was worried about. Aware all this time his treatment of the Altar is not good, Sisil is afraid that the Altar will separate him from Alana.

But hearing Sisil's words, Alana instead chuckled.

“Lebay!” sahut later.

“Awas only if you changed,” threatened Sisil anyway.

“Honey, let's go out,” take Kiran after she enters and stands right in front of the child.

“What's the time for bu?” asked Alana and Kiran nodded her head.

Yes, in a moment the kabul ijab event will be soon

it started, which is why he called Alana out.

“Bu, I'm nervous, scared,” whining Alana with her face clear.

“You want to get married? What Sisil will replace you?”

Sisil chuckles and Alana immediately thaws, her mother is indeed very annoying. Why don't you just pick me up, inwardly Alana, upset.

“Yes already, I'm not nervous anymore, come on,” invite Alana finally, to make Kiran and Sisil both carve a smile.

With her slow steps, Alana came out of the room accompanied by her mother and her best friend on both sides, left and right.

Arriving at the family room, his arrival immediately became the center of attention.

Today Alana looks different, very beautiful with the thin makeup she uses. Her hair was neatly bunned and wore a dress whose shoulders were slightly exposed.

The altar that saw it was stunned.

Instantly the altar lost all the words it had previously memorized.

Slowly, Alana went to the kabul ijab table and sat next to the future husband.

Altar, still not disconnecting his gaze. Anxious, Widya also had to pinch her child's arm to be aware of the daydream.

The altar flinched, and everyone who saw it was only able to stoop a smile, holding back from chuckling.

This little bride, to them all was very cute and adorable.

“Nak Altar, are you ready?” ask pak penghulu, to this little groom.

“Ready Sir,” replied Altar trying undaunted, even though he was nervous instead of playing.

“Nak Alana, are you ready?”

Alana nodded small, “Siap Pak,” she replied later, down.

And after that, began the long-awaited kabul ijab.

Before saying it directly, the pengulu first gave a briefing to the Altar, asking the Altar to repeat it several times the sentence of kabul ijab until the Altar is completely memorized.

And it feels enough, pak Penghulu also started the marriage.

“Brother Muhammad Altar Bin Muhammad Agung I married and I trust you with Alana Putri Binti Aslan Basir with dowry `emas 20 grams, cash!”

“I received marriage and marriage Alana Putri bint Aslan Basir with dowry paid in cash!”

“Sah?”

RIGHT!!

ALHAMDULILAH!!

Everyone gave thanks, after being nervous while listening to the Altar say kabul. Afraid the boy was wrong in his pronunciation. But thankfully, the Altar can pronounce it smoothly and in one breath.

Hearing that Sah word, the Altar breathed a sigh of relief, as if the burden of his life had all disappeared.

Another case with Alana whose heart even faster.