BECOMING HONEY'S SISTER
MARRIAGE CONTRACT

Eight o'clock in the morning. The grooms are already in our hut. I don't know anyone who came, but said Uni Siti there were two cars coming. One was a small car that was somehow brand, but it seemed to be for a bridal car, while the other was a minibus car with full passengers. About twenty people.

I cannot be sure because I am still in the room. After being decorated wearing white abaya clothes sent by mbak Ayu, This Dewi did not allow me to go out of the room again until I was spoken.

"But Mil, his wife is invisible." whispered Uni Siti.

"Huh, that means Uni, can't Ayu come?" I was immediately worried, worried that something would happen to the woman who would be my honeymoon in a few minutes.

"Yes, there was no wife among the entourage. I'm just in confusion."

"Union assured? But why didn't it come. Didn't say anything."

"Maybe she can't see her husband getting married again."

My heart that was once filled with anxiety grew increasingly upset to hear the speech of the Siti Union. Is it true that Ayu does not want her husband to marry me again? If you can't, why not talk honestly? It's easier if he cancels everything than me.

I don't know what to do. My heart was getting more and more uncomfortable. Is this really the best way? Is this not wrong. Really, I don't want to take people's husbands or be the cause of other women's grief.

From outside the room, now heard the voice of the father saying ijab, not long greeted with qobul by mas Ilham. Followed by the legitimate speech of two witnesses. I became the second wife of Ilham.

"Mil, let's get out." Uni Dewi came to pick me up to the room. He and Uni Siti led me to the agreement table where there was already sitting Ilham, father, ruler and two witnesses.

"Come Mil," Uni Dewi directed that I receive a handover containing the dowry.

That hand was outstretched before me. For a few seconds he hung in front of me until finally Uni Dewi reminded me to welcome him. I slowly welcomed the hand, for some reason the shadow of the bang Hasan appeared before me. My tears are dripping right away.

"Ikhlas Mila, sincere. Now you are the wife of Ilham, not the wife of Bang Hasan anymore." I whispered to myself not to think things through.

After the contract, there is no party like a wedding usually. But there are still dishes served to the guests. Even already prepared a cottage for neighbors around who can be taken home.

"Let's go to the room if you want to change clothes." Uni Dewi directs me and Mas Ilham to the room. Although this is not the first marriage but still I am still stiff.

Now, in this room there is only me and Ilham. Uni Dewi has left us both so that Ilham mas can guide me to the Sunnah prayer two rakaat as done by newly married bride.

"Where's Mbak Ayu?" the question just popped out. For a moment the expression on Ilham's face that was calm changed somewhat in shock.

"Oh, he's at the hotel." replied Ilham.

"Why not come?"

"Father still has to prepare many things to welcome your arrival."

"Oh so. I shouldn't have bothered."

"Have you prepared everything?"

"Tomorrow morning we go to Jakarta. Morning flight. This afternoon we go straight to town. You can prepare everything, including permission on your parents."

"Yes." I nodded. Previously, Ayu also said that after the marriage contract, in the afternoon we will leave for the city. Stay overnight at the hotel, then leave for Jakarta tomorrow. Suddenly I remembered Yumna. Since preparing for this wedding, his time with her has drastically reduced. Even slept at night with my mother.

There are only a few hours left, I'm leaving. After that I won't see Yumna for how long.

"I'm sorry, excuse me. I want to meet my son first." I immediately got up from sitting, leaving the mas Ilham alone. Walk out of the room looking for Yumna.

Our house is still full of guests. The page is like that too. The people who came, when I saw me coming out immediately greeted me wanting to congratulate me, but I ignored it because I wanted to find Yumna. Where is he now? It felt like suddenly this heart was filled with longing for my little girl.

"Lho Mila, where are you going? Where is Ilham?" suddenly the Goddess Union blocked my steps.

"There's in the room. I want to find Yumna." I replied, without caring about the Goddess Union.

"Why was he left alone?"

"I have to see Yumna first, Ni."

"Later on."

"No way," my pace grew faster, turning into a small run because of my fear. Now, that step had only stopped when he saw the figure of Yumna. Apparently he was sitting in two with his mother under a rambutan tree not far from our hut. "Yumna!" call me.

"Eye?" Yumna looked at me.

"Yumna!" I ran towards him. So tight it almost fell, fortunately held by the Union of Goddess.

As a newlywed, today should be the happiest day for me. At least as happy as when asked Hasan bang. But I can't deny that feels exactly the opposite. Sad, empty, worried, upset even full of regrets. Especially after seeing my little girl.

As a mother, who remarried, it is not natural that she was overcome with anxiety because after this marriage she will be separated from the daughter who had always been with her. A farewell for how long.

"Yumna!" call me again. This time I couldn't stop crying. During this time there was a lot of sadness that covered this heart after the departure of bang Hasan, but it did not feel as sad as this, when I had to part with my own daughter. The child I bear, born and raised with love. Either I can or I can't go on without Yumna. I did all of this too one of them because I wanted to give Yumna the best life, but being away from her would it be the best?

"Mil, let's go back home." invite Uni Dewi.

I shook my head. "Ni, mom .. May I have some time to talk to Yumna. Just a moment." I asked. "We'll be separated soon, when we'll meet. I want to spend a few moments with my daughter." I asked, looking at Yumna's face that was causing confusion.

"Mi," call Yumna.

"But Mil, Ilham no one accompanied. It's not good to be left alone." said Uni Dewi.

"This moment," I asked again.

"Yes already. Wi, let Mila and Yumna be together first. Let them talk. We do not get busy thinking about the feelings of others continue but ignore the feelings of mother and child. They are important too!" firmly mother, then holding the hand of the Goddess Union which is still heavy leaving me and Yumna alone.