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Wedding Reski...

The long-awaited wedding day finally came, too. the friends till jannah faithfully accompanied Reski to take him to the penghulu table where Abah had been waiting for him. Although Ijab kabul said yesterday but Reski still deg-degan. While the wife was still waiting for him in the room accompanied by Husna and Nurul.

“Why did you refuse to be betrothed to Mas Ki's best friend?” ask Ana behind her veil.

“Ciee...Mas Ki.” Ejek Nurul was greeted with a small laugh by Husna.

“We liked Mas Kimu's best friend who came out at the time.” Husna. Ana's forehead immediately wrinkled. “Mas Iskandar and Mas Dika?” Nurul and Husna compactly nodded.

“Aku Mas-“

“Iya, we also know that Mas Iskandar has just been married and Abah is the witness. Then why? Men can marry more than one.” Answer Nurul.

“That's if he wants but this? He went out and Mas Dika? He also came out yesterday.” Keep Ana back.

“Iya, I know too. But I like it the same way Dika can marry each other. What would happen if I was sleeping with my husband instead I thought of Mas Dika. Just as I was committing a sin. So, I better not accept matchmaking yesterday.” Nurul and Ana nodded at each other.

“What do you like about Mas Kimu? Why did you agree to it?” ask Husna curiously.

Ana seemed to think for a moment, “I'm only confident in Abah's choice because Abah will definitely choose the best for her daughter. Thank God, Mas Ki is the best. I just found out that Mas Ki graduated from S2 Cairo and is now a lecturer at one of the Islamic campuses. Mas Ki also said later we will neighbors with Mas Iskandar and his wife in the lecturer housing complex.”

“You know? Mas Ki also memorized the alqur’an. Last night after returning from the mosque, we connected the verse together and it was beautiful.” Husna and Nurul gulped their spit with difficulty.

“Still thinking about another man? Their quality is the same. Mas Is was the same education with Mas Ki as well as Mas Ari and Mas Dwi who were betrothed to you yesterday. Only Mas Dika who is not because Mas Dika has been out of boarding school after graduating first level.” Ana explained as she looked at her two brothers.

“Do you want to regret now? But back to what you said earlier, how to get married if your heart just remembers Mas Dika and Mas Is.” Said Ana back.

“Iya. I can't marry another man until my feelings for them are gone.” Lirih Nurul is embraced by Husna.

Ummi came to tell him that Ana was allowed to come out because kabul ijab was finished. Husna and Nurul accompany Ana out to meet with Mas Kinya. Nurul and Husna briefly glanced at the man she had rejected yesterday. The heart is hard to lie, when we realize, it is too late. The men did not even look at them.

Like a wedding party in other houses only if in other places provided a single organ or invited singer but at home Abah not. Only salawat and kasidah from the santri who accompanied the wedding party Ana and Reski. Reski's friends rose to the top of the stage to contribute some typical middle eastern songs. While Dika who does not master Arabic chose to be a connoisseur while recording the actions of his three friends.

“This song we present to our till jannah friend Reski and his wife Uswatun Hasanah. This is a love story filled with tenderness and intimacy in the shade of divine love.” Iskandar. Then they chanted verse by verse until the guests were amazed by the deafness of the voices of the three men. Behind the curtain, Nurul and Husna are increasingly overcome with regret when Ari and Dwi take over the voice that makes the feeling in their hearts suddenly burst. Ari approaches Reski and hands the microphone to her best friend.

“Singing a love temple to your heavenly angel!”

Reski correctly knew the love temple in question immediately smiled and kicked the love verses with shahdu while one hand gently grasped Ana's hand. The wife blushed in embarrassment and lowered her face as Reski eagerly sang the song while looking at her friendly eyes.

“Ana uhibopen fillah.” Reski said after ending his love temple while looking at his wife.

Reski's wedding ceremony was very solemn although simple with modest preparation but very impressed in the hearts of the guests who attended it. In contrast to Iskandar's wedding ceremony, the careful preparation actually seemed bland because of the drama he made. Aisyah did not enjoy her own party because she was still in shock and various questions that had not found the answer. While Aisyah also could not enjoy because she was not confident with her appearance at that time, making Aisyah look annoyed at her husband until she turned off her phone to this day.

Iskandar called back after dawn but unfortunately Aisyah's phone died. Iskandar contacted Mama Ayu and he conveyed the reason Aisyah turned off her phone because she wanted to rest while recovering her feelings without interference from the husband. Iskandar chuckled at the mother's words continued at that time.

“You really want revenge apparently.” Inner Iskandar after hanging up his phone back then.

Reski and Ana's wedding party finally finished at exactly one o'clock in the afternoon because the number of invited guests is also not much. Abah only invited some relatives over the phone because of the sudden event. For the neighbors, Abah has asked Mr. RT to announce to shorten the time.

While at the official house, Anugrah was teaching some Jujitsu moves to Wulan on the carpet. Before practicing live, Anugrah had already shown Jujitsu videos to Wulan.

“You sure I can? My body is not as strong as them.” Wulan looked doubtful. Currently Wulan's position is under the Anugrah.

“You must be confident in your own strength. When you are pressed, your strength will present itself. It is the human instinct that is within us. Just like animals, when pressed a cute rabbit can defeat his opponent by grinding. Humans are like that and instincts are not enough. This sport will support you in times of urgency.”

The gazes of the two locked, this was the first time they had been within this close distance after Wulan's recovery. “The rapists will definitely attack you in this position, right? I think you've seen a movie before. This is a movement that often occurs in rape cases and in married couples who are making love.”

Degs…

The explanation of the grace is too clear for those who are in this position. “Ready?”

Wulan regained consciousness from her daydream and then nodded slowly. Occasionally Anugrah almost lost control when the position of the two was so close as when Wulan locked the neck of Anugrah who was then in Wulan's chest. Wulan with her spirit while Anugrah? his common sense almost disappeared until he had to pat Wulan's shoulder three times as a sign he asked to stop. Wulan's lock so strong on her neck that Anugrah almost lost her life.

“You really want to beat me up huh?” anugrah Syndir.

“You said you had to focus and spirit!” reply Wulan.

They resumed some basic movements and again the two engaged in an awkward atmosphere when Wulan had to open her thighs wide and Anugrah was in it with the hand of Anugrah holding her hip. This position is very similar to people making love.

“Do not practice this with other men, understand?” Wulan nodded.

“Everything you learn will be useless if you are not aware. Don't tell anyone you have this ability. Stay alert to anyone including your female friends. Envy always dominates humans and from that attitude of envy comes hatred that ends with you being framed. Put a peg on your phone! Do not accept male or female guests at your residence later. Remember, who was trapped by drugs because of overconfidence with creatures with the status of friends.”

“Iya, this is to be continued or how?” tanya Wulan made Anugrah aware if this position was very uncomfortable for both of them.

They continued the exercise until the afternoon. Later that evening after dinner, Wulan packed her clothes in one suitcase. She sat staring at some of the clothes her in-laws had bought during the event.

“A,” calls her when she sees Anugrah coming out of her room.

“If I wear a veil how? Sister Aisyah once said that wearing closed clothes can reduce the sacrilegious actions that may occur. I want to perform for the first time there already in a closed state. I also feel comfortable and do not need to be afraid of clothes that they might prepare later.” Wulan looked at Anugrah who was glancing at her clothes.

“Come!”

Without much questioning, Wulan followed Anugrah who was already in the car. Anugrah took Wulan to a shopping mall. Both of them went straight to a store that specialized in selling Muslim women's clothing.

“Choose!” Wulan gave a small nod and walked down the clothes there with various models. Anugrah took one by one clothes that he thought were attractive and suitable for Wulan without the knowledge of Wulan who from earlier only saw clothes on the display. How Wulan would choose if when approaching the shirt Wulan eyes immediately glared. The price made Wulan keep going in the hope of finding clothes with prices below two hundred thousand. Wulan seems to have forgotten that she is currently in a branded clothing store.

“Sorry, Ma'am. Can I help you?” greet a salesman.

Wulan smiled clumsyly. How he said if he was looking for a hundred thousand clothes while a rectangular hijab only costs up to two hundred thousand.

“Sorry, Ma'am. Here there are no clothes that cost under 200 thousand huh?” he half whispered.

The salesman smiled and shook his head slowly. “It's done? Or is there more?” ask Anugrah to approach them.

“Em, A. I don't like the model. We can look elsewhere?” The eyes of the salesman were wide open to hear the words of Wulan. How could he say that while coming to it were the wives of officials and wealthy people.

“Alright, you don't want to choose the hijab?” ask Anugrah again. Wulan shook her head again, “Alright! Come on,” Wulan directly walked out until she realized that Anugrah was not beside her. When looking back, Wulan's eyes immediately glared to see Anugrah defying the many paper bags in her hands.

“K-you bought what this much?” Wulan suddenly became a fool.

Anugrah shook her head, “Come the way or do you want to look in another store? I've chosen a dress and a hijab for you. If it is still lacking, we search in other stores.”

“I-this for me?”

“Hem, come! it holds some!” Anugrah handed some paper bags to Wulan's hand. “Still going to another store?”

“T-no. This alone is a lot.”

“Alright!”

After satisfied shopping, Anugrah again brought Wulan to the chicken noodle stall that he had once visited. Whether it was coincidence or not, the moment they went inside, the man who used to talk to them was also there.

“Wah, Neng is cured huh?” the first words that escaped the man's mouth.

Anugrah clasped Wulan's hand and invited Wulan to sit next to her. “Alhamdulillah is healed, Mr.” Anugrah looked at the man.

“Your choice to wear closed is right. Just look, you're dressed like this, the man has looked at you lustfully.” The whisper of Anugrah made Wulan look at her with a frightened look.

“Until when do you stare at my wife?” Said Anugrah staring intently at the man while brandishing the fork in his hand. Suddenly the visitors of the chicken noodle shop felt the air that was less pleasant. 

Their order arrived then swiftly Wulan directly ate the noodles in front of him. He wants to get out of there as soon as possible. He was afraid that the man would keep watching him.

“Slow-slow it down! The man is gone.” Wulan looked directly at the man's desk and found his stool empty. After spending half an hour inside the chicken noodle shop, they returned to the car and when they were about to open the car door, someone immediately attacked him. The soul of the Anugrah army did not fade even though it no longer descended into the battlefield. He could sneer until the brawl attack was inevitable. Wulan screamed when she saw Anugrah get into a fight until the chicken noodle visitors and people around gathered to watch the fight.

“Why are you quiet? Separate them or call the police!” wulan screams yet no one cares. They just recorded with the camera while whispering until the sound of police sirens was heard. The chicken noodle seller who contacted the police for pity with Anugrah. Police managed to arrest the man and asked Anugrah and Wulan to go to the office.

After giving a statement and listening to the witnesses, Anugrah was released because Anugrah showed his KTA.

“Do we go to the hospital only?” ask Wulan to worry.

“No need. I'm just a little bruised. Stay compressed with ice cubes.”

“But you got hit. You should be checked by doctor.”

“No need, Wulan. I'm fine.” said firmly Anugrah.

They arrived home at eleven p.m. Once inside the house, Wulan immediately prepared ice cubes for Anugrah.

“Use this!” Wulan handed two bags of ice cubes into Anugrah's hands. The man did not argue, he took it and laid himself on the sofa while putting ice cubes on his face. While Wulan was re-disassembling the clothes that had been put in the suitcase.

“A, my old clothes are thrown away huh?” tanyanya stood in the doorway.

“Let me throw it away. You just put in all the clothes I bought. Your old clothes let me throw away all the things that are no longer needed. After you leave, I will also return home to Papa.”

“A,”

“Hem,”

“Thank you!”

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Happy weekend...