DESTINY IS NOT WRONG
Lain Lubuk, Lain Pula Fish
Each region has different customs, as well as when before the wedding
if for the people of Palembang usually both brides use a girlfriend or henna
on the nails and wrists and feet as a decorator, as well as
for the groom, including me who must follow the custom, during
this is not contrary to religion.
The next two days, I started to get busy decorating and grooming myself, and I didn't
to think this wedding reception looks magnificent, far from thinking and
my guess. But, a little different from other brides, it is
I got a job to tidy up the 200-meter-wide courtyard of the house,
leveling the earth and weeds that thrive, up to the palm of the hand
it's chipped, sore.
This feeling is increasingly uncertain, why is this so restless? Why am I not calm?! Something else made me find no comfort.
I tried to entertain myself and considered this was just my first feeling about marriage.
If speaking in front of a crowd is not a problem for me, as long as
sitting on the bench of Madrasah I've been forged with the lessons of muhadhoroh, eyes
lessons that have become a tradition among students of madrasah, aimed at preparing the orators and preachers and teach us to
dare to speak in front of the crowd, thank God that I can overcome.
Many times Amel's parents questioned, “Haidar, said there is an uncle you want
watching this reception, how many of your family came?” As if
stung by a bee, this ear was so hot he heard, that the family of Amel wanted from the family of the groom to come, and indeed originally the plan of the younger brother of Mamah to come, but until this moment there was no news.
The more I worry, dag.dig.
After all, from the beginning I also told about the state of my family. Why, is it still questionable about my uncle's whereabouts? Here I protested, from the first time I knew Amelia I explained all the circumstances of my father who was sick with stroke and Mamah who was bedridden for months, without any change
without medical treatment, we almost lost our way out to treat
both of our parents.
My decision to marry was merely to seek the pleasure of Allah, to scavenge the blessings of the heavens and to perfect my shortcomings, for I realize I don't need a perfect woman to be my side, but I need a woman who understands how to block tears when I cry, a woman who supports my steps when I walk, and every inch of my life's journey has always been
together in do’anya, no more and no less.
Robbi hablii Miilandunka Zaujatan Thoyyibah Akhtubuhu Wa Atazawwaj Biha Watakuna Shoihibatan
Lii Fiddini Waddunyaa Wal Ajiroh.
O Lord
My Lord, give me the best wife of Thy side, the wife of which I am
lamar and marry and wife who became my best friend in religious affairs, affairs
the world and the hereafter.
I tried to calm Amel's family and
reassuring that uncle who later became a witness to our marriage, he was already in Palembang and spent the night at his restaurant. Dien Nanda Pangestoe, he's ustadz
young, the younger brother of Mamah who I had previously reported the news about
my marriage and he are willing to present as representatives of the groom's family.
But in fact, by the day H is not known whereabouts, he is indeed a person who
super busy and can not be ascertained whereabouts, today maybe he exists
in Jakarta, whether tomorrow or the day after he arrived in Kalimantan, Bangka and Tasikmalaya.
Until late at night, I still counted the number of plates, spoons, glasses and
the reception needs the next day, while waiting for news from Inldin, I used to
calling him that is okay even though it breaks a bit late at night.
“Peee...Peee, every hourly bride gets in the room and rests. You are still counting the spoon!”Syndicate Vicky. Pe it's a piece from the pack, because the Betawi people
very happy to use the end of ‘e’ then in short to ‘Pe’ maybe it is
the beginning of the greeting was pinned for me.
“Yeah, not necessarily boooy either. After all, it is still late afternoon at this time, usually sleeping in the morning.
Kan loh himself tauu.
“Si Amel hasn't slept?”
“Udah aah, her again! Cannot squirm pillow bolster bit directly sleep.”
“Tuuh, loh loyen! Again asik phone-phone.” Vicky hinted at his gaze towards Amel who did look cool talking, maybe he felt happy tomorrow he wanted to
marriage forgets time.
Our conversation went wide, irregular. Ngalor-ngidul. Starting from the problems of friends, the world of work, family, religion to the sadness of life experienced by his kaka-kakanya and I am familiar with the Vicky family, because we are friends of Kindergarten until this moment, because we are friends of Kindergarten until this moment, I know his family too.
Vicky used to live his life full of facilities, what he wanted to be fulfilled
and indeed he had experienced the delicacy of being a rich man and bearing treasures, but after his Papah died, the black fog began to enter the scarred heresy of his family.
Until now, Vicky never knew where he had to go home and go, because it does not have a definite place to live. And it doesn't feel like our job
it's finished, starting from counting the number of buffet equipment, to arranging a wedding room that is so beautiful, although not like the bed illustrated in the film Marie Antoinette, made by director Sofia Coppola, so perfectly illustrates the luxury of the contesting place of the nobles of Francis, at the Palace of Versailles.
His mosquito nets were thinly decomposed and extended all the way to the floor, just above his head
the arrangement of tulips, roses and nyinyir fragrances of the night so annoying nose, cause to the nerves of the brain, imagination was wild.
In this place of contest, for the first time in my life these lips are said to be polite, Assalamu’alaika ya Baba Rahmah, and in this room is the generation of Rabbani we want will be realized soon, when two people in love, the angel and angel of heaven refused to see, our minds moved, rushing to the ceiling of longing for the virgin and the bachelor, all over
this room will later be a witness to the sweat that was originally forbidden, becoming an unpaid worship, jihadunnikah, jihadi, our words will always be taken care of the Prophet in the hope that we will get dzuriat as long as Hasan and Husein, who are as firm as Fatimatudzahra, the guardian of holy women.
I hope it's not just a dream during the day.......
Pouch and eyelids like hanging earrings 5 grams, weight lifted. My sleepiness disappeared instantly like being doused in water, when this thought was remembered
uncle who has not yet given the news, but in a few hours the marriage contract will be carried out.
“Udah like this if Ka Didin has not come too, you pay people to pretend to be a family, one person ten thousand is also enough to make their hearts cool.
Hahhaha..”.Syndir Vicky, when just finished the dawn prayer has made a sin
any more.
“Elu again panic still dibundain, do not look same event like this same
settings in film.”
Vicky and I are both in the entertainment world who are used to looking for talent and extras in film production, but we are different locations
and program segmentation.
If Vicky is into soap operas and I'm more into reality shows that are all
the 75 percent impression is engineering. Because of his habit, he took the initiative to find people to pretend to be invited guests from the family who later brought offerings or dowries to the bride's place.
And for me that's the last solution, if until seven in the morning my uncle hasn't arrived
also, resort to Vicky's advice I follow rather than embarrassment? But somehow, from last night I felt bad and felt something happened that I felt, I don't know who experienced it.
Already seen relatives of the Amel family one by one arrive, some are so busy with kitchen affairs, some are in charge of preparing dishes, some are in charge of preparing dishes, while Amel and I began to make covers and wear traditional Palembang clothes, I felt uncomfortable with traditional events like this. But anyway I must repel my idealism that views this kind of thing not pantes to be obeyed.
Indeed, originally my initiative was only limited to marriage in KUA and tasyakuran alone was enough, anyway the purpose of walimatul ursy to prevent slander is not to
“May Allah bless you.Have a walimah even with a goat.”
Narrated by Bukhari and Muslim, not as grand as this.
But I realized that this was natural, because Julie was her only daughter and family
they are considered from the middle to upper economy, although there are some
from the lower middle economy.
Walimah is still considered
prestige for some people, it is easy to guess the economic situation of someone when
the middle of organizing walimah-an and the barometer is how magnificent the event was held, even though in the end it only left a debt.
What will the Sakinah, Mawadah and Warahmah families create?! What is clear after marriage, must bear the burden of debt that is not proportional to income. Do not dream, by holding a massive wedding reception will get a big angpao anyway.....
My anxiety was growing, when the arrival of the ruler who would later marry and lead us to qualify and get married, until that moment my uncle had not come too.
“Haidar try you contact your uncle, where have you been? Event want us to start!”
Pinta papah Ameldengan emphasis.
“Iya Pah, he said it is near here.” I had to lie and easily what I said was true, so my sins were killed.
I tried to contact him, but never picked up or sometimes rejected
whoever does not ride the apoplexy, the event will soon begin but Inldin is invisible to the trunk of his nose.
All eyes were on me, from their gazes there were judgmental people, muttering and whispering spitefully, some were calm and kind.
“From the groom's family, there's still something to look forward to?” The question that came out of
the mouth of the feather makes me more anxious. Allahu akbar....! I kept my mouth hanging, though,
my gaze bowed, afraid to look into the eyes of those present and filled the room.
“How? Are we going on?”
I want to feel like I'm swearing behind a big hill or into a cave to cover up my shame. But amid my anxiety, a raucous voice disturbed the silence of the atmosphere and it appeared outside seen three branded cars parked in front of the yard of Amel's house.
“Assalamu’alikum, sorry we are late.” The voice appeared in the crowd of invited guests who wanted to witness our marriage contract.
“Wa’alikum salam.” Answer them simultaneously and see the strange figure of a man wearing a white skullcap and in a dress shirt, surely many are asking,”who is this person?”
Thank God, finally the expected guests came with the group out of nowhere and foreign faces that I did not recognize. “Who are they?”
I had a big question mark, and my uncle never told me
about those who accompanied him. Three women, and five men who entered the room in the next few minutes will also be present also the angel who arranged do’a for us, the groom and the woman.
At that moment Arsy shook and at that moment also a husband held me heavy
the burden of trust that does not play games ;
O my wife, this is where a husband's sacrifice will look
against you, when my speech was wet with the sentence, ‘I received the marriage and marriage of Amelia bint Rustam with the dowry, paid tuuuunaaai!” then at that moment, His Throne shook with the weight of the covenant which I signed not on man alone but on my Lord, with the angels and men watching, even if you suck blood and pus from my nose, it's not enough to make up for all my sacrifices as your husband.
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I hope you remember that, Amel...
Towards the ruler reciting the muqadimah ijab and qabul, I remembered one night before my departure to the city of Palembang, when I heard the sound of crying women who apparently expected my presence before leaving, when I heard the sound of crying, what I thought was playful and here there was a misunderstanding between Eva and me, if she knew my condition at that time maybe she would understand.
Eva called and invited me to meet at a place in South Jakarta, just wanted to give me a gift that I did not know what the gift was.
Not that I did not keep my promise, but it was a situation when I did not have a penny. I have asked a lot and borrowed money to fulfill his invitation but those who I met his condition did not have more money, so I undo the intention to meet him, plus my pulse
depleted.
“And if Abang knew, how my condition at that time who fidgets came early in the morning
blind only to give gifts that are not worth, but Al-A
Qur’an treasure one-on-one and the most valuable item for me, I want to give it to Abang. But what?! A great deal
the reason is, I don't know, this and that! Honestly bang, I'm disappointed with brother.”
His voice sounds so heavy.
“You cry?”
“Ngak koook!” Here he lies, from beginning to mid-talk I can
assess and feel how he's in different spaces and I'm sure
from the tone of voice that was initially so light it felt silent and broke from being disappointed with my attitude that did not keep my promise.
I tried to tolerate it and I felt what he felt
if I were in Eva's position.
“Mafin Abang neng, really brother no bad intentions with you. And indeed the condition is not possible, so please understand.”
Maybe he thought back to the first time we met how I was at that time
eventually, his emotions were a little low.
“Bang, if later ijab qabul do’ain Eva so that cepet can mate well?”
“Ooh, if it must be Eva, insyallah brother do’.”
“Eva, how is the project of writing a book with us?”.
“Ayoo bang, when do we start?”
“Let you make it first later stay Luna paste the story, how?” “Yaudah, I
wait for the submission of the script.”
“Insyallah asap.”
#Tuuut.tuut#
For some reason suddenly his phone died, maybe his pulse ran out or maybe not
battery drop. But a little can
breathing a sigh of relief, at least Eva was already feeling calm.
The atmosphere was silent, the chairman of the local Neighbor's Court who was also a community figure
open and read out the arrangement of the event, until finally to the core event, ‘speak
the second vow of the bride’ sounds so sacred and a little scary. Calves
The divine is so soothing to the atmosphere, releasing all burdens, it is real that
Al-Qur’an is indeed an antidote to the restlessness of the heart. After the welcome, new
now it's show time for me and Amelia.
Alhamdulillah, when reciting Ijab-qabul I do not have to repeat many times, as well as when I read the sighat taklik the atmosphere back to silence and not one
voices that whisper.
And a cry broke out, Amel seemed to wipe his tears, for some reason every time I attended the marriage contract, always tucked into an atmosphere that was so enjoying the blue and sadness, and somehow had to be interspersed
the tears?! To this day I have not found the answer.
It turned out to be quite uncomfortable to be a king and queen last night, similar to a display item. Was it in the days of the Prophet like this?! Or it's just a time-consuming tradition and
energy?!
Not a few of those who leave his prayer are only afraid of the bun decoration and make up is damaged, because the bridal clothes are so cheap when compared to what is attached to our bodies, until finally forcing yourself to leave prayer, what still needs to be maintained this kind of culture?