Father's Status On My Son's Deed
104. Towards Halal

The day that Dita and Hasbi were waiting for finally came as well. Today will be a wedding in the morning, the evening will be the wedding reception. Hasbi's family also arrived three days ago along with relatives and relatives. One day before Dita had gone home first.

Currently at home looks so crowded with guests, ranging from relatives, relatives and also the neighbors. All of them occupy the place already provided by the family, while the children play in the garden next to the spacious house. Khairi looked so happy that many cousins had come. The boy had a lot of playmates, everyone was nice to him.

"Mama's son is so beautiful! Mama until pangling saw it," said Mama Tia when she came to the princess in her room.

Dita was done in makeup, she smiled at the mother. The woman was happy because she was finally able to get to this point. Too bad Devi couldn't come because her husband was sick. His friend was married, just not having a party because his family still did not fully approve so, Devi only did kabul ijab event only.

"Ma, I'm so scared. From now on I can not calm down," said Dita while holding both the palms of her mother.

Mama Tia could feel the coldness of Dita's hands. He understood his daughter's feelings because he had been in that position. Even though he tried to calm down later when the time comes will be tense and anxious again.

"You take it easy, every bride and groom must feel that way too. It will be a memory for you. One day when you see a wedding, you will always remember this moment."

"Did Mama feel the way I feel right now?"

"of course. You can't even sleep for a week before the wedding, there's always something that bothers you. Various kinds of fear also felt, fear if the event does not go according to the plan, fear if the bridegroom is disappointed with Mama and more."

"So Mama felt that too? I think I feel myself" said Dita in a soft voice.

"So you couldn't sleep before?"

"Yes, even I often wake up late because of too late sleep. Until I get frustrated, want to take sleeping pills afraid even so nagih so, I just let myself sleep."

Mama Tia chuckled as she rubbed the corner of her eyes that somehow just suddenly water. She was happy and sad because she had to let go of the princess who would become a wife. The responsibility has now shifted to someone else. Even so, somehow in the heart there is a feeling of unwillingness because all this time his son rarely spoiled with him since graduating from school.

Dita is a strong and independent girl. Maybe also because his age has increased and makes the girl feel embarrassed if spoiled with her mother.

"Why does Mama think I'm like that? Is there something weird about my face?" dita asked while looking in the same direction as Mama.

"Mama could have."

Being moved, he hugged the mother from the side and rested his head on the shoulder of the woman who had given birth to him. Fortunately, Dita did not wear excessive head makeup so she could move freely.

"To be honest I also felt that there was something strange in me. I don't know what."

"That's because later your status will change from a girl to a wife. Your responsibilities will also increase, Mama is sure that you can be a great wife. Follow your husband's words if what he says is true. Do not hesitate to also reprimand him if he makes a mistake, everyone must have done it. As a married couple you must complement each other, never want to win alone, there must be a balance between the two. Mama is also not a perfect wife, but as a woman of course Mama tries to be the best to accompany papa. Mama also hopes you do."

"I will always remember my mother's advice. Thank you for raising me up like this. My mother also guided me to be a real woman. I only ask prayer from my mother that the household that I will live in will be a blessing and a field of reward for me and my husband."

"certain. Mama will always pray for the good of your household. Not just you, but your brother. You two are Mama's children, there's no way Mama wants ugliness for you."

The door of Dita's room was knocked on by someone, then the door opened from outside. As she stood there, she smiled at her in-laws and sister-in-law. "Ma, Mr. Penghulu and the groom have come. The bride is asked to come down."

Mama Tia nodded her head and invited the bride down. Dita felt more agitated, unconsciously she grasped the palm of the mama's hand so tightly.

Mama Tia who understood also returned the palm of the princess and said, "Many istighfar, God willing a little to make your heart calm. Although it can't disappear completely, it can at least ease."

Dita also followed the advice of the mother, then went hand in hand with the mother and her sister-in-law. All three down at once. Everyone who was waiting looked at them. The living room is transformed into a place that will be carried out kabul with the decoration of several white roses, Dita's favorite flowers. Of course, all at the suggestion of Hasbi because the man himself has no desire regarding the wedding plan. All are adjusted to the wishes of his future wife.

The groom looks towards his future wife. He was so amazed to see the beauty of Dita who had not met for several days. The longing that he had been yearning for, could now be treated just by looking at it.

Dita lowered her head without daring to stare towards anyone in the room. Mama Tia and Asha are the ones who show the way so that the bride-to-be does not go the wrong way, let alone fall. Dita also sat beside Hasbi, many times she took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, fearfully and if people around her knew she was nervous. Everything that is done seems to go wrong.

"Can it start?" ask the pengulu sir to the two brides.

Hasbi and Dita were seen compactly nodding their heads without saying a single word. An ustaz also began to recite prayers so that the trip event smoothly.