Forced to Marry The Culun
Ijab Qobul event

Feeling happy but sad, this is what is now residing in me. How not! When married but this is only pretending in a plan. This decision has been taken, so one day you will have to accept that risk no matter what happens in the future.

White kebaya bandages have now been attached to the body, as clothes to carry out the upcoming ijab qabul event. I don't know what the law means to all of this, which is clear to everyone we've been married for real.

"Bismillah, hopefully in the future nothing happens to our relationship. What we planned, hopefully will not be revealed," a nervous heart murmur when the face is being self-sufficient.

Although Arjuna is a man who is arrogant and callous when talking, but when viewed and looked at more deeply it turns out he is a good person as well, although sometimes it is not shown clearly in front of people who know him closely.

The voice of the person who speaks outside sounds very boisterous, so that the heart continues to beat without stopping the race from earlier. Hands continue to be flooded with sweat, due to being too tense over the event that will be a silent witness to the moments will release solitude.

"Miss, why are you crying?" asked the fairy to take a serious look at my face.

"Ehhh, no pa-pa, Ma'am!" my answer immediately rubbed the cheeks that had been covered with tears.

"Don't cry on this happy day, Miss should always be happy when lucky to get a big boss like Mr. Arjuna. Then the mak-up will be damaged if you cry like this," said the fairy who now rubs tissue slowly to the cheek.

"Yes, Mother. Thanks for the advice."

"Together."

Gorgi taste that began to attack, can not be steamed calmly. The mind continues to float and panic, as a result of a guilt lies to everyone including their own parents.

All had been finished with a thin yet very graceful makeup. From the reflection of glass looks very charming like an angel.

"Sir, if you'll excuse me, call for a minute. If the show has already started, call me later, "let me know.

"Good, Miss."

Step began to pull over to immediately call, to the person who made me not calm now.

Tut .. tut, the device I tried to connect, but it wasn't raised either.

"Come, Arjuna. Liftit. Come .. come on, pick it up," The panic of not visiting her raised it.

Mobile it feels like I want to slam it, when the tone of the device is connected but not immediately lifted.

"Sir, may I ask for help to get out of here for a while, for his mother to speak to my candidate to pick up the phone. Please ... please, I asked for his help for a moment," I said, cupping both hands to the chest to beg.

"Alright, Miss. I'll help you tell."

"Thank you, Ma'am."

"Yes." Yeah."

Long wait for a call. Until finally the device vibrates too, after there is help from the bride's fairy tale.

[Hemm, what's wrong?]

[How long does it take to lift it, anyway? Is this marriage very important to you, while everything is a hoax]

The feeling of goiter in the heart now I put it.

[Which way is not important, while many families are watching this sacred event]

[Important?]

[Have you forgotten the deal? Do not forget the fine will apply if it violates it]

The voice was as slow as possible as whispering, for fear that someone else would hear it later.

[Yes, I know]

[Oh yes, you are very relaxed as it seems, while I am just numb due to this acute groggy]

[Yes, you need to relax. If not, it will be discovered by everyone]

[Here you take it easy about this marriage. Regarding the agreement we think about later, which is clear we have to act well so that everything runs smoothly]

[Yes already then, I'm going along with the groove

you only. But if there's anything, I don't follow along and take responsibility]

[Ok, sipplah then]

[G]

The tension now began to subside somewhat, after hearing the answer from Arjuna. Although a little annoying because he is too relaxed and a little underestimating, but I still have to follow the flow of relaxation as well so that no one is suspicious.

Once a strong breath, now begin to get ready to immediately go down to meet the guests who had been waiting. By walking gracefully and slowly herded in-laws and biological mothers, now began to approach the table that there were Arjuna, the Lord of the Elders and the witnesses.

Our eyes are both clashing with each other when glancing, when it has come to sit in this sacred way. The heat begins to strike, when groggy suddenly returns. Fortunately there was a fan that hit the body, so it was not discovered that I was experiencing a bad condition.

"All right, we're gonna start this show. May everything happen smoothly and fine, amin ya robbal alamin!" said Mr. penghulu.

"Amin .. amen," everyone's compact answer.

"Are you ready, son Arjuna?" ask her.

"Alhamdulillah, ready sir."

"Alright then, we'll start. Bismi-llahi ar-ra muli ar-raimi (﷽)," said Mr. Penghulu who has now shaken Arjuna's hand.

"I married our son named Liona Sekarsari bint Ahmad Munawir, with a dowry of five hundred and fifty thousand rupiah paid in cash," Pak penghulu loudly said the sentence, saying, which makes the chest feel just start tight.

“I received marriage and marriage Liona Sekarsari bint Ahmad Munawir with dowry of five hundred and fifty thousand rupiah paid in cash.” Arjuna said it with one solemn breath.

“How are the witnesses? Valid?” ask Pak Penghulu to witnesses who attended the kabul ijab event from our wedding.

“SAH ... SAH!” answer the witnesses.

"Alhamdulillah," The relief of the words of Papa Arjuna and the father in a compact manner.

Instantly the room became boisterous, cheers of happiness on the part of the family and the invited guests who attended this wedding.

Now I'm legitimately the wife of the man who has trapped me in a pretend marriage. A aura of happiness emanated from the faces of both sides of the family. Finally the relationship on the paper is anchored in the guarantee as well.

Prayers continue to be echoed, when the ijab qobul event is finally finished also without any obstacles at all.

Now I turned to Arjuna, whose position he was sitting right next to me, to immediately kiss his back hand, then unexpectedly he turned to immediately kiss my forehead. The face looks so surprised but I can cover it directly, with a happy figure in a face full of lies.

"Alhamdulillah, you are legal to be husband and wife" said pak penghulu.

"Yes, sir!" friendly reply.

After we finished signing the marriage certificate and other files. Now we went to Mother's place, whose face had been flooded with tears, when we saw that we both wanted to come with the intention of meaning to bow to her.

"Mother is now very happy to see you two finally united in marriage," she said in tears as I bowed to her.

"Yes, Mom. This is all thanks to the prayers and patience of the mother who always supports and sincerely releases this child to be with others" I said as our cheeks cling to each other's affection.

Sad and happy have become one. I was constantly shedding tears. I don't know how many tissues have been used, which obviously makes me so unable to breathe humorously.

"Mom can only pray that you will forever remain happy" he said.

"Yes, Mom. Thank you." Thank you."

The sungkem event continued until Arjuna's parents as well. If other families we just shake hands, as a sign of respect for those who have supported our wedding.

Our faces continued to steal glances to each other, blushing in shame. Not knowing anymore what to do, when everything is so real happens while behind this all just a trick.