Healing
107. Ijab qobul

As I began to feel sleepy and started to close my eyes, I felt a hand land on my shoulder, slowly patting, making me wake up again.

" Why sleep here?, I just slept in my bed did not want, he said to go to your papa's room, why even sleep in the hallway like this?, you are not afraid to sleep here alone?".

Yoga was sitting next to me looking at me.

" I was from papa's room, but it was hot, so I looked for a cooler place" I replied.

" Yes, let's go to my room. Haidar has woken up and is now busy taking care of our wedding preparations tomorrow, so you can occupy the other mattress that was made to sleep Haidar" said Yoga.

I said without protest, the night was getting late and refused was no use, Yoga would definitely keep telling me to sleep in his room.

And tonight we sleep in the room despite the difference in bed. Yoga is hurting, she's not going to do anything weird to me. His left hand was bandaged, so nothing would happen even if he slept in the room.

Right, tonight I was able to sleep soundly in a very comfortable Yoga room, a soft mattress, a room that smelled fragrant and the right AC temperature, all supporting me to sleep soundly.

I woke up at 5am, even Yoga woke me up for a congregational dawn. Wait....!.

Did I not hear wrong, Yoga woke me up and invited dawn together?. Is it true that I saw this is Shaka's father's Yoga?, my future husband?, it feels strange and different during the morning prayers with him.

His prayer movements were limited because his left hand was still bandaged. Even he occasionally hissed withstanding pain while performing ruku or prostration. It must have hurt, but it's under arrest.

And I just found out, if in the VVIP room it is also provided by the hospital, or Yoga that deliberately prepared for me?, it seems expensive, mukena, or, not like the one I used last night that was provided in the cupboard in the mosque.

" Kiss", Yoga thrusts the back of her hand for me to kiss.

I follow his will, indeed he will soon be my priest, it feels like a dream.

Yoga smiled broadly as I kissed the back of her hand, then she pulled my head closer and kissed my forehead.

" I'm sorry for my past mistakes, Ra. starting today, after we officially became husband and wife, let's open a new sheet by not keeping in mind the dark events of the past. I wish you could heal from the past wounds I've made".

" I will be responsible for healing your wounds, for I am the one who caused them. I alone will treat it, by giving you continuous happiness, until you forget your sad past" said Yoga.

I remain silent without comment, let's just see what Yoga will do to make me happy.

Haidar knocked on the door with a shabby face and five wat eyes, he looked very tired and sleepy.

" It's all settled, you can check to the CTF, if there is less to say. I will try to fix it. But for me it's really cool because all the best energy I've put in".

" Now I want to sleep, because you two I'm not sleeping all night, just be careful if you're not happy, my sacrifice was in vain tonight".

I was confused by what Haidar said, what exactly is he trying to explain?.

But everything became clear when Yoga took me to a room in the hospital that was arguably quite spacious, because it was like a hall in Shaka's school, and the room was already in the decorations for our wedding.

The room is full of white flowers, impressed holy and clean, really very beautiful, even there are tables and chairs that paint and also the wrapping cloth is also white, white, Simple but elegant decoration plays a blend of white and gold fabric.

I didn't imagine before that this impromptu wedding would be like a long-planned wedding.

" How about Ra, do you like the decorations and the layout for our wedding later?, if there is something wrong in your heart, and not according to your wishes, just say it. I'll get people to replace it".

I immediately shook my head quickly, "this is more than enough. It's even great and I like it. My wedding decorations and Bian alone are not as beautiful" I said.

I remembered Bian, the look on Yoga's face became irritated because I mentioned Bian's name and our marriage was void.

I shook my head, "No, I never expected to marry anyone again. I have no intention of getting married for the rest of my life. Had there not been a marriage today, there would have been no marriage at another time".

" I was too afraid to think about marriage again after the failure of my previous marriage, because there would be no family to accept a girl with a bad past like me".

Yoga changed again, now his expression shows a regret after listening to my words.

" Let's go to the locker room, there you can choose to wear a dress or kebaya for the event later, said Haidar there are several options, so you choose yourself that you think is comfortable".

Yoga pulled my hand to follow him into a room measuring 6x6 meters, there was a wide glass, like a gymnastics place. There were some clothes hanging there, and I saw that everything was very nice and beautiful.

I immediately walked around looking at some dresses and kebaya, and to meet later, my choice fell on a very beautiful and polite white kebaya, the model was not too rame, the chest was not too open, either, simple but elegant.

" Have you decided what your choice is?".

I nodded and pointed at the kebaya that I immediately liked at first sight.

" It would be so pretty if you wear it".

And it turned out to be very true Yoga speech, almost everyone praised me after I put on the white kebaya and my face was finished polished by the makeup team carried by Haidar.

The wedding was actually held at 10 am, after 9 pm the doctor visited the papa room and allowed the papa to go home because the blisters on the body of the papa were not too serious as Yoga wounds.

And don't be asked again, once anyone finds out at the hospital the wedding will be held, there are some people who yesterday were in front of the room papa nursery back seen. It turns out that they are indeed people who like to create content.

But I don't like my marriage in excess exposure, we're not artists, we're not artists, although Yoga is a young business person who is often the talk of electronic media because recently received a charter of appreciation as the most successful young businessman of 20xx.

I asked Yoga to make our event a private one, don't let strangers into the room. And Yoga granted my request. Hospital security asked content creators to stay away from the boardroom.

Since half an hour ago I have been wearing my kebayak, and Yoga also wears clothes that match with the kebaya that I wear, an impromptu marriage happens solemnly. The least I expected. I don't know when Yoga will take care of it. But Shaka and Juna were all present, Rita and Hani my good friends were also in this room.

Haidar was definitely there, sitting next to Riko, Bian, and Utari I could see sitting in front of the others. I didn't have time to greet them first because the ruler had arrived, and the wedding would be immediate. And another one that makes me happy. Bu Ara was also invited by Yoga, indeed Bu Ara was a friend of her late mother Yoga, it is appropriate if Yoga also knows her.

Ms. Ara smiled broadly as I looked towards her, we had not yet reached out, later after Ijab qobul I would like to greet her. My auxiliary angel. Someone I will never forget about my services to.

All guests use the same dress code, all white, making this wedding like carrying a theme, holy and clean love. Although it's not really so. Clean love from nowhere, we were both equally dirty from the start. But indeed with this marriage, hopefully it can clean up all the turbidity.

I glanced to the side, Yoga does not seem tense at all. Maybe because he was used to leading meetings and talking in front of people. Unlike me who even though every day serves many people to buy food, I still feel groggy, until my palm feels very cold.

" Is everything ready?", asked the pengulu sir who had sat beside my papa to watch the process of ijab qobul to be done.

Papa also seems so nervous and groggy, When shaking hands with Yoga funny it is precisely papa's hands that tremble, whereas those who will marry are very calm and relaxed.

One that really makes me astonished, said Yoga, her stepmother was very young, when Yoga's father came in with his new wife, like a father guiding his daughter. This is the definition of love regardless of age. But I'm not sure if their marriage is based on love, if yoga father is not rich, does his new wife still want to marry Yoga father?. I don't know...

All invited guests and attendees are asked to be orderly and not noisy because ijab qobul will be done soon.

Papa looked towards Yoga who was sitting right in front of him. " Steve Prayoga Setyawan, I marry and marry you to my daughter Diva Soraya Saputri with a gold dowry weighing 500 grams, the house and its contents, and, and cash of 500 million rupiah paid in cash".

" I received the marriage and marriage of Diva Soraya Saputri for myself, with the dowry paid in cash".

Yoga is so passionate about reciting sacred sentences that change our status from single to husband and wife for the next.