Honor Behind the Stain
The Real Marriage

"O Lord, O universal nature, you are so beautiful, Khanza. Beautiful is amazing. It's just a modern-day bride." Zada stared at the beautiful face of Khanza who polished bridal-style makeup. The woman's body was already wearing a white dress whose subordinates were very long, there would be a drag scene dragging the skirt as she walked later.

In a special room for seven-star hotel makeup, Khanza sat on one of the seats after finishing the self-service. He looks different today. The face is not fully visible, because some are covered in white hijab, only the front face is visible, the rest is covered with hijab.

"Don't keep praising me. I'm groggy on this." Khanza clasped his own hands, his palms feeling cold as snow. Nervous effects.

At the Emperor's request, the man requested that the Khanza wear the hijab on this important day. The day that will lead them to halal relations. A great day that will be a great history throughout their lives.

In the past, their marriage was a desperate and sudden unwanted marriage, and now their marriage is a marriage that was held on the basis of great expectations. They will repeat the same process but different moments, times and situations.

There were some people in the room too, none other than a hired fairy team. 

"Am I worthy to wear this veil?" ask Khanza.

Zada pulled up a chair and sat facing Khanza. He smiled sweetly as he said, "Khanza, there is no human who is not fit to wear the hijab. You're beautiful. You are a human being who has the same rights as any other woman. I wear a hijab."

"But I feel unworthy. I'm not a good woman. When wearing the hijab, but the behavior is not appropriate."

"Hey, this has nothing to do with hijab and behavior. Hijab is a mandatory order to be executed, no matter if he is a murderer, thief, robber or whatever it is. What is clear is that the Lord's command is that the woman extend her veil to her chest."

"Don't be so ostentatious. Look at your hair and not hijab. Hi.hii..." Khanza.

"I'm waiting to have a husband like the Emperor, then wear a hijab. A good husband will tell his wife to wear a hijab."

"The order to wear the hijab came not from the husband, but from God. Why wait for the husband's orders first?"

"He heee ...  Aye yes. Let me try. The hijab is hot. It's not funny if I wear the hijab two days and then I open it again."

"I believe your guidance will come for us."

"The emperor said, that I may love God, that is the beginning of all good."

"Well, that's right." Zada hugged Khanza. 

"Excuse me, the bride is waiting." A blue woman appeared and informed him of the information.

The heart of Khanza deg-degan. The tooth appeared again. Duuh. soon she will be the queen witnessed by many people. It's a tense moment.

Zada guided Khanza's steps towards the outside of the room.

When Khanza entered the spacious hall, Khanza did not expect the invited guests to turn out to be very numerous, like a sea of humans that filled every corner of the room. 

Straight look at Khanza, making Khanza's leg bones feel like trembling. 

It turns out this is what it feels like to be the center of everyone's attention when made queen of a day. 

In the past, his marriage was like a toy that was not expected. Now, the real marriage has arrived. This is the day that is anticipated, the day that will certainly be the most beautiful history in his entire life.

Subrata and his wife were also among the crowd. They seemed very happy, because finally the desire to get a rich daughter-in-law was realized as well. At least their daughter's future will be better.

The Emperor was waiting, standing before some interested people in marriage, his gaze fixed on Khanza's face which only seemed to be part of the eye, because the mouth is covered with a white cloth called a veil with lace bridal style.

Their eyes met when they stood close together. Khanza was the most beautiful woman in the eyes of the Emperor. Their eyes seemed to be revealing their feelings.

Seriate